163: Chapter 163 Chaotian Temple

Han Jingyang picked up the token and nodded to Bai Sixing. "Let's begin."

Bai Sixing sat motionless, slowly closing his eyes as if circulating his energy.

The next second.

The scorching mass of Qi within Bai Sixing's body began to flow slowly, condensing into a sun within a few breaths.

This sun, condensed from Qi, was almost indistinguishable from a real sun.

Scorching!

Blinding!

Even Han Jingyang couldn't help but squint.

Then, he saw this sun slowly rise from Bai Sixing's dantian, like a morning sun climbing from the horizon; the higher it rose, the more intense it became.

Until it climbed to the top of his head, it could almost rival the midday sun.

The intense light was like a sharp sword cutting through the haze; wherever it touched, the black aura above the courtyard dissipated.

Only then did the black aura sense danger, churning and gradually condensing.

Wisps of black aura emerged from the people subdued by Bai Sixing and Liu Jing, attempting to merge with the black aura in mid-air, but they were swept away by the scorching, yang-dominant aura the moment they appeared, leaving nothing behind in an instant.

Domineering!

Sharp!

Powerful!

It truly is the most rigid and yang-dominant Qi!

Its power is almost on par with the "Great Sun Light" skill used previously.

Old man Bai Sixing is really something.

Seeing that the mass of black gas was about to be completely destroyed by Bai Sixing's "Gang Qi," he hurriedly shouted, "Alright, you can stop now."

Bai Sixing withdrew his power.

The small sun retracted into his dantian like lightning and quickly dispersed evenly, returning to its original state as a mass of Qi, though it was weaker than before, showing that the consumption during those few short seconds was significant.

He didn't know if this consumed Qi could be recovered, or how much time it would take to replenish it.

No matter.

Pursue the culprit.

Han Jingyang focused intently and saw the remaining black gas drifting westward as if fleeing for its life, so he quickly got into the car and pointed out the direction.

Shi Xiaoya stepped on the gas and sped off.

However, how could something running on the ground keep up with something in the sky?

After just one turn, everything was out of sight.

Han Jingyang calmly gripped the bronze token and activated the "Tracking" attribute.

The next second, a phantom trail appeared in the sky, looking like a mark left by flowing water.

It was faint, but it couldn't escape Han Jingyang's sight.

Han Jingyang was overjoyed and pointed in that direction. "Chase them!"

Liu Jing was also happy. "Boss, did you find it?"

"Yeah, it's time for your boss to make a contribution. A case they couldn't solve for years hasn't lasted a day in my hands. Fame and success are within reach today, and it's a good chance to let the big shots from the Capital see how capable the people of Quancheng are!"

Shi Xiaoya drove with focus, speeding along.

However, as they went on, the expressions of the three people in the car gradually turned strange.

This direction...

They were going in a circle, right?

Could it be that the culprit is hiding in Dongpo Village?

Shi Xiaoya turned to look at Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang gritted his teeth. "Keep chasing. No matter who this culprit is, where they are hiding, or if they have some special status, they won't stop me from achieving fame and success."

They continued the chase.

The car entered Dongpo Village.

The car drove through Dongpo Village, entered Xipo Village, and finally stopped in front of a small Taoist temple.

Shi Xiaoya asked in a low voice, "Is this the place?"

Han Jingyang nodded.

Liu Jing gripped her knife with both hands, eager for action. "Call for support? Or should we just charge in?"

Han Jingyang shook his head with a grave expression. "Something's wrong, very wrong. Reverse, reverse further. Back up at least five or ten meters."

The car backed away slowly.

Shi Xiaoya also asked with a grave expression, "Is there danger?"

"Yes."

"Very dangerous?"

"I can't quite gauge the opponent's background."

"What do you mean?"

"There is... a deity here."

Shi Xiaoya was shocked. "A deity?"

Liu Jing also widened her eyes. "How is that possible? Isn't it said that there are no deities in this world?"

Han Jingyang took a deep breath. "Not the deities from myths and legends, but a man-made construct. However, its supernatural powers, abilities, and way of existence are infinitely close to those of a deity."

Shi Xiaoya listened in astonishment. "This..."

Liu Jing, however, was thoughtful. "Boss, is it like Lord Guan?"

Han Jingyang shook his head again. "Similar, but not quite the same. This one seems to have a tiny bit of intelligence."

"Intelligence?"

"I wouldn't call it intelligence; 'animal instinct' is more accurate. Of course, it could also be something imposed by someone through some means."

"Doesn't that make it similar to some legendary incense-based divinity? Formed by pure human belief; if the belief collapses, the deity dies and vanishes."

"There are some differences," Han Jingyang said, his brows furrowed, feeling that this was a bit tricky.

The Taoist temple ahead was small.

It only had three rooms.

The perimeter wall was low, and one could see the situation inside the courtyard by standing on tiptoe.

It wasn't decorated, nor was it even cleaned well; weeds and even millet grew high and low on the courtyard walls.

Overall, it looked dilapidated and completely unremarkable, much like an abandoned old house in the village.

However, in Han Jingyang's vision, the plaque hanging above the main hall door was extraordinary. The three characters "Chaotian Temple" emitted a faint golden light, gold mixed with black, with a hint of red in the black. It was full of Majesty, yet eerie, with a dark tone that made one afraid to look directly at it.

Moreover, the moment he approached, a tall and fierce figure instantly appeared at the entrance of the main hall, resembling the legendary Vajra Warrior.

But this warrior was pitch black, holding a snake in his left hand and a sword in his right. His robes were formed from black aura, and as he moved, the black aura drifted, exuding great power.

Furthermore, this deity-like warrior was very unfriendly, baring his fangs and brandishing his snake and sword at Han Jingyang, as if wanting to tear Han Jingyang apart alive. His expression was vivid, and he even kept opening his mouth to speak, though no sound came out.

This was the first time Han Jingyang had encountered such an existence, so he had to be cautious.

The Lord Guan and even the True Martial Emperor he had seen before, while resembling deities, were only resemblances. In reality, one could tell at a glance that they were phantoms without intelligence.

This warrior, however, was different; his body seemed substantial, with a strong sense of texture, and his movements and expressions were more natural, more like a living person.

As Han Jingyang and his companions backed away, the warrior retreated back into the hall, leaving only the three characters "Chaotian Temple" faintly glowing.

What to do?

Brave the dragon's den alone?

Or notify Bai Sixing or Zhang Zhiyang?

As Han Jingyang was weighing the pros and cons, his phone rang; it was a number from the Capital.

He answered, and Bai Sixing's anxious voice came through. "Little Han, Mr. Han, wait, I'll be there immediately. Ten minutes, no, eight minutes. Do not act rashly. Wait for me, please!"

Han Jingyang let out a breath.

Might as well wait.

As expected of someone from the official channels, their information is well-informed. I had just parked, and they already received the news.

Could it be that a Tracking device was installed on the car?

No, there's no need to take such risks. These days, mobile phone Tracking, high and low-altitude drone surveillance, and even satellite monitoring can achieve real-time Tracking, and these methods are almost impossible to detect. Conversely, installing a Tracking device is not only high-risk but also inefficient.

These days, going against the official authorities is really not a good idea; there's no chance of winning at all.

The power of technology is very strong.

But he said aloud, "I'll give you five minutes. After five minutes, whether you arrive or not, I will launch an attack directly. That's it, hanging up."