The surroundings were quiet.
Even the wind stopped.
The remnant beast froze on the spot, and it could clearly hear its own heartbeat.
Repression, fear, and all sorts of emotions that he had rarely experienced before surged up, almost driving him crazy.
Finally, he did not dare to stay in front of the Taoist temple.
He turned around and fled into the distance like a madman.
They entered the forest.
He could only see his feet.
He fled all the way without looking back.
After running for an unknown amount of time, he exhausted his last bit of strength and sat on the ground, panting heavily.
Only then did he dare to raise his head and look around.
His gaze…froze again.
He was surprised to see that not far from him, the Taoist temple was still the same, and the three words Zixiao Palace were shining brightly.
He let out a shriek, and with an unknown strength, he turned around and ran again.
He descended the mountain and entered the forest.
His escape was irregular, and his heart had long collapsed.
After running for an unknown amount of time, he could not run anymore and collapsed on the ground.
He turned his head and looked up.
In front of him, the Taoist temple was still the same.
He smiled and then wailed.
This time, he did not run away.
He was too tired to run.
He could do whatever he wanted.
He thought in despair.
He lay on the ground without moving.
Time passed by, but the door of the Taoist temple did not open.
There was not a single sound in the surroundings. The deathly stillness was despairing.
It was just like the tomb he had visited when he first entered the cultivation world.
This kind of environment was the most depressing.
The remnant fiend didn't move. As its strength gradually recovered, a trace of hope rose in its heart.
If no one came out, if he could recover more strength.
Whether or not he could escape.
Just as he was hopeful, a rustling sound came from the grass to his left.
He immediately turned around and looked over warily.
The grass was parted, and a figure he had never expected walked out.
He lost his focus for a moment and panicked."Impossible, why is it you? Impossible?"
The person who came out was a young man around the age of twelve.
He was dressed in black and looked a little similar to Can Xiong.
" Why can't it be me, brother?" he asked, grinning strangely.”
His smile became more and more strange, and the angle of his smile became wider and wider until the corner of his mouth was torn apart.
Then, with a bang, his head fell off.
The remnant fiend let out a blood-curdling scream and hurriedly retreated."No, you're not him. He's dead, he died thirteen years ago!”
The young man's name was Can Sheng, and he was his brother.
Thirteen years ago, the two of them participated in the Xuanyin Sect's trial together.
The two of them had outstanding talent. They had stepped through all kinds of obstacles and finally completed the trial together.
But at that time, there was only one spot left for the Xuanyin Sect.
So, Can Xiong killed him.
He killed his own brother.
He chopped off his head from behind.
Just like now.
The young man bent down and held his head, still maintaining the smile on his face.
It was so terrifying.
"That's right, big brother. I died thirteen years ago. You killed me!”
"I remember everything."
The remnant fiend kept retreating and shaking its head."No, no, you're not him, you're not him!”
Rustling sounds could be heard again, and another figure walked out from the grass.
This time, it was an old man in his sixties. His back was hunched as he walked slowly.
Can Xiong's gaze focused again.
He recognized him. That was the first mission he had accepted after joining the Xuanyin Sect.
After completing the mission, because the old man was also present, he ignored the other party's pleading and killed him.
The rustling did not stop, and there were still figures walking out from the grass.
One, two, three…
To its horror, Cruel Viciousness discovered that these people had all died unjustly at its hands.
Now, they were here for revenge.
The young man holding his head stepped forward, the smile on his face becoming even stranger.
"Come on, brother. We've been waiting for this day for a long time.”
"Don't come over!"
"Don't come over!"
"Don't come over!"
……
In the front hall of the Taoist temple.
Ling Long sat next to Jiang Fan and kept telling him about her experiences at the foot of the mountain.
Jiang Fan listened and nodded from time to time to ask about the details.
Just as she was about to finish speaking, Exquisite's ears perked up.
"Master, there seems to be a sound outside the Taoist temple?”
Jiang Fan looked outside and smiled.""If you want to know, just go out and take a look.”
With her master's permission, Ling Long immediately stood up and ran out.
Immediately after, an ear-piercing scream was heard.
Exquisite looked at the corpse in front of her with a pale face. She was frightened.
She quickly ran back and saw Jiang Fan slowly walking to the door. She then felt relieved.
He stopped and looked at the corpse, only to discover that it was none other than the fleeing remnant fiend.
However, his appearance was too miserable. His entire body was covered in blood stains, and there was not even a single piece of intact skin.
These wounds were also strange, as if they were torn off piece by piece by fingernails.
At the same time, his right hand was a bloody mess, and his fingernails had been ground flat.
It looked like he had killed himself.
Exquisite shivered. This was too terrifying.
She retreated to Jiang Fan's side and whispered,""Master, how did he die?"
Jiang Fan glanced at it and said calmly,"I was scared to death."”
He turned around disinterestedly and waved his hand."Burn it. It's an eyesore."
"Oh."
Ling Long responded and immediately realized that her master was asking her to do it.
Her face turned pale.
No, Master? Don't go.
Looking at Jiang Fan's back as he left, she opened her mouth but eventually swallowed it back.
After observing his surroundings, he quickly took out a Flame Talisman from the jade pendant and threw it on the corpse.
The flames ignited and enveloped the other party.
Even though she was afraid, Exquisite still stood at the door to make sure that the flames had finally burned out.
In less than half a minute, a corpse had already turned into ashes. A gust of mountain wind blew past, lifting the ashes up and fusing them into the world, never to be seen again.
Exquisite heaved a sigh of relief, closed the door, and returned to the Taoist temple.
Jiang Fan had already sat down in the main hall. He wasn't surprised at all.
From the moment the remnant fiend escaped, his fate was already decided.
This was a type of illusion attached to the Yuan Shen Art, distorting reality and illusion.
From the beginning to the end, the remnant fiend had never left the radius of ten miles.
And he himself died because of his inner demons.
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