Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1246 - 226:

Tan Wenbin: "Ah You, is this the Black Crane Child, a relative of your family's child?"

Lin Shuyou opened his mouth to refute, but didn't know how to begin, because he also noticed that the patterns on the statue were very similar to the child's sacred form. Every time he opened its face, he would paint it according to this pattern.

Yin Meng: "Isn't it written on the stone tablet, called Gatekeeper True Monarch."

Tan Wenbin: "Don't you think this Gatekeeper True Monarch sounds a lot like Gatekeeper Child? Gatekeeper Child, Guide Child."

Yin Meng fell silent.

Actually, everyone noticed that the arrangement in the temple and the writing on the stone tablet really resemble the Official General Head Temple.

The eight stone statues look like eight Divination Children.

Li Zhiyuan spoke: "Ah You, the Old Official General Temple you mentioned, are its accompanying Divination Child statues just statues?"

Lin Shuyou didn't dare to hide from Brother Xiao Yuan and answered, "Their bones are processed and sealed inside, so such temples are not open to worshippers, but are supported by our worldly Official General temples. We also regularly send disciples to go there for training."

Tan Wenbin: "So it's like your official training course for Official General, right?"

Lin Shuyou: "Yes, more or less."

Tan Wenbin: "Then are bodies sealed inside these statues here too?"

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Tan Wenbin: "Damn, I was just joking, I don't want to know!"

The statues initially showed cracks and then began to peel off, but the peeling was not patchy, but more delicate internally.

The first to complete the peeling was the head of the Gatekeeper True Monarch.

Its eyes began to move, spiritual light overflowed, followed by the peeling of paint on the hands, starting to clench fists, and the body shook accordingly.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Instantly, it completely came to life, with a "boom" landing on the ground.

Black wings swayed behind it, driving away all the dust that time had bestowed upon the surroundings.

No wonder there are traces of scratches and damage everywhere; in long history, it must not have awakened like this only once, sweeping off the stones attached to it and crashing into this temple.

Li Zhiyuan focused intensely on the wings of the opponent, trying to discern whether this being was human.

Indeed, an entity able to live so long is bound to evolve into a ghost-like image, but the young man wanted to know if it was human when alive.

He paid special attention to the changes in other muscles and bones of the opponent when the wings moved.

If born with wings, they should coordinate more with body muscles and bones, but Li Zhiyuan didn't see this in this being.

Therefore, the wings were likely not innate, but transplanted later through some means.

Yet even so, it was still shocking, because such a transformation was comparable to Run Sheng opening sixteen vital doors on his own body.

At this moment, a dignified voice echoed from within it, reverberating within the temple and spreading further to the bridge outside, echoing in the canyon below.

"Intruders in the Bodhisattva's sacred ground, do you know your crime!"

Its gaze began to sweep over everyone one by one.

Upon seeing Yin Meng, it paused.

The previously clenched right hand slowly relaxed and gradually flattened at this moment.

Judging by its stance, it would soon take on a "please" gesture.

It's clear that the Yin family's ancestral tradition of freeloading is about to trigger.

Yin Meng also noticed this, because she had grown somewhat accustomed to it.

However, every time being a Yin family member receiving such "privilege" made her feel undeserving.

She really wanted to point at Brother Xiaoyuan from her family: He is the true inheritor of Emperor Fengdu.

Each time inviting her team to take the highest position was akin to repeatedly putting her as the most unworthy descendant at the top, in a proverbial "corpse whipping."

As a child, she felt it was fun and even a little proud when reading her ancestors' travel journals appended in the family genealogy, where ancestors were treated honorably in every place they went.

Looking back now, people were just treating Yin family descendants as a sort of "mascot" at the dining table.

"Feng..."

Before she could finish her sentence, its gaze fell on Lin Shuyou.

Its brow furrowed deeply, seemingly with intense confusion.

"You are..."

Suddenly, the body of the Gatekeeper True Monarch stiffened, and its previously sharp eyes turned indifferent, the voice becoming somber:

"Intruders in the Bodhisattva's sacred ground, no mercy for the trespassers!"

With the words spoken, wings spread wide, and it rushed downward.

As its statue started to peel off, everyone had already lined up their positions, and Li Zhiyuan had already united the Red Line on everyone.

Run Sheng opened his vital doors, and with a Yellow River Shovel, struck down hard at this being.

"Clang!"

The Yellow River Shovel hit the opponent's wings, which were far from being flesh, impossibly hard and causing Run Sheng's tiger mouth to ache.

Nonetheless, Run Sheng reacted swiftly, pressing down on the shovel handle, blocking the opponent in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Brother Runsheng, don't just hang on, take it outside. Everyone else, evade!"

Run Sheng's body slid backward, and those originally behind him dodged quickly, even Li Zhiyuan rolled twice on the ground.

It's truly rare to encounter someone whom even Run Sheng couldn't hold at bay.

Sliding continued, Run Sheng had already exited the temple and reached the bridge.

The momentum of the Gatekeeper True Monarch decreased, wings flapping, repeatedly rotating, sending out three kicks aimed at Run Sheng.

The first kick, Run Sheng blocked with the shovel, the shovel was kicked away; the second kick, Run Sheng blocked with his arm, the arm was kicked away; the third kick landed heavily on Run Sheng's chest, sending him flying backward, but during mid-air he sank abruptly, roaring low as he landed, stabilizing his posture.