The things in the ruined temple weren't easy to deal with. There would definitely be danger if I only sent a wisp of divine consciousness wearing a paper fox skin to see him. If we fought, I was afraid I would suffer a great loss.

The first plan wasn't a good choice. I might even end up killing myself.

In that case, it seemed safer to choose the second plan, but I still didn't know the exact location of the ruined temple, and I had no way to see the road or remember it. I wasn't walking in the real world, but in the void. My divine consciousness was following the paper fox, and might enter the ruined temple at any moment, but if I withdrew my divine consciousness, that connection would definitely be severed.

Now the paper fox was being treated as a real fox by the thing in the temple, which was why it was using chanting to lure it. If I suddenly withdrew my divine consciousness, the thing in the ruined temple would immediately realize something was wrong. Then I would be alerting the enemy, and it would be difficult to use other tricks. This trip might even be a waste.

After a little thought, I decided to temporarily hide my divine consciousness in the paper fox skin, but I added all kinds of mental cultivation methods and incantations that could be added to the divine consciousness, and prepared an escape route in advance.

If I could find the location of the ruined temple, it would be good to withdraw my divine consciousness without engaging in battle, and then go fight with my physical body. But if things didn't go smoothly and I had to fight directly, I had to make sure my divine consciousness had some combat power.

The little fox I had transformed into walked step by step following the chanting, its eyes slowly becoming dazed, as if sleepwalking. Its whole body was wrapped in a warm feeling, as if it had just drunk alcohol. Now, I even had the urge to drink blood.

I continued to walk step by step. Finally, I saw the ruined temple that the little fox had mentioned.

Although the temple was dilapidated, it was also magnificent. It was impossible to tell the architectural style of which era. Various halls, small halls, and walls were combined together, resembling a fox's head.

"Worship the ancestral fox, pay respects!" As I stood at the entrance of the ruined temple, I heard this voice. It seemed to be with the chanting, but also seemed to exist independently, as if someone was shouting next to me, but also as if it had always been in my ears.

Of course, I wouldn't pay respects to the demons here. I tore off the paper fox skin, revealed my true appearance, and then strode into the ruined temple with my head held high.

Without the influence of the fox skin, I could see everything in the ruined temple more clearly. A broken fox torso statue sat in the center of the main hall. On the offering table in front of it were many bloody offerings: human skin, facial features, stillborn babies, hearts... Basically, they were all taken from humans. The things in this temple didn't take killing people seriously at all.

I circled the offering table a few times and found that there was only one set of facial features on the table. I thought about the effect of putting this set of facial features in front of the faceless woman's head, and felt that it should be quite suitable.

So, I reached out to take the plate containing the facial features.

"Young master, it's not appropriate to take other people's things like this, is it?" a woman breathed into my ear.

I didn't turn my head, because I knew that even if I did, I wouldn't be able to see her.

"Is this your thing? I don't think so. Your eyes should be smaller, right? And your mouth should be the protruding type, right? I think you must be mistaken. This belongs to someone else. When the owner comes, they'll say you're a thief. I might as well put it away for you."

I held the plate of facial features and was about to pour it into my clothes when an icy touch landed on my hand, as if someone with cold hands had placed their hand on mine. However, I could only feel the coldness, and had no way to see the hand.

The coldness was gentle, without force or reluctance. However, after this coldness landed on my hand, the plate of facial features in my hand seemed to suddenly weigh a ton. It was difficult for me to hold it up, let alone put the facial features in my pocket.

I didn't argue with the coldness and simply put the plate down for her.

The voice immediately became gentle: "That's right. Don't take what's not yours."

I said coldly: "You should say that to yourself. Don't take what's not yours."

"Since it's here with me, and you can't take it away, then who else could it belong to if not me?" the woman continued leisurely.

I said: "It belongs to whoever it belongs to. I put it down for you, not because I don't plan to take it, but because I forgot something important. If this important thing isn't done well, it won't be of any use even if I take this plate of facial features."

"Oh? What did you forget? Did you forget to leave something behind?"

I said: "No, I almost forgot that before I came, a friend of mine told me that it's not enough to just take back the facial features, I also have to bring back the corpse of a white-haired fox, otherwise, these facial features won't be able to return to their owner."

"That ugly freak is still alive?" the woman's voice immediately turned cold. It seemed that not only did Miss Ba hate her so much that she wanted to cut out her heart and lungs, but she also gnashed her teeth at Miss Ba.

"Thanks for your concern, Miss Ba is doing very well now. Although there are still some burn marks, it doesn't affect her unparalleled charm. Moreover, she's very happy now. On the contrary, you have worked so hard to crawl out from underground, committed so many evils, and still can't even gather a physical form. How pathetic."

"What did you say?" the woman roared.

"I said you can't even gather a physical form. Miss Ba, even if her face is damaged, at least still has a charming fox form, right? On the contrary, you don't even have a fox body anymore. Don't you think you're very sad now?"

"Young man, do you know what a contradiction is? You just said you wanted to take my corpse back, but now you say I can't even gather a physical form? If I can't even gather a physical form, then where would I get a corpse?"

I sighed and looked at the half of the fox statue with a bit of pity, and said, "Such a tragic story, why do you have to make me tell it? Not only has your physical body been completely destroyed, but even your soul has been severely damaged. If it weren't for this half of the statue, you wouldn't even be able to stabilize your soul. But you're worried that if you keep possessing this half of the fox, you'll end up as a half-piece yourself. So, you reluctantly found a century-old white fox to possess, occupied its body, and relied on the fox statue to gather your soul. Am I right? The corpse that Miss Ba was talking about is naturally the century-old fox corpse that you possessed."

As I spoke, I slapped a hand seal towards the back of the statue.

If this fox still had her original body, I might not be able to beat her in a state of divine consciousness. But now she's only borrowing the body of a century-old fox, so her combat power will naturally be greatly reduced. I still have a good chance of winning.