indianbanksassociation Chapter 1803 - 1795: Divine Mother
Chapter 1803 - 1795: Divine Mother
Under the divine sense’s coverage.
The situation in Cangshan Town was completely revealed.
It was a tranquil, riverside small town.
But there was a familiar aura.
Xu Junya’s old classmate, Dong Meengchen, was in this small town.
They jumped off the train with Wu Chengxuan and surprisingly stayed alone here.
Lin Tian was quite puzzled.
At the same time.
When he saw the girl on the train, he felt something was odd.
Her body had a very strange aura, appearing and disappearing.
Previously, observing the interaction between Xu Junya and Dong Meengchen, it was evident they hadn’t seen each other for many years.
Moreover.
This Dong Meengchen was also a regular person, just like Xu Junya, yet now she was with Wu Chengxuan.
So things were not simple.
Did she possess cultivation talent? And then caught the attention of Nine Immortals Mountain and was taken as a disciple?
Carrying doubts, Lin Tian strode towards Cangshan Town.
At that moment.
Dong Meengchen was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard of an ordinary house in the small town.
Apart from her, there were others present.
There were several men, all dressed uniformly in indigo martial arts uniforms, standing vigilantly around the courtyard.
They all had reached the third to fourth level of Qi Refinement Realm.
In the mortal world, they counted as very formidable experts!
Moreover, they were cultivators!
Lingering in this small town already indicated things were not simple!
Within the courtyard.
With Dong Meengchen were three girls, a wrinkled old woman, and a hunched old man.
The three girls.
Two of them were around the same age as those in Dongmeng City, appearing eighteen or nineteen.
But at the moment.
They were all in a deep sleep, lying on the carpet in the courtyard.
Two of them had a faint green light swirling around them, appearing very eerie.
The last girl was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a refined lotus dress, lying beside, mumbling with closed eyes, seemingly sleep-talking.
Beside.
The hunched old man folded his hands, gently placed them in front of him, lowered his head, his eyes slightly drooping, exuding a heavy sense of decay.
Yet, as Lin Tian walked along the town’s street towards that courtyard, his divine sense fixated upon the old man.
Following that, his face displayed an extremely serious expression.
Only because.
The aura on this old man was very, very strange, even very, very powerful!
This person was not a cultivator!
Or maybe, he should be described as a cultivator!
But not practicing the path of cultivation’s immortal law!
Instead, another more bizarre magic, which Lin Tian was seeing for the first time.
However.
It also resembled the cultivation of devil cultivators, belonging to a rather sinister cultivation technique.
Because the cloaked aura on this old man was extremely, extremely chilly.
Under the feedback from Lin Tian’s divine sense, there was a very uncomfortable feeling!
Moreover.
This old man was very powerful!
Judging from the aura, the cultivation was at least equivalent to the Golden Core Late Stage!
And the strength... Lin Tian was uncertain!
"Who is this old man? He seems very formidable, at least with the strength of the False Infant Stage?"
Lin Tian squinted his eyes, mumbled to himself, and let out a cold breath.
But his steps did not pause, he continued striding forward.
Not to mention the mere strength equivalent to the False Infant Stage, even cultivators at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, he was unafraid!
The divine sense swept over the old man, then he shifted his attention to the last old woman.
The old woman’s face was full of wrinkles, her eyes sunken, with a ghastly white color, somewhat ugly.
Her dry hands, fingernails were grim white, growing about ten centimeters, quite unsettling!
If ordinary people saw this.
They would definitely be somewhat fearful.
And the old woman emitted an even more strange aura.
Except her aura wasn’t strong, seemingly not someone who cultivates to become powerful.
At this moment.
In front of her, Dong Meengchen’s face was deathly pale, sitting cross-legged, trembling slightly, visibly scared.
Simultaneously.
Beside her were two items.
One was a pile of shells, grim white, arranged in an eerie manner.
The other was a pile of stones.
Stones, just ordinary pebbles!
But Lin Tian could discern they were stones from the ocean, very smooth, carrying the salty smell of seawater.
Stones and shells alternated, forming a very, very weird pattern.
At that moment, the old woman held a set of extremely thin bone needles!
Human bones!
Very sharp bone needles honed from human bones!
The old woman wielded the bone needle, constantly stabbing them into Dong Meengchen’s small hands, neck, forehead, abdomen, and the top of the skull.
Upon each stab, Dong Meengchen’s body didn’t show minor wounds or bleed.
Instead, hazy green patterns emerged at the spot, swirling like light, alternately bright and dim.
Simultaneously, as Lin Tian’s divine sense swept over Dong Meengchen, he found a surge of yin qi erupting from the girl, but not released.
"What is this!"
Lin Tian furrowed his brows, feeling confused.
But he decided to go over and find out.
Especially since the old woman and others were too bizarre.
He felt no obligation to slay demons and banish devils, nor any inclination toward justice.
However, suddenly recalling his parents at home, and the situation with the Soul Burying Platform intruding, Lin Tian felt a sense of fear.
If!
If he hadn’t been home at that time, what would have been the consequence?
Maybe his parents and sister would have suffered too!
Thinking about it made him fearful!
Encountering these beings resembling Demon Sect evil cultivators, added with his identity with the National Security Bureau, he didn’t mind observing the situation.
Moreover, Dong Meengchen was Xu Junya’s friend, might as well rescue her.
Not long after.
Lin Tian arrived in front of the courtyard.
His form seemed ghostly, unnoticed by the vigilant guards around the courtyard.
Crunch!
Standing at the courtyard’s gate, Lin Tian didn’t hesitate, directly pushing the door open.
"Who is it!"
Detecting the commotion, the guards all shouted sternly, rushing towards the courtyard door.
These men arriving at the front, each wore an expression of suspicion, watching Lin Tian, their faces somber and shadowed.
They dared not immediately strike, mostly somewhat apprehensive.
Because Lin Tian arrived here undetected, which suggested a significant issue.
Inside the courtyard.
Both the old man and old woman were startled.
The originally lowered head old man abruptly raised his gaze, surging with fierce aura.
His initially cloudy eyes followed with an eruption of intense brilliance, unparalleled in intimidation!
"Kid, who are you looking for, did you come to the wrong place?"
The old man stepped forward, swiftly reaching the courtyard door, blocking Lin Tian from entering.
The old man’s speech was somewhat strange, awkward.
He didn’t seem to be Huaxia Pleople.
The old woman who was manipulating the bone needle also paused.
She turned to look, her eyes ghastly, exuding a dim green light, capturing one’s soul.
"Did you come to the wrong door?"
The old woman’s voice was stranger than the old man’s, hoarse and eerie, making one highly uncomfortable.
"Divine Mother, he came to the wrong place!"
The old man glanced back, slightly nodded, saying, "Should I invite him to leave, or should he stay permanently?"