"As long as this place is destroyed, Cold Mountain Temple will return to normal," Qin Yuesheng thought.
He then mustered his Inner Strength, striking the altar with a powerful palm.
Boom!
Under Qin Yuesheng's Inner Strength, the altar exploded instantly, sending a mass of stones tumbling down.
To Qin Yuesheng's surprise, the altar was surprisingly tough; even with a full-force strike, it crumbled by only a tenth.
Having learned his lesson, Qin Yuesheng unleashed a Soul-Shattering Roar, shattering the altar with sound waves.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The outer wall of the altar peeled away like plaster, and chunks fell, causing the spherical object pressing down on the altar to lose its support and roll to the ground.
This exposed the scene inside the altar to Qin Yuesheng's eyes.
There were three headless corpses.
Two men and one woman, standing side by side.
Their bodies covered with Yellow Talismans, creating an inexplicable eerie vibe.
