The backyard of the Chen Family Manor, shrouded in darkness.
The once lively and bustling water and land Dharma assembly was now plunged into a dead silence.
The orderly chanting of the monks and the clear clash of the chimes suddenly ceased.
The whispering voices of the Chen Family also seemed to choke in their throats, disappearing in an instant.
On the broad open ground, only the roaring flames in front of the Dharma Platform danced wildly in the darkness.
The orange-red tongues of fire kept leaping upwards, almost licking the dark sky.
Everyone stopped moving, their eyes fixed intently on the fire.
A terrifying thought surfaced in everyone's minds simultaneously.
Was the sigh they just heard an illusion? Or was there truly an Evil Spirit hidden within the corpse?
Could it be that even this great fire couldn't destroy it?
The wind suddenly grew fierce, blowing the scripture banners around with a flapping sound.
