The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 1242 Not even worthy of looking up
"Yes, he suddenly appeared when we were gathering, saying that he also had relatives who had been captured by the Dark Temple, so we went together."

"We received information that a group of people from the Dark Temple were passing by. We only intended to ambush and kill them, but we did not expect that you, Divine Envoy, would also be here."

"If we had known you were here, we wouldn't have dared to intercept you even if we had a thousand lives."

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As Yunran listened to these people eagerly recounting the whole story, she was afraid that if she spoke too slowly, the opportunity would go to someone else.

Seeing the scene before them, the subordinates' awe of Yunran reached a new level.

Previously, their awe stemmed more from fear of Yun Ran's identity; now, it is because of Yun Ran herself.

With top-notch strength, status, wealth, and cunning, they are people who even feel they are not worthy of looking up to.

Yunran was unaware of the psychological changes in the people around her; all she could see in her eyes was the sigh that she didn't want to hear in these messages.

It seemed that she would have to find out the identity of that variable herself, and she immediately lost the will to stay there any longer.

"Give them the medicine, and the rest are yours. Also, release them tomorrow."

The subordinate nodded quickly upon hearing this.

At this moment, let alone releasing these people in the dungeon, they wouldn't question it even if they were allowed to stab themselves twice.

Yunran stepped out of the dungeon and looked at the moonlight and starry sky, which were much brighter than the world a thousand years later.

Suddenly, she had the idea of ​​going to that altar to take a look.

Along the way, even when they encountered patrolling people, once they saw clearly the black robe Yun Ran was wearing, no one dared to step forward to stop her.

Even in places that are forbidden to many, Yun Ran, dressed in a black robe, moves freely without hindrance.

At this moment, Yunran truly understood how useful the identity of the Divine Envoy was.

This not only left these people without the slightest suspicion, but also made their power seem limitless.

Yun Ran quickly arrived at the altar. There were many arrays in the vicinity, and those who did not understand them could easily fall into them.

Yun Ran had learned quite a bit about the methods of these black-robed men, since the Special Administration Bureau had collected all the underground palaces near the Death Mountain.

Xie Xuzhi even organized all their books, and Yun Ran 'just happened' to see the complete version of these materials before they were put into the top-secret archives.

The formations before us bear a striking resemblance to those in the information from the Death Mountain.

This made Yunran believe that whether it was the black-robed man hiding behind the Death Mountain causing trouble or the black-robed man in the current illusion of obsession, they should belong to the same school.

They are simply scattered in different spatial regions due to historical or temporal reasons.

Just as the real Qingfeng Temple does not exist in the world of this book.

However, because of her presence as the young master of Qingfeng Temple, a branch of Qingfeng Temple also exists in this world within the book.

The essence and heritage are the same.

Perhaps, many, many years later, Yunran will have long since disappeared into the long river of history.

Some people, like her, might also appear in this world of the book by chance.

At that time, that person will also feel that the Qingfeng Temple in this book world is so similar to the Qingfeng Temple he (or she) has ever seen.

The moment Yunran stepped into the altar's formation, the formation was immediately activated.

Some people were secretly watching from the shadows, not daring to have any opinion on Yunran's whereabouts.

However, as human beings, curiosity is inevitable. They also wanted to know why this divine messenger had suddenly come to the altar.

During the day, this divine messenger punished quite a few people by making them kneel all day.

At that moment, when they saw the array light up, some of the people who were spying in the dark immediately started breathing heavily, almost unable to hide their figures.

The people around him were so frightened that they immediately stepped forward and covered the man's nose, their eyes filled with lingering fear.

These people may seem quite imposing on the surface, but once someone enters this stronghold, their life and death are in their hands.

However, when faced with someone of the rank of Divine Envoy, their lives are not even worth as much as a dog's.

Whatever the divine messenger wants to do, they can watch.

However, if they make a sound and disturb the divine messenger, they will truly lose their lives.

It wasn't that there weren't prisoners in the past who pretended to be docile, but when they were brought to the altar, they would suddenly attack, wanting to die together with the prisoners.

In the end, those delusional prisoners all died under the formation of this altar.

At this moment, seeing the formation suddenly light up, it's no wonder that those who were spying on it were so surprised.

However, the scene they imagined where the formation would harm people did not occur, and Yunran calmly stepped forward.

All those formations were activated, but they did not attack Yun Ran.

Instead, it was as if they were queuing up to activate as if to welcome 'VIPs,' and all the attacks were suspended.

Now, it wasn't just one person who was surprised; everyone who had been watching couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

What happened to the promise that once the formation was activated, it wouldn't be withdrawn unless blood was drawn?

So all those sword fights and bloodbaths they'd witnessed before were just a case of treating people differently based on their status!

Unseen by anyone, Yun Ran casually held a magical artifact that resembled gold but was not.

If the dragon spirit were here, it would definitely recognize it.

Isn't this the magical artifact he pulled out from the pillars in the underground palace on the other side of the Death Mountain?

"I never expected that this thing would be useful here."

Yunran walked up to the altar and slowly made her way to the center.

There was no longer any smell of blood here, and even the remaining crimson traces had completely disappeared.

Yunran tried to search the vicinity for any vengeful spirits or remnants of souls.

I tried several times, but there was nothing here; it was unbelievably clean.

If one hadn't witnessed the previous sacrifices firsthand, few would believe that this seemingly clean place was so bloody.

"Is this what they call the power of the gods?"

Yun Ran chuckled, then memorized all the totems on the altar before slowly walking back.

If this were truly the real world, Yunran would destroy this altar even if she exerted all her strength.

Unfortunately, this is just an illusion; everything here is part of history that once happened.

Even if she is the young master of Qingfeng Temple, it cannot change what has already happened.