Chapter 207 I Have a Crazy Idea (1/2)

Yan Yu, who had been watching Ruan Tang closely, only saw a hint of healthy color finally appear on the girl's pale cheeks. Only then did the destructive desire in his eyes, which had almost frozen everything, begin to melt slightly.

[Waaaaah... Little master, you scared the mouse to death!]

With sobs, Little White used its two tiny mithril paws to hold one of Ruan Tang's fingers, burying its entire face, which was covered in tears and snot, on it. It was so frightened that its whole body went limp, and it almost collapsed into a pile of rat pancakes.

"I'm fine."

Ruan Tang's voice was still a little weak, but it carried an unusual calmness.

She sat up straight from Yan Yu's embrace, and could clearly feel the force of his arms tightening instantly.

Knowing the man's nervousness, Ruan Tang gently patted his arm and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine once the blood clots are expelled."

Yan Yu looked down and saw that she didn't seem to be in any trouble, so he was slightly relieved. "I'll go get you a glass of water." With that, he got up and left the room.

After Yan Yu left, Ruan Tang called the scriptures over and then closed her eyes.

A tiny light suddenly shone between his brows, like a star breaking through the darkness.

The next instant, a three-dimensional image composed of countless points of light and lines unfolded out of thin air between her and the puppet scripture!

The nauseating sights deep underground have been completely reproduced.

A gigantic, frantically writhing tumor, twisted and struggling souls, a filthy torrent of energy, and a viscous, gooey lake of blood churning with countless remnants of souls…

Everything that the divine sense detected was exactly as it appeared.

The pungent smell of blood and decay was so real that it seemed to penetrate the image and rush straight to the top of one's head.

Jingji's emotionless eyes "stared" at the scene, while the core crystal inside flickered wildly at a frequency imperceptible to the naked eye, conducting massive data analysis.

A moment later, the scene before my eyes vanished like smoke.

Jingji said seriously, "This formation feeds on resentment, evil thoughts, and malevolent energy, uses souls as containers, and draws upon the fortune of a nation. The purpose of this shrine that summons souls is obvious; they want to restore their former glory, so they want to create an evil god."

Yan Yu, who had already returned, sat down next to Ruan Tang and asked, "What use are the other 70,000-plus formations besides accelerating national development?"

After thinking for a moment, Jingji replied, "The main purpose of these 75,000-plus formations is to accelerate national development and indeed use the power of faith to nurture the extracted earth energy. However, this is only on the surface. On the other hand, it is to provide the power of faith for the god-making plan on the other side."

"Once the ghost takes shape, the evil power flows back in, nourishing this formation, in a continuous cycle, until the power of faith nurtures a godhood... and nurtures an evil god."

It paused subtly, its tone remaining calm and even, but it added a cold comment.

"The designer's wickedness and insidious methods are no different from those of a demon."

Ruan Tang slowly opened her eyes and nodded gently.

This conclusion confirmed her worst premonition.

She stood up, casually patted off non-existent blades of grass from her skirt, and walked back to Yan Yu's side.

Yan Yu was looking down at her.

She raised her clear, bright almond-shaped eyes, and deep within them seemed to burn two clusters of cold yet excited flames.

Half of it is the innocent joy of a child discovering a wonderful toy, the other half... is a chilling, bone-deep murderous intent.

She tilted her small, palm-sized face up, smiled at Yan Yu and Jing Ji, and her two sweet dimples were filled with shattered ice.

"Since they like the power of faith so much..."