Myth News Forecast

Outside the Vairocana Hall of Longxing Temple.

A bald young man with well-defined muscles, dressed in a gray robe, stood holding a long stick.

Although his eyes were slightly narrowed, it was easy to tell from his serious expression and the occasional twitching of his ears that he was trying to find the whereabouts of the demon.

Not long after.

"Brother Hengchong, there are no unusual phenomena in the Guanyin Hall."

A rather thin, bald young monk ran over to report to him.

"Senior Brother Hengchong, there are no unusual phenomena in the Ksitigarbha Hall either."

Another rather stocky young monk jogged over, panting, to report.

The thin and fat men are Heng Yun and Heng Xin, Heng Chong's junior brothers. They are both extraordinary individuals who subdued their natal spirits a month ago.

One is ranked 220st, and the other is ranked 149th.

They had just been assigned to different halls by Heng Chong, hoping to be the first to detect the unusual activity of the demons descending to earth, but unfortunately they returned empty-handed.

Heng Chong opened his eyes: "Since there are no unusual phenomena in the Guanyin Hall, Ksitigarbha Hall, and Vairocana Hall, it means that the demons may be in the Heavenly King Hall and the Great Buddha Hall."

Longxing Temple has six main halls and houses 82 Buddhist statues.

Five of the main halls enshrine well-known Buddha statues, while the rear hall enshrines some lesser-known guardian deities and smaller Buddhas.

However, Hengchong excluded all the small Buddha statues in the back hall from the very beginning.

Because the forecast clearly states that it is not advisable to try and force it.

This means that the demon is incredibly powerful.

Only a large Buddha statue fits the needs of this brute-force type of demon.

"Come on, follow me."

Heng Chong did not separate the two again, after all, demons are not stupid and know how to pick on the weak.

The three of them followed the stone path to the main hall, which was unusually quiet, except for the crackling sound of incense and candles.

Heng Chong looked up and carefully observed the face of Shakyamuni Buddha, as if trying to see something from the golden Buddha statue.

Behind him, Hengyun nudged Hengxin with his elbow.

"Hey, do you feel anything?"

Hengxin pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

Hengyun said disappointedly, "Even your natal spirit isn't working. Isn't it supposed to be able to foresee the future?"

Hengxin snorted: "Get lost. If I could foresee the future, would I be ranked so low? My bullfish can only sense hostility and threats in the short term. If the demons don't come after me, there's nothing I can do."

"Alright." Hengyun gripped the stick in his hand. "Then let's stick together, so we can fight off any demons that attack us."

Hengxin didn't expose him because he was afraid of dying.

Because he himself was afraid.

As wild superhumans protected by the temple, they encountered very few demons and monsters.

Although he had senior brother Hengchong to teach him by example, this was the first time he had faced a fierce-level demon.

Moreover, I heard that two ghosts recently appeared in a certain fierce-level ghost realm. Could it be that there are two fierce-level demons this time as well?

Thinking of this, Hengxin's worries intensified.

Next, the three of them walked around the main hall of the temple without any accidents.

"Strange, could the demons have escaped?"

Hengyun deliberately raised his voice to remind his senior brother.

Heng Chong's expression remained unchanged: "Impossible. Longxing Temple only has a total of 5 extraordinary individuals. Those two official extraordinary individuals are both at level 1, which poses little threat to a fierce-level demon. It won't run away."

Hengxin and Hengyun exchanged a glance, thinking that according to their senior brother, the two of them didn't seem to pose much of a threat to the powerful demons, so why did they need to come and make up the numbers?

"It seems the main hall isn't there... Let's go to the Heavenly King Hall."

Heng Chong, carrying his stick, left first, followed closely by his two junior brothers.

Taking a shortcut around the courtyard wall, the three arrived at the last main hall, the Hall of Heavenly Kings.

The Hall of Heavenly Kings is a semi-enclosed hall, with only one main entrance for entry and exit year-round.

To emphasize the majesty of the Buddha statue, not many electric lights were deliberately installed inside; only candles and lamps were used for daily lighting.

Six feet slowly stepped into the hall.

The bright sunlight was blocked by the heavy vermilion wooden doors and windows, and the three people's vision suddenly darkened, which made them feel eerie.

The air inside the hall was chilly, carrying the scent of ancient wood and incense, which weighed heavily on the hearts of the two junior brothers.

At the four corners of the main hall, four statues of Heavenly Kings and Buddhas stand solemnly, each occupying a corner, steadily guarding the entire dark hall.

Normally, when they are on duty in the temple, watching the worshippers being intimidated by the eerie statue of the Heavenly King and sincerely kneeling to worship Buddha, they would only feel amused and proud.

But now that I'm facing the imposing and majestic statue of the Heavenly King, I suddenly feel an urge to flee the spot as quickly as possible.

After all, they didn't know whether Buddha existed or not, but the existence of fierce-level demons was real.

If things go wrong, it could really kill someone!

Hengxin is in a better state because his natal spirit, the Ox Fish, can sense danger and remain calm.

Hengyun, however, was not in such a good mood. He followed closely behind Hengxin, breathing heavily, gripping the wooden stick tightly with both hands, and looking around haphazardly.

Of the three, only Heng Chong remained expressionless.

"Don't be afraid. If any demons make a move, step back immediately and let me handle it."

"Understood, Senior Brother."

Hengchong stood before the Eastern Heavenly King Dhritarashtra, observing intently.

His innate spirit is unrelated to detection, so he can only rely on the naked eye.

However, he trusted his intuition. As a Tier 2 transcendent being, he had defeated many demons along the way and believed that he had a 70-80% understanding of their habits.

Especially for demons of this brute force type, they often jump out without needing to be lured.

With this in mind, he had already passed the Eastern King Dhritarashtra and the Southern King Virudhaka, and arrived near the Western King Virupaksha.

However, he kept glancing around out of the corner of his eye.

"Hurry up, stop looking and keep up with your senior brother." Heng Yun saw that the distance between the three of them had widened a bit, so he immediately nudged Heng Xin, who was still searching.

"There are definitely no demons in the places where your senior brother has been, so what are you afraid of?"

Hengxin was annoyed by Hengyun's overreaction, so he shook his hand and distanced himself from him.

"That's true." Hengyun also felt that he had lost his composure, so he patted his chest to calm his anxious heart.

This one action caused the three-person team to become somewhat disjointed.

Hengchong was at the very front, already close to the Northern Heavenly King.

Hengxin then quickly walked to the statue of the Western Heavenly King.

Only Hengyun remained in front of the Southern Heavenly King Buddha statue.

He was about to leave when a cold wind blew from above, making him shiver involuntarily.

"Where did the wind come from?"

Heng Yun subconsciously looked up.

But the next second, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

A large, ochre-colored Buddha face, with wide-open, angry eyes and no trace of compassion or peace, appeared without warning above his head, brandishing a sharp sword, looking ferocious and terrifying!

"what!"

"Senior brother!" Hengxin screamed, watching as Hengyun's head was chopped off by the Southern Heavenly King of Growth!

"Pfft!"

Blood was splattered on the Buddha niche, freezing the air completely.

Heng Chong, who had rushed over but failed to save his junior brother, was furious. He swung the wooden stick, which was wrapped in black light, and shouted, "Die!"