Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2439 - 2429: Eerie Temple

Long Yan curled up under the tall courtyard walls, unsure why this temple would be in the Demon Beast Forest, but if it was the base of an evil cult, it should be located a bit further back. Long Yan felt confused, but clearly the Cracked Earth Bear right before him was the number one threat, and Long Yan planned to first temporarily avoid the Cracked Earth Bear before considering other matters.

After all, now that the Cracked Earth Bear is in a state of madness, it’s sure to kill him. This eerie temple is not necessarily simple; perhaps due to the long absence of residents, Long Yan is in a wing where a heavy layer of spider web has already formed above, clearly it hasn’t been cleaned for a long time.

The footsteps of the Cracked Earth Bear have always been circling around the outside of the temple but it doesn’t dare to enter the temple. Plus, the courtyard wall of the temple is tall enough, making it completely impossible for the Cracked Earth Bear to peek inside.

Long Yan found the behavior of the Cracked Earth Bear somewhat strange. He noticed several times that the Cracked Earth Bear wanted to lean in but hesitated and shrank back, its small eyes filled with dread. In the end, it could only sit helplessly in place, looking like it was waiting for Long Yan to come out.

Seeing the Cracked Earth Bear sitting outside, Long Yan was anxious but had no solution. The temple was engulfed in a visible black aura, making Long Yan reluctant to stay. But the Cracked Earth Bear wouldn’t leave, so going outside would be akin to walking into a trap.

Suddenly, the Cracked Earth Bear, originally sitting on the ground, reacted as if struck by lightning. Its massive body began trembling incessantly, scrambling to its feet as it fled into the shrubs, and the sound of trees being struck kept echoing from afar.

Long Yan let out a long breath, seemingly relieved that his life was spared. Thinking of this, Long Yan also wanted to stand up and leave. This temple is strange, and he had no desire to linger.

This temple surely holds some kind of thing, that’s Long Yan’s intuition. After all, if it were merely an ordinary broken temple, the Cracked Earth Bear would likely have barged in long ago. Considering this, Long Yan gave a deep bow towards the temple, acknowledging that it saved him, and he couldn’t ignore courtesy.

But what happened next was something Long Yan didn’t anticipate. Just as he lifted his head, the back gate suddenly shut tightly, the sound startling Long Yan. The situation was too abrupt, leaving him no time to react. The gate was firmly closed. freeweɓnovel-cøm

"This humble monk saved the benefactor, and for the benefactor to leave just like this doesn’t seem right, does it?"

A distant, ethereal voice reached Long Yan, causing his hair to stand on end. It was more of an eerie echoing sound than a human voice—a breath belonging to death. But the owner of the place had spoken to him, and Long Yan dared not provoke the master, speaking with feigned courage.

"Master’s level of Buddhist teachings is indeed beyond my imagination. I don’t yet have such enlightenment, but I promise to visit another day."

After speaking, Long Yan turned around intending to open the gate. The temple was too strange, and Long Yan currently had a True Qi seal on him, making entry hastily now likely to leave him no room for defense. He planned to come back for exploration once the seal was lifted.

"Haha, with such a character, this humble monk won’t insist on keeping the benefactor."

Seeing his opponent relent, Long Yan breathed a sigh of relief. This place was too bizarre, and he wanted rather to fight with the Cracked Earth Bear countless times than to remain in this temple.

"Hmm?"

Long Yan looked at his hands with a bit of confusion, as just now he seemed unable to move the gate, not causing even the slightest change despite his efforts. An unspeakable fear surged in Long Yan’s heart as he tried increasing the force, fiercely pulling the gate towards himself.

"Eh?"

Long Yan let out a strange sound, as even with all his strength, he was unable to shift the gate before him, failing to budge it even a fraction.

The gate seemed like it was part of the Space, tightly merged within it, impossible for Long Yan to open even the slightest.

It seems the master here doesn’t want me to leave.

Long Yan sighed, feeling trapped in a predicament between a rock and a hard place, surrounded by danger. What can be done?

After all, no matter how powerful the Cracked Earth Bear outside was, Long Yan had methods to deal with it. But someone capable of merging a gate into Space was beyond what Long Yan could face now. However, facing the reality, Long Yan softly called out twice to the Magic Gun.

With the weapon in hand, Long Yan felt somewhat relieved. Now, in his view stood the gate. At the temple’s center was a large cauldron of unknown material; given the years, rust had formed thickly upon it, seemingly about to shatter at the slightest touch.

This place that wasn’t quite a temple nor a hall was hard to gauge, with red ropes tied on the roofs around. Long Yan even saw several ropes with evident dried blood on them, gripping the Magic Gun tighter—it’s clear this wasn’t a safe place.

The original Within Demon Beast Forest wasn’t a suitable place to go, being a border with the Demon Realm. Following the outbreak of fights between the Human and Demon Clans, the area became desolate within hundreds of miles. Even the Mercenary Town they passed was over a hundred miles away from here. If not for flying cultivators, probably no one would come here.

Though the temple appeared not too large, the small sparrow has all it needs, divided into four or five courtyard areas. Before Long Yan wasn’t the Main hall but two wing courtyards to the sides. If it were a temple receiving incense offerings, why would anyone put the Main Hall at the back? It doesn’t align with Feng Shui within the Holy Domain.

Thinking about this, Long Yan bitterly shook his head, wondering why he was concerned with Feng Shui while standing in such a dreary place. Why discuss Feng Shui with them?

With thoughts in mind, Long Yan slowly walked into the West Side Wing, finding its structure not too different from the courtyard where he hid. Thick webs clung to the walls and fixtures, suggesting no one lived here for quite some time.

At present, however, Long Yan dared not act recklessly, as even the monk’s room ahead was enshrouded in heavy webs, with sporadic pale items hanging therein. He refrained from going forward, only vaguely glimpsing what seemed like a human leg bone atop the web. Moreover, this web differed from the prior gray tones, it was stark white—as if regularly tended.

Long Yan slowly retreated out from the West Side Wing, realizing he had to pass through here to reach the Main Hall. But while the webs remained peaceful, nothing was guaranteed upon entering. Long Yan consistently felt eyes watching him from the dark monk’s room. So now, he could only abandon the attempt.

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