Yet as he looked at the temple, his heart was completely calm.
There was not the slightest warning of danger. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of security.
His intuition told him there probably was not much wrong with this temple.
But.
He also knew that intuition was not one hundred percent accurate.
Especially in this apocalypse overrun with Eerie, any seemingly safe place could conceal a lethal threat.
Yang Yong reached out, hauled Mang Dabiao straight out of the driver's seat, and said gravely.
"Try sensing in that temple's direction. Is there any Eerie presence?"
Mang Dabiao hurriedly closed his eyes and pushed his perception to its limit.
The tip of his nose twitched as his senses spread outward.
But.
After a full half minute, his expression grew increasingly strange. He opened his eyes and shook his head meekly.
"It's too far... there's an entire mountain between us. I can't sense it. Not a trace of any presence."
"Useless."
Yang Yong tossed him back into the driver's seat without asking anything more.
"Drive. Up the mountain. Let's take a look inside the temple."
The convoy changed direction and slowly climbed the mountain along the farm track.
This time, Yang Yong's farm vehicle took the lead, cautiously scouting the way.
Every so often, Mang Dabiao stopped the vehicle to probe again, trying to pick up a presence in the temple's direction.
But.
Something strange happened.
The temple was clearly visible to the naked eye, not particularly far away, seemingly right there halfway up the mountain.
Yet.
The convoy drove for over two hours, following one winding mountain road after another.
Still, they could never get any closer.
Stranger still.
No matter how Mang Dabiao probed, he could not sense the slightest presence from the temple.
No breath of the living,