After Yuankong stepped back out of the tavern, he did not dare look back, no matter how loud the sounds behind him grew.
After all...
Severed limbs, heads, brains, and blood were already strewn together across the ground back there.
Not a single person could stand to answer questions anymore.
Even the hell described in the Buddhist Scriptures could be no worse.
At that moment, Yuankong felt his stomach churn like roiling rivers and seas. The world outside the temple truly was perilous beyond measure. He really had been far too naive.
And he had actually stood there obediently, watching Chu Xingchen wear a relaxed smile as he dismembered that entire group.
All to confirm one piece of information.
Still, Chu Xingchen had not been too bad. That ethereal young lady had been far more ruthless than he was...
At that moment, Yuankong rather felt as though he had strayed onto the wrong path.
It seemed he was being led around by two Evil Cultivators to do bad things.
Chu Xingchen glanced at the sickly look on Yuankong's face, lightly patted his little shoulder, and said:
"Smile. Didn't we get the crucial information?"
Yuankong turned and gave Chu Xingchen a truly awful smile.
Chu Xingchen looked disgusted. "Your smile looks worse than my second disciple's now. Better stop smiling."
Li Yingling could not hold back her laughter at that.
His Divine Sense swiftly scanned the entire village, but Chu Xingchen could not find the Village Chief's house that the proprietor and all those tavern waiters had mentioned. Through his Divine Sense, everything in the village was utterly dilapidated. There was no question of one house being bigger than another.
They had all collapsed into heaps.
It seemed Yuankong would have to lead the way.
The collapsed earthen houses in his