Meanwhile, outside the temple, the situation was bleak on Chief Song's side.
"H–How is this possible?!" the exorcists cried out in shock and disbelief.
As the storm of dust settled, the silhouette of the demon slowly appeared once more, still with that ever wicked smile on his face. He looked like an utter wreck with his clothes riddled with bullet holes, blood splattered all over his face and body.
Yet he was still very much alive.
Earlier, as soon as they confirmed that their enemy was a demon, they had unhesitatingly fired a round of bullets, wishing to solve this trouble with the fastest speed possible out of worry for Song Zhuyu and Chen Ru's condition. Of course, they did not believe even for one second that both of them were dead. The demon must be toying with them!
