Ten pangolins worked tirelessly day and night in three shifts, and within a single day they had dug three hundred meters. They dug from the outside of the Daoist temple to the underground chamber at the base of the mountain, then excavated a two-meter-wide space outside the chamber walls.
After rewarding the pangolins with a meal of roe deer meat, Zhang Chen let them go.
It was nighttime by then, and Zhang Chen carried a bucket to the main hall to continue stealing the Power of Incense.
Involuntarily, Zhang Chen's gaze moved towards the Jade Talisman in the statue's mouth, seeing it also devouring the Power of Faith. Its speed of devouring the Power of Incense was much faster than his.
"What is Prince Pingbian's Mansion planning? Aren't they worried about angering the Yellow Heaven Dao?" Zhang Chen was puzzled. Logically, there was no need for Prince Pingbian's Mansion, having allied with the Yellow Heaven Dao, to employ such petty tactics, right?
