Chapter 89: The Shrine of Horror
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Chapter 89 The Shrine of Horror
"Oh, you've returned from the temple? It's the first time I've seen someone come back alive," the dragon woman remarked.
"I conquered the temple. It's quite an impossibility, but I managed to do it," Long Tian declared.
"I suspected as much. I saw the signs when I first laid eyes on you," the dragon woman replied, a smile etched on her face.
"Anyway, what reward do you have for me?" Long Tian inquired suddenly.
The dragon woman smiled and beckoned, saying, "Come closer."
Long Tian approached, and suddenly, she grabbed his head and kissed him on the lips.
Long Tian was taken aback; he hadn't expected to receive a kiss. They kissed for a few moments, and then the dragon woman released him.
"Is that the reward?" Long Tian asked, raising an eyebrow.
"The kiss is a bonus. What I'm giving you is the Heavenly Dragon's Charm. I won't tell you its benefits; you'll discover them over time," the dragon woman replied, a smile gracing her feature.
"I see. Thank you then," Long Tian said sincerely.
After discussing various aspects of this world and his experiences inside the Dragon Temple, Long Tian re-entered the portal, flying back to his own world.
A few seconds later, the portal expanded, and he successfully emerged from the realm of the dragons.
The first thing he saw was several people waiting for him in the room.
"Long Tian, you've returned successfully!" Long Gongyu, the Great Elder exclaimed in joy.
Several other Elders immediately approached him, checking his condition and the state of his body.
"You're alright, aren't you?" Long Gongyu asked.
"I'm fine, Elder Gongyu. In fact, I gained some valuable things inside the realm of the dragons," Long Tian replied.
"Oh, thank goodness. In previous years, the winners of the annual competition always returned unconscious, and they didn't remember what happened. Fortunately, you're different," Long Gongyu said with relief.
Hearing this, Long Tian understood. It might be due to the aura pressure from the dragon woman. This explained why the Long family talents who entered the realm of the dragons often wasted the opportunity. The source of this content is N0veII_bIn
"Alright, Elder Gongyu, I'm a bit tired. So, allow me to take a bath, and maybe I'll go to the heritage room afterward," Long Tian said.
"Yes, of course. Clean up and make yourself comfortable," Long Gongyu responded.
With that, Long Tian left the room and headed to his own residence.
****************
The shower droplets soaked his entire body, providing a feeling of calm and freshness. Bathed in that sense of tranquility, he suddenly thought about the realm of the dragons.
Its origins were unknown, even in the original plot. It's unclear whether it's in the upper realm or something else entirely, or perhaps it's a hidden realm. Although it wasn't explained in the original plot, he had read novels about hidden realms and speculated about its origins.
After a few moments, Long Tian finished his shower and examined himself in front of the mirror.
He touched his arms; honestly, the tattoos made his appearance more appealing, complementing his muscles.
He possessed the mesomorph genes, making it easy for him to develop muscles, but he didn't look overly muscular; it was more balanced.
Long Tian ran his hand through his hair; it had grown longer, reaching his shoulders. "Too long; perhaps I'll visit a barber today," he said.
With that, he left the bathroom.
****************
Currently, Long Tian was dressed casually, walking alongside Long Gongyu toward the heritage room.
Opening the door, he saw a grand room with many bookshelves containing thousands of books. There were also thousands of neatly arranged weapons.
"Fear not," Long Tian responded, his tone cold, as he advanced toward them.
Meanwhile, the masked figures had become aware of Long Tian's presence.
"Hey, there's someone here; what shall we do?"
"He's witnessed our ritual; he must be sacrificed as well."
"Very well, let's kill him."
Their conversation culminated in a unanimous decision to kill Long Tian. One of them seized a butcher's cleaver and charged toward him.
He brandished the cleaver, ready to strike Long Tian. However, Long Tian suddenly seized his arm, breaking it with an audible snap!
Undeterred, Long Tian also crushed the man's throat, eliciting a sickening "crack" sound.
The man's expression remained concealed by his mask, but beneath it, his countenance registered disbelief.
At that moment, Long Tian jerked the man's arm and neck upwards, rending them apart and leaving his body in two pieces.
He collapsed lifeless onto the ground.
The remaining eight individuals stared in shock at the gruesome tableau before them.
"H-He's no ordinary human; attack him together!" one of them exclaimed.
"Attack!" they all shouted, charging at Long Tian.
Long Tian appeared composed; he retrieved the cleaver from the ground and braced for battle. Shen Yulan also materialized, floating toward their adversaries.
In her spectral form, she infiltrated the gaps in their masks and entered one man's mouth. In the blink of an eye, his body exploded into a torrent of blood.
The other seven were momentarily shocked, affording Long Tian the opportunity to strike. He moved with the swiftness of lightning, appearing before one of them and severing both of his arms. He repeated this with another of the assailants.
Swiftly, he advanced on the remaining masked figures, relentlessly slashing at them with the cleaver.
Their cries and pleas filled the air. There was no mercy in Long Tian's demeanor as he ruthlessly dispatched them all.
Nine masked individuals, all slain, their limbs scattered.
Long Tian stood amidst the aftermath, his wrath undiminished.
In the original storyline, Qin Chen had also stumbled upon this appalling scene and reacted with intense fury, executing these masked individuals. Moreover, their deeds were unspeakably atrocious, as they subscribed to a belief that compelled them to craft lanterns for release at midnight every month. However, these were no ordinary lanterns; they were fashioned from human bodies, with children chosen as the ideal victims due to their slight build.
Long Tian entered the shrine. Once inside, he was greeted by an even grimmer spectacle. The shrine harbored numerous human body parts, some suspended from the ceiling.
His visage conveyed his seething outrage.
"Destroy this cursed place, Long Tian," Shen Yulan suddenly urged, her wrath palpable in her voice.
"I understand," Long Tian nodded.
With that, he exited the shrine. His mouth bulged as he exhaled a fiery breath, engulfing the shrine in flames and reducing it to ashes.
The conflagration consumed the entire structure, causing it to crumble into ruins.
After a short passage of time, he waved his hand, prompting a strong gust of wind to carry the ashes and embers into the heavens.
The shrine that once stood there had now vanished. Amidst the remnants, something gleamed. Long Tian approached, discovering a gleaming katana.
He retrieved the weapon and scrutinized it. He recognized this katana; it was known as the Uchigatana, a blade that had been stolen from China thousands of years ago. It had been concealed beneath this very shrine.
Long Tian conducted a series of tests with the katana, evaluating its balance and utility. He was quite satisfied with its handle, appearance, and performance.
The katana boasted an impressive aesthetic, featuring wave-like engravings along the blade's surface, while the handle adhered to the distinctive style of a Japanese imperial katana.
This was a weapon that should have rightfully belonged to Qin Chen, yet it was now in Long Tian's possession.
"I've acquired what I sought; let's depart from this place."
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Chapter 89 The Shrine of Horror
"Oh, you've returned from the temple? It's the first time I've seen someone come back alive," the dragon woman remarked.
"I conquered the temple. It's quite an impossibility, but I managed to do it," Long Tian declared.
"I suspected as much. I saw the signs when I first laid eyes on you," the dragon woman replied, a smile etched on her face.
"Anyway, what reward do you have for me?" Long Tian inquired suddenly.
The dragon woman smiled and beckoned, saying, "Come closer."
Long Tian approached, and suddenly, she grabbed his head and kissed him on the lips.
Long Tian was taken aback; he hadn't expected to receive a kiss. They kissed for a few moments, and then the dragon woman released him.
"Is that the reward?" Long Tian asked, raising an eyebrow.
"The kiss is a bonus. What I'm giving you is the Heavenly Dragon's Charm. I won't tell you its benefits; you'll discover them over time," the dragon woman replied, a smile gracing her feature.
"I see. Thank you then," Long Tian said sincerely.
After discussing various aspects of this world and his experiences inside the Dragon Temple, Long Tian re-entered the portal, flying back to his own world.
A few seconds later, the portal expanded, and he successfully emerged from the realm of the dragons.
The first thing he saw was several people waiting for him in the room.
"Long Tian, you've returned successfully!" Long Gongyu, the Great Elder exclaimed in joy.
Several other Elders immediately approached him, checking his condition and the state of his body.
"You're alright, aren't you?" Long Gongyu asked.
"I'm fine, Elder Gongyu. In fact, I gained some valuable things inside the realm of the dragons," Long Tian replied.
"Oh, thank goodness. In previous years, the winners of the annual competition always returned unconscious, and they didn't remember what happened. Fortunately, you're different," Long Gongyu said with relief.
Hearing this, Long Tian understood. It might be due to the aura pressure from the dragon woman. This explained why the Long family talents who entered the realm of the dragons often wasted the opportunity. The source of this content is N0veII_bIn
"Alright, Elder Gongyu, I'm a bit tired. So, allow me to take a bath, and maybe I'll go to the heritage room afterward," Long Tian said.
"Yes, of course. Clean up and make yourself comfortable," Long Gongyu responded.
With that, Long Tian left the room and headed to his own residence.
****************
The shower droplets soaked his entire body, providing a feeling of calm and freshness. Bathed in that sense of tranquility, he suddenly thought about the realm of the dragons.
Its origins were unknown, even in the original plot. It's unclear whether it's in the upper realm or something else entirely, or perhaps it's a hidden realm. Although it wasn't explained in the original plot, he had read novels about hidden realms and speculated about its origins.
After a few moments, Long Tian finished his shower and examined himself in front of the mirror.
He touched his arms; honestly, the tattoos made his appearance more appealing, complementing his muscles.
He possessed the mesomorph genes, making it easy for him to develop muscles, but he didn't look overly muscular; it was more balanced.
Long Tian ran his hand through his hair; it had grown longer, reaching his shoulders. "Too long; perhaps I'll visit a barber today," he said.
With that, he left the bathroom.
****************
Currently, Long Tian was dressed casually, walking alongside Long Gongyu toward the heritage room.
Opening the door, he saw a grand room with many bookshelves containing thousands of books. There were also thousands of neatly arranged weapons.
"Fear not," Long Tian responded, his tone cold, as he advanced toward them.
Meanwhile, the masked figures had become aware of Long Tian's presence.
"Hey, there's someone here; what shall we do?"
"He's witnessed our ritual; he must be sacrificed as well."
"Very well, let's kill him."
Their conversation culminated in a unanimous decision to kill Long Tian. One of them seized a butcher's cleaver and charged toward him.
He brandished the cleaver, ready to strike Long Tian. However, Long Tian suddenly seized his arm, breaking it with an audible snap!
Undeterred, Long Tian also crushed the man's throat, eliciting a sickening "crack" sound.
The man's expression remained concealed by his mask, but beneath it, his countenance registered disbelief.
At that moment, Long Tian jerked the man's arm and neck upwards, rending them apart and leaving his body in two pieces.
He collapsed lifeless onto the ground.
The remaining eight individuals stared in shock at the gruesome tableau before them.
"H-He's no ordinary human; attack him together!" one of them exclaimed.
"Attack!" they all shouted, charging at Long Tian.
Long Tian appeared composed; he retrieved the cleaver from the ground and braced for battle. Shen Yulan also materialized, floating toward their adversaries.
In her spectral form, she infiltrated the gaps in their masks and entered one man's mouth. In the blink of an eye, his body exploded into a torrent of blood.
The other seven were momentarily shocked, affording Long Tian the opportunity to strike. He moved with the swiftness of lightning, appearing before one of them and severing both of his arms. He repeated this with another of the assailants.
Swiftly, he advanced on the remaining masked figures, relentlessly slashing at them with the cleaver.
Their cries and pleas filled the air. There was no mercy in Long Tian's demeanor as he ruthlessly dispatched them all.
Nine masked individuals, all slain, their limbs scattered.
Long Tian stood amidst the aftermath, his wrath undiminished.
In the original storyline, Qin Chen had also stumbled upon this appalling scene and reacted with intense fury, executing these masked individuals. Moreover, their deeds were unspeakably atrocious, as they subscribed to a belief that compelled them to craft lanterns for release at midnight every month. However, these were no ordinary lanterns; they were fashioned from human bodies, with children chosen as the ideal victims due to their slight build.
Long Tian entered the shrine. Once inside, he was greeted by an even grimmer spectacle. The shrine harbored numerous human body parts, some suspended from the ceiling.
His visage conveyed his seething outrage.
"Destroy this cursed place, Long Tian," Shen Yulan suddenly urged, her wrath palpable in her voice.
"I understand," Long Tian nodded.
With that, he exited the shrine. His mouth bulged as he exhaled a fiery breath, engulfing the shrine in flames and reducing it to ashes.
The conflagration consumed the entire structure, causing it to crumble into ruins.
After a short passage of time, he waved his hand, prompting a strong gust of wind to carry the ashes and embers into the heavens.
The shrine that once stood there had now vanished. Amidst the remnants, something gleamed. Long Tian approached, discovering a gleaming katana.
He retrieved the weapon and scrutinized it. He recognized this katana; it was known as the Uchigatana, a blade that had been stolen from China thousands of years ago. It had been concealed beneath this very shrine.
Long Tian conducted a series of tests with the katana, evaluating its balance and utility. He was quite satisfied with its handle, appearance, and performance.
The katana boasted an impressive aesthetic, featuring wave-like engravings along the blade's surface, while the handle adhered to the distinctive style of a Japanese imperial katana.
This was a weapon that should have rightfully belonged to Qin Chen, yet it was now in Long Tian's possession.
"I've acquired what I sought; let's depart from this place."
Chapter 89 The Shrine of Horror "Oh, you've returned from the temple? It's the first time I've seen someone come back alive," the dragon woman remarked. "I conquered the temple. It's quite an impossibility, but I managed to do it," Long Tian declared. "I suspected as much. I saw the signs when I first laid eyes on you," the dragon woman replied, a smile etched on her face. "Anyway, what reward do you have for me?" Long Tian inquired suddenly. The dragon woman smiled and beckoned, saying, "Come closer." Long Tian approached, and suddenly, she grabbed his head and kissed him on the lips. Long Tian was taken aback; he hadn't expected to receive a kiss. They kissed for a few moments, and then the dragon woman released him. "Is that the reward?" Long Tian asked, raising an eyebrow. "The kiss is a bonus. What I'm giving you is the Heavenly Dragon's Charm. I won't tell you its benefits; you'll discover them over time," the dragon woman replied, a smile gracing her feature. "I see. Thank you then," Long Tian said sincerely. After discussing various aspects of this world and his experiences inside the Dragon Temple, Long Tian re-entered the portal, flying back to his own world. A few seconds later, the portal expanded, and he successfully emerged from the realm of the dragons. The first thing he saw was several people waiting for him in the room. "Long Tian, you've returned successfully!" Long Gongyu, the Great Elder exclaimed in joy. Several other Elders immediately approached him, checking his condition and the state of his body. "You're alright, aren't you?" Long Gongyu asked. "I'm fine, Elder Gongyu. In fact, I gained some valuable things inside the realm of the dragons," Long Tian replied. "Oh, thank goodness. In previous years, the winners of the annual competition always returned unconscious, and they didn't remember what happened. Fortunately, you're different," Long Gongyu said with relief. Hearing this, Long Tian understood. It might be due to the aura pressure from the dragon woman. This explained why the Long family talents who entered the realm of the dragons often wasted the opportunity. The source of this content is N0veII_bIn"Alright, Elder Gongyu, I'm a bit tired. So, allow me to take a bath, and maybe I'll go to the heritage room afterward," Long Tian said. "Yes, of course. Clean up and make yourself comfortable," Long Gongyu responded. With that, Long Tian left the room and headed to his own residence. **************** The shower droplets soaked his entire body, providing a feeling of calm and freshness. Bathed in that sense of tranquility, he suddenly thought about the realm of the dragons. Its origins were unknown, even in the original plot. It's unclear whether it's in the upper realm or something else entirely, or perhaps it's a hidden realm. Although it wasn't explained in the original plot, he had read novels about hidden realms and speculated about its origins. After a few moments, Long Tian finished his shower and examined himself in front of the mirror. He touched his arms; honestly, the tattoos made his appearance more appealing, complementing his muscles. He possessed the mesomorph genes, making it easy for him to develop muscles, but he didn't look overly muscular; it was more balanced. Long Tian ran his hand through his hair; it had grown longer, reaching his shoulders. "Too long; perhaps I'll visit a barber today," he said. With that, he left the bathroom. **************** Currently, Long Tian was dressed casually, walking alongside Long Gongyu toward the heritage room. Opening the door, he saw a grand room with many bookshelves containing thousands of books. There were also thousands of neatly arranged weapons. "Fear not," Long Tian responded, his tone cold, as he advanced toward them. Meanwhile, the masked figures had become aware of Long Tian's presence. "Hey, there's someone here; what shall we do?" "He's witnessed our ritual; he must be sacrificed as well." "Very well, let's kill him." Their conversation culminated in a unanimous decision to kill Long Tian. One of them seized a butcher's cleaver and charged toward him. He brandished the cleaver, ready to strike Long Tian. However, Long Tian suddenly seized his arm, breaking it with an audible snap! Undeterred, Long Tian also crushed the man's throat, eliciting a sickening "crack" sound. The man's expression remained concealed by his mask, but beneath it, his countenance registered disbelief. At that moment, Long Tian jerked the man's arm and neck upwards, rending them apart and leaving his body in two pieces. He collapsed lifeless onto the ground. The remaining eight individuals stared in shock at the gruesome tableau before them. "H-He's no ordinary human; attack him together!" one of them exclaimed. "Attack!" they all shouted, charging at Long Tian. Long Tian appeared composed; he retrieved the cleaver from the ground and braced for battle. Shen Yulan also materialized, floating toward their adversaries. In her spectral form, she infiltrated the gaps in their masks and entered one man's mouth. In the blink of an eye, his body exploded into a torrent of blood. The other seven were momentarily shocked, affording Long Tian the opportunity to strike. He moved with the swiftness of lightning, appearing before one of them and severing both of his arms. He repeated this with another of the assailants. Swiftly, he advanced on the remaining masked figures, relentlessly slashing at them with the cleaver. Their cries and pleas filled the air. There was no mercy in Long Tian's demeanor as he ruthlessly dispatched them all. Nine masked individuals, all slain, their limbs scattered. Long Tian stood amidst the aftermath, his wrath undiminished. In the original storyline, Qin Chen had also stumbled upon this appalling scene and reacted with intense fury, executing these masked individuals. Moreover, their deeds were unspeakably atrocious, as they subscribed to a belief that compelled them to craft lanterns for release at midnight every month. However, these were no ordinary lanterns; they were fashioned from human bodies, with children chosen as the ideal victims due to their slight build. Long Tian entered the shrine. Once inside, he was greeted by an even grimmer spectacle. The shrine harbored numerous human body parts, some suspended from the ceiling. His visage conveyed his seething outrage. "Destroy this cursed place, Long Tian," Shen Yulan suddenly urged, her wrath palpable in her voice. "I understand," Long Tian nodded. With that, he exited the shrine. His mouth bulged as he exhaled a fiery breath, engulfing the shrine in flames and reducing it to ashes. The conflagration consumed the entire structure, causing it to crumble into ruins. After a short passage of time, he waved his hand, prompting a strong gust of wind to carry the ashes and embers into the heavens. The shrine that once stood there had now vanished. Amidst the remnants, something gleamed. Long Tian approached, discovering a gleaming katana. He retrieved the weapon and scrutinized it. He recognized this katana; it was known as the Uchigatana, a blade that had been stolen from China thousands of years ago. It had been concealed beneath this very shrine. Long Tian conducted a series of tests with the katana, evaluating its balance and utility. He was quite satisfied with its handle, appearance, and performance. The katana boasted an impressive aesthetic, featuring wave-like engravings along the blade's surface, while the handle adhered to the distinctive style of a Japanese imperial katana. This was a weapon that should have rightfully belonged to Qin Chen, yet it was now in Long Tian's possession. "I've acquired what I sought; let's depart from this place."
