Chapter 4959: Hidden Danger “I didn’t expect so many people passing through here today. Two more carriages are coming up ahead—probably seeking shelter from the rain too.” The twenty-something cultivator remarked in surprise, peering through the door crack. But as their carriage drew nearer, someone leaned out from the front carriage to glance at the dilapidated temple before retreating back inside. Simultaneously, both carriages and their entourages began backing away, eventually halting by the roadside about a hundred meters back. “Weird. Why did they back off?” the young cultivator in his twenties asked, his gaze fixed on the two carriages and their entourage a hundred meters away. “Hmph! Probably scared off by this dense Yin place,” a middle-aged cultivator scoffed, arms crossed as he rested with eyes closed. “Bunch of cowards.” “What dense yin place?” the other two cultivators asked, their brows furrowing. “This dilapidated temple, of course! Haven’t you sensed the heavy yin energy here, mingled with a touch of murderous energy?” the middle-aged cultivator said, glancing at the two beside him. “It was better before the rain. Now that it’s raining, the yin energy has grown heavier, and the atmosphere feels even colder.” Hearing this, the two men’s expressions shifted slightly. They immediately stood up. “We hadn’t noticed it, but since this place is like this, we certainly can’t linger here long, lest we invite trouble.” With that, they headed toward the entrance of the dilapidated temple. Glancing back at the seated middle-aged cultivator, the young cultivator standing by the door with a puzzled expression, and the green-robed woman sleeping with closed eyes in the corner, they hesitated briefly before offering a well-meaning warning: “You lot, I’ve heard my master say that Yin-Shattered Qi is no ordinary force. If your strength and cultivation aren’t sufficient, you could easily become entangled by it. You’d best leave quickly! Especially you, young lady. As a woman, you’re even more susceptible to its grasp.” Hearing this, Feng Jiu opened her eyes and glanced at the two. Nodding, she said, “Alright, you may go.” She remained seated, unmoving. “Two grown men, yet not as bold as a woman,” the middle-aged cultivator remarked with a dismissive glance, his eyes brimming with contempt. The two cultivators refrained from arguing. Instead, they bowed respectfully to Feng Jiu. “Farewell, young lady. Take care.” With that, they turned and walked out. Outside, they immediately shielded themselves with spiritual energy. The rain was deflected by the protective barrier, leaving them completely dry. Though sustaining this shield drained their spiritual energy reserves, they had no other choice. Their sole focus was to distance themselves from this place. Thus, they flew through the storm on their swords, their bodies constantly shielded by the energy barrier. Along the mountain path, two horse-drawn carriages stood. While the passengers inside were sheltered by the carriages themselves, the seven or eight attendants remained by the vehicles, hastily erecting small tents along the roadside for shelter. The fierce wind and heavy rain made the muddy path treacherous. To prevent the carriages from overturning in the storm or the horses from bolting in fright, they had no choice but to halt here and wait for the downpour to ease. Inside the lead carriage, a middle-aged man tucked a blanket around the reclining elder and said, “Father, the storm is too violent now. We must wait for it to subside before continuing.” “Mm.” The old man, eyes closed and face pale, responded weakly. “Brother, isn’t there a dilapidated temple up ahead? Why not take shelter there?” The man in his thirties sitting beside him asked in confusion, glancing toward the ruined temple. “There are people taking shelter inside!”