"I've been on the path for so many years and while I haven't seen much, I've never heard of an evil spirit slicing someone into pieces. Their methods are usually brutal and straightforward; they don't leave signs like this. Could this be a case of revenge killing?"
Someone voiced their thoughts aloud, staring doubtfully at the expedition team made up of seven people.
With that, silence fell upon the abandoned temple.
It was clear that seeds of doubt had been sown.
Perhaps, this wasn't the work of an evil spirit, but something premeditated.
"Bang!"
At that moment, the tightly closed temple doors made a loud noise.
Everyone turned to look, and saw the door shaking from the impact, as a wild wind whipped up within the temple.
The members of the supernatural expedition team screamed, startled.
The Heavenly Masters brought out their respective skills; some pulled out peach wood swords, others chanted spells, and a few began drawing talismans.
