Chapter Sixteen: The Cemetery of Gods, the Dark Temple!

  Tie Feng's mind went blank, he didn't dare to look around, his mouth was open, and even his teeth felt a bit loose. His whole body was stiff, only his eyes rolled towards Zhan Qi, and he muttered somewhat woodenly: "Did you... miscount?"

  He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, perhaps it was just a mistake in the number of casualties, or perhaps there were fewer people before, and after that skull-like giant spider, except for War Qi, no one noticed how many people were left.

  Lian Zhan Qi, they all seemed to dare not look at the people around them again. Their eyes stared at the ground beneath their feet, their faces calm yet terrifying. One word at a time, they spoke slowly but firmly, "Absolutely no mistake, before, we only had eight people left."

  After the skull giant spider, there must be one more person, or perhaps, it's not a human!

  "How is this possible" War's scalp felt a bit chilly, but he forced himself to calm down, stiffened his scalp, and with a pitch-black gaze, quickly swept over the people around him, finally stopping at Ling Wusuo on his right side, curled up his lips, and muttered: "Nine".

  Ling Wushuang also felt a chill run down his spine. After all, in such a haunted place, one's life was always at stake, not to mention the eerie events that had been unfolding.

  Her eyes deepened, and she suddenly turned to the crowd around her, her red lips uttering two words, "Who is it?!"

  Cold words, like a tranquilizer, as he spoke, Ling Wu's eyes were slightly cold, carefully looking at each person's face, confirming the gaze, Zhan Qi, Zhan Xiu, Zhang Yi, Yao Sheng...

  "Look, look what I'm doing" The middle-aged man behind Yao Sheng, who was one of Yao Sheng's disciples, Jia Huai, saw Ling Wu Shuang staring at him with unblinking eyes. He, who was already frightened out of his wits, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He shook his hands quickly and stuttered incoherently, "Don't mind me, I don't know anything."

  Watching him doing something, he doesn't know either.

  At this time, everyone also discovered something was wrong and followed Ling Wushuang's gaze.

  The iron-colored lip petals were a deep purple, and a soft voice whispered out, "It's not that I'm looking at you, but rather what's behind you, there is, there is..."

  His hands trembled as he pointed at Jia Hu's back, and for half a day, he didn't know what that thing was.

  "What thing" made Jia Hu's face turn pale, fear rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, instantly chilling him to the bone, and he could almost hear the sound of his own heartbeat pounding.

  "You're the one who's talking" He forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, not daring to look back, his whole body stiffened, and he slowly walked towards Yao Sheng and others, not daring to make any disturbing noise.

  Ling Wushuang's red lips were tightly pursed, secretly thinking and not daring to make a move easily.

  "Crack!"

  Accompanied by a cracking sound of bones shattering, Jia Hu's eyes suddenly enlarged.

  "Ah!"

  Tie Feng couldn't help but let out a loud cry, and a pair of emaciated hands suddenly grasped from behind Jia Hua's neck. Everyone could clearly see that the unknown creature had five fingers with black and green nails, and fresh blood spurted out from Jia Hua's neck. His eyes were wide open, as if he was enduring immense pain.

  "Damn it!" Another beloved disciple died, the Medicine Saint's anger burned, and he didn't care about being afraid. He raised his hand and launched a shocking attack at that unknown human-shaped object.

  Ling Wu's eyes gleamed with a faint chill, her slender body trembled slightly, and the breath of life also rapidly moved in its direction, bursting out.

  "Bang——"

  That humanoid object stood behind Jia Hu, only a pair of dark green hands could be seen, stretching out from his back neck, like holding a small chicken, lifted him up as a whole person, swung his hand and threw it out several meters away, thudded to the ground, already without any breath.

  Cough

  After a few loud noises, the attacks of Medicine Saint and Ling Wu Xiang both landed on the ground, but there was no sign of that thing. Only a few pine needles were seen scattered around, and in the hazy mist, a human figure quickly moved towards the direction behind them, disappearing from view after just a few steps.

  "What exactly is this?" Yao Sheng looked at his disciple on the ground, who refused to close his eyes in death. In his eyes, there was not only sorrow but also some fear.

  Jia Hu was a third-grade saint, but in front of this ghost thing, he didn't even have the slightest power to fight back.

  But what's even more terrifying is that the people here are all saints, and he himself is a 9th-grade saint. This thing was able to sneak up on them without anyone noticing!

  Tie Feng was still in a state of shock and fear, and he replied dully: "I didn't see clearly, but the figure looked like a person, with something like tree bark or hemp cloth draped over their body."

  It takes a lot of courage to take a closer look when encountering such a situation.

  Jian Zhan's expression turned serious as he gazed at her, and Ling Wu also shook his head slightly. This thing moved too fast, and she was standing right in front of Jia Huo, so there was no time to take a closer look, only knowing it was a human-shaped object.

  "My goodness, what kind of place is this?" Zhang Yi swallowed his saliva, thinking that just now there was an unknown ghost thing that followed them silently from behind all the way, but no one discovered it, and he felt his teeth go soft.

  Zhan Xi's dark eyes sank slightly as he said in a low voice: "Now, we have seven people left."

  When they heard this, Zhan Qi and Zhang Yi looked at each other, nodded slowly, and understood the meaning of his words. They must pay attention to their surroundings and cannot let that ghostly thing get close again, otherwise, who knows who will be the next victim.

  "Keep moving forward, don't let this thing catch up to us." Ling Wusuo pursed her lips tightly, gazing into the depths of the fog, as if lost in thought.

  The atmosphere around was oppressive, and the group's faces were heavy, making them even more cautious.

  Tie Feng and Yao Sheng were even farther ahead, now even the people walking beside them couldn't help but feel uneasy, this place was just too strange.

  It was puzzling and yet a relief that for the rest of the journey, that strange thing never appeared again.

  "Look quickly, what is that thing!" Zhan Xiu raised his head and looked into the distance, where a vague outline was visible in the thick fog. He elbowed Ling Wushuang beside him in surprise, "It seems to be the shape of a palace."

  Ling Wushuang responded with a gaze, her clear eyes slightly narrowed, "Let's go take a look"

  The Medicine Saint's eyes lit up with excitement, and his body flashed as he disappeared from the spot. The two people behind him followed in his footsteps, rushing to catch up, and quickly jumped towards a not-too-distant place.

  "It's a temple... Could it be, the legendary temple?" Yao Sheng was so excited that his eyes turned red, and he muttered to himself as he ran quickly.

  It doesn't matter if there are no other treasures; if we're lucky enough to reach the legendary temple, won't there be plenty of good things?!

  In less than a moment, the vague outline finally became clear in front of everyone.

  "This......" Zhang Yi's mouth was agape as he stared at the black palace in front of him, shocked into speechlessness.

  A withered, stone-pillar-like giant tree, has been dead for who knows how many years. Countless straight tree trunks, all pitch black in color, densely packed, surround a dark palace that rises from the ground and pierces into the hazy, dark clouds.

  Majestic black palace, exuding an aura of ancient mystery and danger!

  The pitch-black palace, at the very front, was broken open by two rows of several dozen black dragon stone pillars. The scales of the black dragons rose up, surrounding columns that ten people couldn't encircle, coiling upwards, their heads gazing down at the crowd, their deep eyes staring downwards, vivid and lifelike, it was impossible to tell if they were real or fake.

  A lone figure stands before the palace, beneath hundreds of stone steps, like an ant in dust.

  "It's probably true, could it be true, it's really true" The Medicine Saint's pale lips trembled slightly as he gazed at the magnificent palace in front of him, so excited that he couldn't speak.

  "Does the Medicine Saint know what this place is?" Zhan Qi, Zhang Yi and others had spent their entire lives exploring countless dangerous lands, but they had never seen such a magnificent scene before. They were shocked at the same time, and towards the Medicine Saint's excited expression, they felt somewhat puzzled.

  The Medicine Saint pursed his lips, looking at the group of people in front of him with some disdain, as if they were unenlightened. He didn't seem to plan on explaining anything and instead looked up at the palace in front of him, his aged eyes deep and profound.

  Zhan Qi and Zhang Yi exchanged a glance, but neither of them spoke again.

  "Medicine Saint, what is this place?" Iron Feng, who had been following Medicine Saint all along, had a flush on his face and looked at Medicine Saint with some excitement, his tone somewhat flattering, "It looks like it should be some important place."

  The Medicine Saint saw Tie Feng's pleased expression and felt very satisfied. He put his hands behind his back, paused for a moment, and slowly explained: "According to legend, there are three places of mortal danger." He lowered his voice slightly and continued: "These three places of danger are the Heavenly Grave, the Earthly Sea, and the Thunder Pool. It's said that the Dark Sacred Temple will appear in one of these places... perhaps this place..."

  Afterwards, Yao Sheng did not speak again, and the group of people, including Ling Wu Shuang, all fell silent.

  "The Heavenly Tomb, also known as the Cemetery of All Gods, legend has it that there is a dark holy temple suppressing it!" As the Medicine Saint finished speaking, several faint gasps could be heard from around them.

  He slid his throat knot up and down, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and spat out, "Could it be... that this place is the tomb of the gods?"

  The Cemetery of Gods, just hearing this name makes him feel a chill run down his spine, if even gods fall here, then what about them...

  "Right," were the two words that Yao Sheng softly spat out, confirming Tie Feng's guess.

  "Senior brother, let's just...," The Medicine Saint's side was the only survivor of the Holy Hall besides him, also a high-ranking saint, the Zither Saint. His face was somewhat stiff, and after thinking for a long time, he finally spoke up: "It would be better if we returned."

  "Tomb in the sky, dark sacred temple, what a dangerous aura" Zhan Xiu's thick black eyebrows slightly furrowed, looking at Qin Sheng with an expression that seemed to be quite wary, and asked tentatively, "With our current strength, can we go in?"

  Nobody here seems to know what's going on except for Yao Lao.

  Ling Wu's eyes also showed a hint of doubt, her fingertips pinched the sharp chin, staring at the palace in front of her, as if deep in thought.

  "Just us?" The Medicine Saint's laughter had a hint of coldness, and he hummed before exhaling heavily, saying something that sent chills down one's spine: "Even if we were at the Divine level, going in would mean certain annihilation."

  Several people turned their heads in disbelief, gazing at the pitch-black palace not far away, towering into the clouds. The crowd couldn't help but feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts, wondering what was inside that even gods wouldn't return from.

  But the next sentence from Yao Sheng took several people's apprehension to an extreme, "Not to mention the peak god, even if it is the strongest king above the god level, if you rashly enter, one carelessness will result in death."

  "Strongest Overlord?" Zhan Xiuzhen's eyes widened in disbelief, his shock not only due to the danger of the dark temple before him, but also another piece of information from Yao Sheng's words - above the pinnacle of divine beings, there was actually another level, the Strongest Overlord!

  Ling Wushuang furrowed her brow, and indeed, many of these old codgers in the Holy Hall knew about it.

  The Medicine Saint pursed his lips tightly, shook his sleeve and said in a low voice: "Unless one has reached that realm, they will have the ability to investigate thoroughly."

  There were too many rumors about the Dark Temple, he didn't think that he would actually meet it in this place. If so, then this region must be the graveyard of the gods! Thinking of this, Yao Sheng's hands in his sleeves couldn't help but tremble slightly.

  Tian Zhong Mu, one of the three most perilous places in the world, is also the most terrifying! Ranked last among them is Lei Zhong Chi. Even in the realm of Shen Mo, where experts are as common as clouds, it can be a deadly place, let alone the tomb of the gods.

  "What, what realm, which realm?" Zhang Yi's mind was also somewhat dizzy, could it be that above the strongest king, there is an even higher realm?!

  Ling Wushuang's red lips curved slightly, almost imperceptibly. She naturally knew what the Medicine Saint meant by that realm - the Sovereign of Annihilation!

  Suddenly, Ling Wu's eyes lit up, no wonder this area didn't have many people daring to venture in, even if it were the messengers of the highest realm, they probably wouldn't dare enter this place easily.

  The surrounding dead air is one aspect, more importantly, even if they found the Dark Temple, they didn't dare to enter easily. The boundary of the Star Continent suppressed them, even if they were the strongest king's realm, their strength could only be suppressed in the divine realm, how dare they enter!

  "Well, Medicine Saint, let's hurry back" Tie Rong's expression was even uglier than crying, he didn't want any treasures anymore, now he just wanted to get out, the dangers along the way had already scared him to death, who knows what other things were inside.

  The face of Yao Sheng Cang Lao was tense, his teeth clenched so hard they ached, and finally, he spat out a single word, "Enter!"

  Tie Feng's back suddenly went limp, almost collapsing to the ground.

  Ling Wushuang smiled slightly and said, "An opportunity should not be missed. Since we have already come to this place, if we don't investigate thoroughly, wouldn't it be a pity?"

  His words seemed to carry a lazy tone, but in Ling Wu's clear eyes, there was a deep and quiet depth.

  The majestic palace in front of me, towering into the misty clouds, with hundreds of stone steps leading up to it, and a gate that is tens of meters wide, open wide. At a glance, one can see deep inside, as if it were an endless black hole, making people sink in, as if whispering a call from the ancient god of death.