Chapter 91:
The sky gradually darkened, and the night was about to come.
The mountain wind blew, causing the red flames at the entrance of the temple to dance. This fire was the only light and heat in the village.
Saintess Wu Qingxin, who was standing on a flying sword, stood in mid-air, her figure illuminated by the fire.
She wore a white robe that fluttered in the wind, with a tall and extraordinary figure, overlooking the fire below.
Her silhouette faintly resembled the Saintess statue enshrined in the temple behind her, just lacking a touch of the statue’s compassionate and sorrowful essence.
This sight, witnessed by the villagers of Saintess Village, was undoubtedly a miraculous manifestation of a divine being.
The villagers from all around also gathered from afar. They were too scared to come close, so they just looked at the Holy Maiden Temple from a distance and circled around the wildly dancing fire, bowing three times and prostrating nine times.
This fire was the only source of light and warmth in the village at the moment.
If someone who doesn’t know what’s going on sees this scene, they might think it’s a festive celebration in this mountain village, with people gathering around bonfires for a wild carnival.