There are many statues on the second floor. Xiao Chen counted eighteen of them!

"Eighteen Arhats?"

Xiao Chen has a bit of a bad taste, but it’s a pity he’s not bald!

He felt it carefully and found that there was no spiritual energy at all. These were all dead things.

It can be seen that the person from Aoyama Shrine is not here.

Xiao Chen held the Xuanyuan knife and continued walking up to the third floor.

Just as he stepped onto the third floor, another gust of wind blew by...

Xiao Chen was startled, turned around and struck with a knife.

Whoosh!

Golden light suddenly flashed.

Although he failed, Xiao Chen's expression became solemn... It shouldn't be Yin Feng, but something, but it was invisible!

The magic weapon has spirit. If it were just the wind, then Xuanyuan Sword would not be able to shine with golden light!

It must have hit something just now, but he couldn't see it with his naked eyes!

What on earth!

"Is it a divine soul? It has escaped from the idol and can wander around?"

Xiao Chen made a guess and his hair stood up.

If this is the case, then such a spirit... should be called a 'ghost', right?

"What the hell, is it really a ghost?"

Xiao Chen is so courageous. If it were anyone else, he would probably be scared to death.

But even he was feeling frightened... This time it seemed like he was going too far!

"Boss Fuxi, you have to work hard. You are China's ancient giant. You are just a brat. You can kill him with just one breath, right?"

Xiao Chen muttered in his heart to embolden himself.

Although he didn't know whether Fuxi was in the bone ring, it definitely had a spirit!

Maybe... Xiao Chen's knife just now angered the beings in the shrine.

The dark wind howled... and even made a sound like a ghost crying.

"Pretend to be a ghost..."

Xiao Chen frowned and held the Xuanyuan knife tightly, ready to strike at any time.

He walked around the third floor and saw that there were stairs, so he continued walking up.

Huhuhu...

The wind on the fourth floor was even stronger, and even Xiao Chen's clothes were blown away.

"If this is really a ghost, then it must also be an evil ghost, right?"

Xiao Chen muttered, no wonder those Onmyoji didn't chase after them... They were afraid!

Just as he was muttering, his eyes fell on one place.

There, there is a statue of a god. It is so big that it almost occupies the entire height of the fourth floor, with its head touching the roof!

This statue... was dressed in black and white hunting clothes and a tall hat on his head, with skinny cheeks and red eyes.

"The combination of black and white and impermanence?"

Xiao Chen looked at this statue and was stunned... because this statue was very similar to the image of black and white and impermanence in China!

However, the clothes on his body were half black and half white.

"Even if you don't transform... it should be quick, right?"

Xiao Chen had a feeling that he was looking at the statue, and the statue... seemed to be staring at him too!

Those red eyes look very strange!

Under the gaze of these eyes, a cold air rose from under Xiao Chen's feet, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was in a daze!

He even shivered several times in succession.

"Oh shit!"

Xiao Chen used the Chaos Technique and took a few steps back, no longer looking into the eyes of the statue.

Soon, a warmth rose from his Dantian, traveling along his meridians and throughout his limbs.

In about a minute, the almost frozen body returned to normal.

Xiao Chen was shocked, what happened just now?

Onmyoji’s methods?

Or is it the means of ‘God’?

"Stop pretending, if you have self-awareness, come out!"

Xiao Chen raised the Xuanyuan knife, pointed the blade directly at the statue, and said coldly.

"Who...are you!"

Suddenly, an extremely cold voice sounded from all directions.

Xiao Chen was shocked. It wasn't a spiritual transmission? It was a voice? It seemed like this person had really transformed!
Chapter completed!