“Senior Brother, something feels off to me.”

The Purple Cloud Sect Dao-companions looked up at the towering city wall ahead and hurried through the gate. Then the woman suddenly stopped.

“……” The man's expression shifted too. He stared at the gate guard beside them and realized the guard didn't seem to see them at all. In an instant, a bead of sweat the size of a bean rolled down his forehead.

“This is bad!”

Jianyang Prefecture was under the protection of the imperial qi. Few dared to use evil methods here. Besides the Earth God, other immortal officials were sure to be stationed in the prefectural yamen, and the Prefect himself could command the imperial qi against an enemy.

Unless that Bodhi Teaching Pilgrim wanted to die, he would never dare to kill anyone inside the city.

The two of them had been marked long ago!

The whole way here, they had never been heading back to the city at all.

With that thought, the man whipped his head around to look through the city gate. What he saw wasn't the familiar long street but what looked like the inside of a dim temple.

There was only one idol in the temple. Its back was to them, but from its clothes it was plainly the same figure as the idol they had seen in that household.

Bang!

With a tremendous crash, the city gate slammed shut, cutting off the last of the light and their way out.

The Dao-companions stood back to back, their faces suddenly white.

When the city gate burns, the fish in the pond get caught in it.

Two Bodhi Teaching Pilgrims were fighting each other, and the three fools who had blundered into it were the pond fish caught in it.

They were done for!

The same dim temple.

The tall young man came to a slow stop, closed the manuscript in his hand and looked up ahead.

Shen Yi had seen a trick of the eye before, but this was the first time he had run into one he hadn't noticed at all.

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