You've already caught the embroidered ball, and you still say it's not my husband?

The pearl crocodile lurked in the black water river next to Wanfu Temple, occasionally surfacing to quietly peek out with half of its head showing.

"I hope Master will be alright..."

She was constantly worried about Lu Xuan, her big eyes fixed on the silent Wanfu Temple on the mountaintop.

Although Lu Xuan's cultivation level is very high and he is very powerful, the old woman from the Black Fiend Sect and others are also very terrifying. It is extremely dangerous for Lu Xuan to enter Wanfu Temple alone!

This seventh-rank crocodile, aside from useless worry and feelings of inferiority, was completely unable to help its master. It could only obey Lu Xuan's orders and obediently stay in the river...

suddenly!

Pearl felt an immense suction force coming from underwater, so strong that it almost pulled her, who weighed several tons, away.

She struggled frantically to swim away, and the suction weakened a little. In the blink of an eye, the river's water level dropped by a whopping three feet!

Pearl exclaimed in horror, "What...what happened?"

While she was still in shock and confusion, she suddenly noticed a golden dot in the distant sky.

The point of light rapidly approached, and soon it became clear that it was a large golden eagle, with a dozen or twenty people standing on its back. These people were all dressed in black phoenix robes, with startled phoenix knives hanging at their waists, their eyes sharp and their aura imposing...

It was none other than the Demon Suppression Division members who had come to Wanfu Temple to support Lu Xuan!

Bao Bulu was also on it, head held high, looking quite majestic.

"Great! It's Donkey Boss with reinforcements!" Pearl was very worried about Lu Xuan, but she was overjoyed to see Donkey Boss with reinforcements.

At the same time, she was also a little shy, and quickly pulled her long head back into the water...

"Commander, Wanfu Temple is just ahead," the golden eagle warned in human language, flapping its enormous golden wings.

"Hmm." Nangong Yourong nodded slightly, her expression solemn, her eyes gazing at the ancient temple a mile or two below. "Captain Lu, are you still alive...?"

However, the distance is relatively far, and many towering ancient trees in the temple cover many areas, making it difficult to see clearly.

Nangong Yourong urged impatiently, "Faster!"

Gurgle!

The golden eagle flapped its wings and sped away, its speed increasing even further.

If they had arrived at Wanfu Temple even a second earlier, they might have been able to save Lu Xuan and intercept and wipe out the remnants of the Black Fiend Cult!

In the blink of an eye, the golden eagle had carried everyone close to the sky above the temple.

The members of the Demon Suppression Division looked down at the temple below.

The temple was quiet, with more than a dozen monks' corpses lying haphazardly, but no one else was to be seen...

"Where are Lieutenant Lu and the other remnants?" Nangong Yourong frowned slightly, her tone becoming increasingly urgent.

The monks below were all killed by Lu Xuan. Given Lu Xuan's formidable strength, it shouldn't have been difficult for him to do so.

But what about Lu Xuanren? And what about Yin Po and the others?

There's no sign of him!

They were two or three hundred meters above the temple on the ground, and the ground was dozens of feet below the underground stone chamber, so they didn't notice the movement deep underground for a while.

"It seems the remaining rebels have already fled this place," said an elderly bodyguard beside Nangong Yourong. "And Commandant Lu is very likely... dead somewhere."

The ground below was silent, with only the corpses of the henchmen and no sign of Lu Xuanxing, which made everyone instinctively think of a bad outcome.

Lu Xuan dared to storm Wanfu Temple alone, and even though he killed a group of monks and henchmen, he had almost no chance of winning against the two great protectors of the Black Fiend Sect—Yin Po and Yin Man!

Lu Xuan may have already perished somewhere in the temple, or perhaps he was captured by Yin Man and Yin Po and taken hostage.

"Oh dear, how could Captain Lu be so reckless!"

Many people sighed.

They had no connection with Lu Xuan, and many of them had never even met him. So, they weren't really sad; they felt more regret and resentment.

They complained that Lu Xuan was young and reckless, and insisted on showing off by venturing into Wanfu Temple alone. Lu Xuan's death was a minor matter, but the real problem was that alerting the enemy and missing the opportunity to wipe out the remaining members of the Black Fiend Cult was a major one!

"Is something really wrong with Master?" Bao Bulu asked in a panic, shaking his head as he communicated with Lu Xuan through the Heart Lake.

There was no reply.

It was extremely anxious and sweating profusely.

Nangong Yourong took a deep breath, trying to calm her complex emotions, and waved downwards: "Land!"

The golden eagle, having received the command, was preparing to swoop down and descend—

Chirp! Chirp!

The chipmunk, which had been sitting on Nangong Yourong's shoulder holding a pine cone, seemed to sense danger and suddenly cried out in fear, pointing its tiny finger at the temple below and chirping.

Nangong Yourong was taken aback. As the owner of the chipmunk, she naturally knew what the chipmunk was saying: There is danger below, retreat quickly!

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a rumbling sound coming from the temple below, which grew louder and louder, a tremendous rumbling vibration!

"Get out of the way!"

Nangong Yourong suddenly shouted.

Gurgle!

The golden eagle also sensed the danger and retreated dozens of meters backward at top speed, causing the people on its back to stumble and almost fall off.

The next moment, a deafening roar echoed from the temple below, and everyone witnessed a scene they would never forget.

The temple's main hall was torn apart, and a whirlwind tens of meters wide and hundreds of meters long burst forth from the ground, striking the spot where the golden eagle had just been hovering!

If they hadn't retreated in time, the golden eagle and the people on its back would have been hit by the towering water tornado!

That was close!

The members of the Demon Suppression Division were so frightened that their Adam's apples bobbed, still shaken and filled with confusion.

"What... what's going on?"

"Who designed this water dragon? How did it come out of Manpuku-ji Temple?"

Soon someone shouted, "Look! There's a person lying above the water dragon... It's the Yin Granny!"

Everyone stared intently at the enormous water dragon, where a withered old woman lay, covered in wounds, her bones broken in many places, her eyes wide open, barely clinging to life, as if she had suffered endless torment…

It was none other than Yin Po, the left protector of the Black Fiend Cult!

Around her, the water also carried many female corpses with only their limbs and torsos remaining!

Yin Po, the protector of the Black Fiend Cult, is a fourth-rank cultivator and a master of puppetry... She is the second most dangerous figure among the remnants of the Black Fiend Cult, after Yin Man!

However, at this moment, it was swept up by a water dragon hundreds of feet tall and torn to pieces!

Hiss!

Everyone stared wide-eyed, gasped, and felt their minds buzzing.

I find it utterly unbelievable; I have no idea what's going on!

"Water, there is only water underground, and only with water can a tornado form!" Nangong You Rong thought that Wanfu Temple was built on the mountaintop, and there could only be water in the area below that was parallel to the Blackwater River.

This means that... the Yin Po and her female corpses were washed up from tens or hundreds of feet underground!

The water dragon, weighing hundreds of tons, carried Yin Po and a group of female corpses upwards. How much impact would it take to break through the hundreds of meters thick layer of rock and soil and emerge from the ground?

No wonder the old woman was covered in wounds and on the verge of death!

The old woman's eyes were blank.

She truly hadn't expected Lu Xuan to be this strong...

Of course, if she and Yin Man were both at their peak and unaffected by the Spirit Sealing Powder, they might not necessarily be afraid of Lu Xuan.

Thinking of this, her lips moved slightly, uttering a weak, unwilling sound: "That... bastard... is... an amateur..."

This statement left everyone in the Demon Suppression Division baffled, unable to understand its meaning.

What a scoundrel! What an amateur!

I can't understand a word of it!

Immediately afterwards, a hundred-foot-high water dragon swept down, carrying the Yin Po and her corpse. Hundreds of tons of water crashed heavily into the center of the temple, submerging half of it, and the Yin Po died instantly.

She could never forgive the black-robed man who produced the Spirit-Sealing Powder, even until her death.

If people go to hell after they die, then she would definitely grind that black-robed man to dust a thousand times over down there...