Hundred-Turned Worry Dream Gui Ling Rabbit Mysterious Temple.
Inside the small temple, the lamps flickered, and a breeze from outside stirred into the temple, creating rippling currents of air.
Li Che pressed down his conical hat, the eyes under the Bull Demon mask blazing. The Heaven and Earth chessboard opened instantly, ensnaring the Strange Temple and also isolating it from the investigations of all parties.
This was just a precaution after all, since outside the Strange Temple, Strange Que and Mysterious Fog already provided the best defense. Ordinary cultivators' Primordial Spirits couldn't penetrate the Mysterious Fog and reach inside the temple.
Boom boom boom—
Within the Niwan Palace, the Primordial Spirit opened its eyes and could clearly sense the trembling fright of the Spiritual Rabbit Temple God.
That flow of Temple God Divinity burst out rapidly like ripples.
It was only daytime when Li Che followed the scent here in the evening.
In fact...
