Chen Miaotong frowned as she watched this scene. Watching Zhang Rongfang gradually walk away.
She finally couldn’t help but speak.
"Chairman Wen, why do I feel that Iron Daoist isn’t avoiding you... but more like he’s avoiding sothing else?"
Wen Shaodong glanced at Chen Miaotong, noticing the girl’s graceful appearance and slender figure, his attitude improved slightly.
He carefully recalled Iron Daoist just now.
"This young lady makes a good point, indeed, Iron Daoist’s movents are very suspicious. Perhaps he is looking for suitable new females to use as sacrifices.
If it weren’t for our numbers and full preparation, he might have already attacked."
Rumors of the forest girls say those females were taken as sacrifices.
What Wen Shaodong said made sense too, but Chen Miaotong always felt that the one who just left...
Daring to leave alone in such a dangerous dense forest certainly shows great confidence.
After all, Iron Daoist has killed so many people in succession.
That person... still has such courage.
This inevitably invites so speculation.
Moreover, Chen Miaotong has always been observant since she was little.
Previously, she noticed twice the subtle movents between Iron Daoist and Zhang Rongfang.
This made her feel vaguely as if the person who left might know sothing.
Even more exaggeratingly, she felt that Iron Daoist seed afraid to approach because of that person.
But such speculation is too outlandish for her to voice.
Seeing so many people gathering around, starting to scatter under Wen Shaodong’s command, maintaining vigilance.
mbers of the Zhengming Association, holding secret weapons, spread out evenly, vigilant about the surrounding environnt.
Chen Miaotong’s heart also felt more at ease, after all, with so many people around her, it felt completely different.
"Sister, stop overthinking things, cooperate well with Chairman Wen. You haven’t seen it before, just now how formidable Iron Daoist was...."
Lin Huan approached, her expression still tinged with a trace of fear.
"That man was incredibly strong, his armor was impenetrable. We couldn’t hit him with poison powder and fire oil.
Just watched as people around got killed one by one...."
Listening to her description, Chen Miaotong’s heart rose too.
But at this mont, torches illuminated the forest, making the surroundings bright and clear.
Such brightness eased her inner restlessness a lot.
"Let’s go, keep moving forward." Wen Shaodong said aloud, "According to the information we obtained, Iron Daoist’s dwelling should be a short distance ahead in the abandoned Taoist temple.
We can fully ambush him there, eliminating this scoundrel completely!"
The Zhengming Association mbers were highly spirited and responded robustly.
Those among the just severely injured scattered group, and other surviving parties’ faces also paled, feeling slightly more secure hearing the shouts.
So many people here, coupled with their preparedness, Iron Daoist will definitely co but not leave!
Wen Shaodong’s words gave them trendous confidence.
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In the dense forest....
Zhang Rongfang accelerated his pace, continuously overcoming ground obstacles.
Fallen dead trees, scattered stone piles, risen earth mounds, sunken cracks, gorges.
The terrain throughout the dense forest was quite complex.
Occasionally, black birds resembling vultures flew overhead, letting out strange cries.
These black birds seem to focus solely on living beings.
Zhang Rongfang ran a certain distance, looked up, and saw new black birds perched on branches.
Soon, ahead appeared a worn-down black Taoist temple.
From afar, the temple looked like a dark courtyard surrounded and concealed by foliage.
The gate was half broken, partially missing.
Inside the yard were fallen leaves, branches, mud everywhere.
The original brick floor was all cracked, chipped, imperfect. So grass even grew out from the cracks.
Large cracks scarred the surrounding walls, covered layer upon layer with climbing vines and withered creepers.
Dead creepers underneath were weighed down by new ones, hiding them.
Layer upon layer, forming walls that from afar seed woven from vines.
Zhang Rongfang slowly approached the gate.
Looking through the incomplete sections into the yard.
Inside, a rusty incense burner lay desolate in the middle. The burner was filled with filthy water.
Random leaves and dead insects floated in the water.
"Is this the Great Chong Temple?"
Zhang Rongfang glanced at the plaque, Gong Shuyin’s note to him ntioned Yinhuai Forest Great Chong Temple.
The original inscriptions on the plaque had long faded, only so residual traces remained.
He stepped through the courtyard gate, looked around.
Both sides held dim rooms with black doorways.
Directly ahead, the divine hall’s door was open, inside were cracked statues, already color-faded.
Zhang Rongfang approached the divine hall, looking upwards.
The deity statue worshipped here was a three-eyed, four-ard figure holding four different colored Ruyi.
"Celestial Venerable of Four Images...." Zhang Rongfang had been in the Great Dao Teaching long enough to recognize many of its deities, among them was this one overseeing truth and falsehood, reality and illusion, a special Celestial Venerable.
"Celestial Venerable of Four Images is generally worshipped in the inner hall... it’s a deity supervising ntal illness. Its followers are often healers... but here, it’s placed in the main hall."
He wandered in the main hall, confirming no traces of human life around.
Next to the statue, in a corner of the hall, he discovered a decayed nearly collapsing dicine chest.
The dicine chest was desolate inside, completely empty.
"Could this be a Taoist temple belonging to my Great Dao Teaching?"
Zhang Rongfang quickly connected, recalling that his primary martial arts training also stemd from the Great Dao Teaching—Rejuvenation Purification Talisman Manual.
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