I Can Extract Divine Power-Chapter 141 - 102: Black Heart, Anomaly

But people were still being eliminated one after another.

One of the Jianghu People shouted, "Where is Lord Shen now?"

Wuhua immediately answered.

"Don’t worry about him. A petty trick like this is nothing to him. We need to focus on keeping ourselves safe."

Reassured, the group stopped worrying. They continued down the passage, fending off the intermittent attacks.

The passage was long, and with every passing moment, more Jianghu People were eliminated and teleported away.

The oppressive feeling grew, weighing on them like a great mountain.

As their numbers dwindled, their foreheads were beaded with cold sweat. An unimaginable sense of helplessness washed over them.

Fortunately, their teamwork slowed the rate at which their numbers were being culled.

When the first of the Jianghu People stepped out of the passage, his senses returned, and he breathed a huge sigh of relief.

One by one, more Jianghu People emerged from the passage, drenched in sweat as if they had just bathed in fire.

Wuhua had also just emerged. He flopped onto the ground, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, looking nothing like a Monk. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

It couldn’t be helped. Under these circumstances, just surviving this long was a remarkable feat.

Just then, a cry of alarm drew everyone’s attention. They all turned to look toward the source of the sound.

There, just outside the passage, stood Shen Bai with his back to them.

But behind him loomed a thirty-foot-tall Dharma Golden Body, exuding a mountainous pressure.

And in front of this Dharma Golden Body, Shen Bai had a Mechanical Golden Man pinned to the ground and was brutally smashing it.

With a single punch, the Mechanical Golden Man shattered into a pile of fragments.

At that moment, Shen Bai sensed the movement behind him. He turned and smiled. "Well, look who’s here. I thought you all might need a few more days."

Everyone was stunned into silence.

Only Wuhua, who was on good terms with Shen Bai, dared to ask, "Donor Shen, what happened to you?"

Shen Bai shook his head. "Nothing much. I just smashed my way here. Met another Mechanical Golden Man at the end, so I figured I’d drag it out and smash it too."

As he finished speaking, the area fell utterly silent.

For some reason, an image formed in everyone’s mind.

In it, Shen Bai, with the Dharma Golden Body at his back, plowed through everything like a bulldozer.

Any Mechanical Golden Man that dared to approach was casually shattered into fragments with a single punch.

The sheer force in that image made them all shudder.

Wuhua gave a wry smile. "That certainly is Donor Shen’s style."

Having fought alongside Shen Bai before, Wuhua was well aware of his methods.

Hearing Shen Bai’s casual words, Wuhua had to repeat to himself several times, ’Don’t compare yourself to him,’ before the bitter feeling in his heart began to fade.

Once the sense of helplessness and bitterness had subsided, Wuhua finally began to take in his surroundings.

They had arrived in another enormous space. The walls here were also covered in a golden Buddha’s Light.

Being within it gave one a feeling of warmth.

But not far ahead lay something truly terrifying.

It was a gigantic heart.

The heart was the size of a millstone.

Right now, the heart was beating. THUMP, THUMP, THUMP.

Coils of chains were wrapped around the heart, and pulsing flashes of golden Buddha’s Light flickered along their length.

With every beat, the Buddha’s Light on the chains wavered violently, looking as if it might shatter at any moment.

In addition, the beating heart was drawing in streams of sinister, cold Qi that swirled around it.

Each time the cold Qi swirled, the surrounding temperature would drop, only for the wavering Buddha’s Light to restore it to normal.

Shen Bai looked up and said calmly, "So there’s a weird in the back mountains after all."

This heart was nothing other than a weird.

The weird’s aura flowed from the heart, so palpable that even the most ordinary Cultivator could easily sense it.

As everyone laid eyes on the heart, murmurs began to echo through the chamber.

"Why is there a weird here? This is supposed to be the back mountains of Xuanxin Temple, a place left by the founder."

"I don’t know, but its aura is terrifyingly strong. It looks like the Buddha’s Light is suppressing it."

"It’s definitely suppressing it. Didn’t you see? Every time the Buddha’s Light flares, the weird’s aura weakens. But then the heartbeat pulls the aura right back. As I see it, the two are locked in a struggle."

The discussion reached Shen Bai’s ears.

Shen Bai touched the Amber he carried and turned to Wuhua.

"You’re a disciple of Xuanxin Temple. Can you make any sense of this?"

Just then, Wuhua snapped out of his shock from the scene before him. He whipped his head around. "I think I know what this is."

Hearing this, everyone turned their gaze to him, waiting for his answer.

Wuhua swallowed hard, pressed his palms together, and gathered his thoughts before speaking slowly. "Legend has it that when our Founder was old, he came to Fenglin State and established Xuanxin Temple. But in his youth, the Founder had an immense reputation throughout the Jianghu."

"No one knew why he chose Fenglin State. However, the Founder’s first disciple left a message before he passed away, saying that the Founder came to Fenglin State to suppress a powerful weird."

"But since no one ever found any trace of this weird, the message was dismissed as just a story."

"Looking at this now... this must be that weird."

Wuhua had just said this when he immediately shook his head. "No, that’s not right. The legends say that weird was a hundred feet tall, with arms, legs, a head, and a face. How could it possibly be just a heart?"