Xu Qingzhou tied up the horse and led Wuyou into the temple.

What greeted them was a scene of chaos: shattered blades littered the ground, and seven or eight burly men were tied to a toppled statue, their faces bruised and swollen.

Some were unconscious, others gritted their teeth in pain, and a few were barely clinging to life, gasping for breath.

Their expressions were beyond words.