Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

"Let's go, distinguished guests."

The old man didn't pay attention to Chen Feng and Wu Jian's reactions.

He turned around and slowly walked up the stone steps leading to the top of the mountain.

The "people" around them, dressed in hunting robes, also made way for them, staring at the two with extremely strange eyes.

That look in his eyes was like looking at two lambs about to be slaughtered and sacrificed.

"What should we do?"

Wu Jian's face turned pale. He instinctively tried to retreat, but found that his retreat was blocked by those figures.

Moreover, that death train has completely disappeared.

They are now like two prisoners trapped on a deserted island, with no way to escape.

"Follow them."

Chen Feng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart.

"Since Buddha has sent us here, we have no reason to back down."

At this point, he had no choice but to trust Lin Chuan.

Inside the Temple of Rebirth.

Lin Chuan carefully observed the old man and the figures dressed as Yin-Yang Masters around him through Chen Feng's perspective.

On the panel deep within his consciousness, prompts kept popping up:

[A high-risk, forbidden clan has been detected!]

[Target 1: The Heavenly Eternal Venerable God's retinue—The Twisted and Distorted Being (the Elder)!]

[Terror Level: S-Rank, Tier 1, Forbidden!]

[Target 2: Tenjou Ritsu-zun's Clan - Ordinary Clan (Rank A)!]

[Terror Level: A-level!!]

【…】

"S-rank, Tier 1..."

Lin Chuan felt a slight chill.

How could an old man who was just guiding the way be an S-level taboo?

Moreover, the figures around them were all strange beings of rank A or higher!

"Chen Feng, Wu Jian, follow them."

Lin Chuan's voice echoed in their minds.

"Let's see what they're really up to."

"Don't worry, I'm always here!"

"yes!"

With Lin Chuan's promise, the two felt somewhat at ease and reluctantly followed the old man towards the shrine at the top of the mountain.

The higher you go, the more bizarre the surrounding scenery becomes.

The once deserted streets were suddenly filled with pedestrians.

They were dressed in all sorts of clothes, from modern suits to ancient attire.

They walked, talked, and bought and sold things on the street.

The shops along the roadside lit up, and shouts of vendors could be heard.

here……

It's like a bustling, vibrant market.

If it weren't for that writhing pink mass of flesh in the sky and the nauseating smell of blood in the air...

Chen Feng even wondered if he had returned to the eve of the terrifying resurgence of the apocalypse.

"These...they are all...living people?"

Wu Jian watched this scene with his eyes filled with confusion and fear.

"No."

Chen Feng shook his head, his gaze icy, interrupting Wu Jian's unrealistic fantasy.

"These people... are definitely not alive."

He could sense that these seemingly normal "people" had no life in them.

They are like a group of puppets on strings, acting out their lives on the streets beneath the shrine.

"hehe……"

As if he had overheard their whispered conversation, the old man walking ahead suddenly stopped, turned around, and revealed a half-smile on his wrinkled face.

"Two of you, in the Kingdom of the Lord, there is no distinction between life and death."

"By believing in our Lord, one can obtain eternal life..."

"Eternity?"

Chen Feng sneered inwardly but remained silent.

The old man seemed to see right through him, and then murmured to himself:

"When you two see the true face of our Lord, you will understand the truth of all this."

After saying that, he continued walking forward.

As he walked, he said in a hoarse voice:

"Before you see our Lord, I have three rules to tell you."

"This concerns whether you will receive the blessing, and also your safety..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng and Wu Jian became even more vigilant.

When the old man mentioned "rules," he spoke very slowly, as if deliberately drawing out his words:

"Rule One: The blessing process must be performed with utmost sincerity! No matter what you see or hear, you must not make any sound, nor engage in any disrespectful behavior!"

"Rule Two: To receive the blessing, you must offer one thing from your possession to the Great Ruler! This thing must be your most treasured possession!"

"Rule Three: The blessing ceremony must be completed! Those who withdraw midway... will be punished by heaven!!"

After hearing these three rules, both of them looked very unpleasant.

Especially the second one.

Take out your most cherished possession?

For most people, the most precious thing is their own life!

"What if...we don't have anything we cherish?"

Wu Jian tentatively asked the old man.

"No?"

The old man stopped and looked back at him, a faint pink light flashing in his eyes.

"Then offer your soul... to my Lord."

Upon hearing this, Wu Jian trembled and was too frightened to speak.

"in addition……"

The old man seemed to remember something and added another sentence.

"If your good fortune is deep enough..."

"There is even a chance to serve at the side of the 'Great Ruler'."

"That would be... the greatest honor."

"Of course, even those with average fortune can become members of my lord's [Heavenly Constant Venerable]'s clan, just like me..."

As he spoke, a morbid fanaticism and pride appeared on his face.

Chen Feng sneered inwardly.

To become a member of the Kinkaku (family/familia)?

That would be to become a complete monster!

However, he didn't say anything more, and just continued to follow the old man silently.

Half an hour later.

They finally arrived at the shrine at the top of the mountain.

This is an extremely magnificent and ancient shrine.

The enormous torii gate stands tall in the clouds, seemingly connecting heaven and earth.

In the center of the shrine is a huge altar.

That altar, also known as the...blessing platform!

"arrive."

The old man stopped before the altar, knelt down respectfully, and then urged Chen Feng and Wu Jian:

"Please welcome our two distinguished guests to the stage."

Chen Feng looked up.

Above the altar, the pinkish mass of flesh was writhing violently.

Countless pink raindrops fell from the chunks of meat.

The raindrops didn't fall to the ground; instead, they hovered in mid-air, emitting a hazy glow.

Every drop of rain contains the ultimate chaos and disorder.

"This is... the blood of rules?"

Chen Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

He could sense that if an ordinary living person got wet from this rain, they would probably be instantly assimilated into a piece of flesh.

Even those who control demons, relying on the power of strange rules, cannot withstand the rain for too long!

"Buzz!!"

Just then.

An invisible barrier suddenly appeared around the two of them.

That's Lin Chuan's power of rules!

Protected by this barrier, the pink raindrops couldn't get any closer.

With Lin Chuan's protection, the two exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and decided to step onto the altar first.

But the moment they stepped onto the altar...

Rumble!!!

The pinkish-red mass in the sky suddenly began to tremble violently.

It seemed to sense something and began to expand and contract wildly.