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"what is that?"

Yu Lian poked her little head out from Wang Ping's sleeve and spoke in human language.

Zhigong looked at the magic circle that disappeared at the palace gate below and explained softly, "It's a ground vein sealing magic circle. It can squeeze space to create an independent channel and pull the moving target into it through gravity. I don't understand this magic circle, but I can break the gravity it creates."

Wang Ping also looked at the palace gate and asked, "Do we have to go inside the palace?"

He didn't want to put himself in a situation where he couldn't control himself.

Zhi Gong looked at Wang Ping and said, "I don't know what's going on inside the palace. I can only sense the gravity barriers everywhere. What I can be sure of is that this should be one of the magic arrays that Master Di Wen has set up in the mantle layer, and the magic array is based on some kind of energy deep inside this palace."

"In an environment like this, I can only protect one person before I understand the situation clearly, so I suggest you use a small flying puppet to follow me instead of taking the risk of going there yourself."

Wang Ping agreed with this suggestion in his heart, but did not agree immediately.

Zhi Gong saw Wang Ping thinking, and after two breaths of silence, he added: "Wait until I am familiar with the situation inside. If you have any ideas, I can take you in to take a look. In addition, if we find any natural treasures inside, we will share them equally."

Wang Ping readily agreed this time, and then took out an unactivated puppet bird from the storage bag. After the puppet bird was activated, it immediately flapped its wings and landed on Zhigong's shoulder.

"This puppet bird has a transfer array inside, which connects to my 'Dongtian Mirror' and my kingdom of God. I think that at such a close distance, even if there is interference from the earth vein array, I can still observe the situation inside the palace through it."

As Wang Ping spoke, a cloud of auspiciousness rose from his feet. He sat cross-legged on the cloud and said to Zhi Gong calmly, "Also, Hongze can use magic to contact Ao Hong who is trapped inside the magic circle. Then I can pass on Ao Hong's situation to you through the puppet bird."

"So good!"

Zhi Gong's eyes flashed, and then he stretched out his left hand and raised it up. A khaki-colored tower appeared out of thin air. The earth spirit formation on the surface of the tower drove the khaki-colored energy flowing in this space, opening up a clean passage.

"I'll go first..."

After Zhi Gong greeted, she did not stop, leaned down, and in a blink of an eye she moved to the area where the long sword had just been sucked away. The magic circle was not activated. She passed through the gravity confinement space around the palace safely, and landed on the high platform in front of the palace gate under the gaze of Wang Ping.

Wang Ping summoned the 'Sky Sword' again and built a magic array within the energy shield constructed by the wood spirit's energy. Maps of the Kingdom of God also appeared under his feet one after another.

When the bow entered the palace gate, Wang Ping stretched out his left hand and gently lifted it up. A golden light passed through the space full of earth spirit aura, lifted Hong Ze up and dragged him into the kingdom of God.

"Try to contact your master."

After Wang Ping gave instructions to Hong Ze, he transferred part of his consciousness to the puppet bird that followed the bow. Yu Lian connected to Wang Ping's soul and qi sea to help him maintain the stability of the kingdom of God.

Inside the palace below.

What came into view after Zhigong entered was dim light. Yes, there was light, but it was extremely dim, like the dim light in a horror scene in a ghost story, and it really carried an evil aura.

"There is a musty smell that is typical of old houses, but the smell is even stronger, as if someone just died here. Also, when my soul probed out, I sensed a corrosive energy that was slowly eating away at the spiritual energy within my soul."

Zhi Gong was naturally saying this to Wang Ping who was connected to the puppet bird. Then the khaki tower beside her flashed with light, illuminating the surrounding area. What appeared in her sight was a long and narrow passage. The passage was very long and the light could not illuminate its end, but through the originally dim light in the palace, it could be seen clearly that it was a passage gradually going upwards, with two symmetrical rooms every ten feet on both sides.

There were some damaged swords, spears, halberds and other magical weapons left on the walls and the ground of the passage, and there were black bloodstains next to the magical weapons. In the cultivation world, bloodstains were only left when the demon cultivators died.

"These bloodstains still have a bloody smell after countless years. I think they must be from a great demon who has achieved enlightenment!"

When Zhi Gong was speaking to Wang Ping, he was looking at the five-meter-high stone wall next to him. There were huge murals carved on its surface and decorated with colorful paints, but many places were stained with black blood.

The mural on the left begins with several tiger monsters talking around a campfire, surrounded by a dense jungle with other wild beasts and monsters in the jungle. The only tiger monster depicted from the front in the painting is extremely strong and has a black trident beside him.

"It's rare to hear of tiger monsters living in groups. This can only mean that this group has an ambitious leader!"

While Zhi Gong was communicating with Wang Ping, he turned his head to look at the mural on the right. The mural showed a man holding a pitch-black trident and fighting with other tiger monsters. It was still a dense forest. Some tiger monsters were lying in a pool of blood with their stomachs ripped open, while some were kneeling in front of the tiger monster holding the pitch-black trident.

Most of the mural was stained with blood, especially the upper body of the victorious tiger demon, which was almost invisible.

Zhigong paused for a moment, placed the yellow tower in front of him and walked deep into the passage. He soon came to the next mural. There was a big door separating the two murals. There was a door on each side. The door was made of metal. Due to the passage of time, most of it had been damaged. A little light shone in, and he could see some stone beds for rest inside.

This room should be the resting place for the palace guards. There is a weapon rack next to each stone bed. Although most of the weapon racks have been damaged, it is worth mentioning that the bloodstains in the room are heavier, and there are countless marks on the ground and walls as if they were scratched by sharp blades.

"This building should have some kind of magic array carved on it, otherwise it would have collapsed in the battle like the ruins outside. It could also be some kind of secret treasure. The reason why it can be used as the core of a magic array by True Lord Diwen is probably due to this."

Zhigong's tone was full of curiosity. After communicating with Wang Ping through the puppet bird, he looked at the next mural on the left. In this mural, the tiger demon of this tribe has built a simple wooden fortress. The small demons of other tribes are helping to build the houses. The tiger demon holding a trident is suspended in the sky, watching everything below like a god. The mural on the right is, as expected, the tiger demon holding a trident, conquering other small demon tribes by force. There are traces of humans in the corner of this mural. The tiger demon did not take slaves from the human tribe, but slaughtered them all.

This is the same as the ancient demon tribe recorded by humans. In that era, there was no humane way of speaking. Most demon tribes regarded humans as a kind of demon tribe, but that was the weakest kind and was often used as food by other demon tribes.

Zhigong did not stay in front of the mural for long.

Continuing to walk down, there are the same two rooms, with the same experience inside, and the murals are still being painted. This time, the wooden fortress on the left has expanded several times, forming a medium-sized gathering place. It is not limited to the tiger demon living in the fortress. The tiger demon sits on a tall chair in the center of the fortress, and the black trident is placed on his left hand.

The leaders of various demon tribes were located at the position where the tiger demon was attacking. In front of them was a blazing bonfire. The naked humans around the bonfire were tied together like livestock. Some demon leaders were holding human limbs in their hands and gnawing on them.

There are large patches of blood near the bonfire in the mural, covering up many scenes. The heads of the demon leaders who are gnawing on human limbs have scratches all over their heads, making their heads blurry. The blood is thickest in the corner of the mural, and there are no less than ten weapons of various types nearby.

In the center of the mural on the right, the tiger demon is condensing demonic energy, but most of the picture is scratched and erased, but you can see that he is probably condensing a demon pill. In the corners of the mural, you can see the demon army fighting with human monks, but the human monks are very weak and only know how to cast some basic spells.

“This mural should be read from right to left!”

Zhi Gong said in a low voice, and then continued to move forward. There were still two empty rooms, and the battle in the room was obviously more intense than the previous one.

Most of the murals on both sides were scratched and destroyed, and the only thing left on the right was a scene of a tiger demon holding a black trident and a human monk with lightning flashing all over his body. This human monk was practicing the secret method of the Yuqing Sect.

The mural on the left was completely scraped away, leaving only a small part of the forest in the four corners, and some weapons nailed to the wall with some metal armor plates remaining on the weapons. This must be because someone executed some demon guards and nailed them here.

Zhi Gong looked at the scraped-clean mural and stayed for a while before moving forward. She raised her head after taking two steps. Under the bright light from the khaki tower, the surface of the ceiling looked as if there was a layer of flesh and blood attached to it, and it was beating slightly, with light red blood flowing under the flesh and blood.

The dim light inside the palace was emitted by them, which gave it a very strong visual impact, especially the pieces of flesh wriggling on the ceiling. There were dense blood bubbles on the surface of those pieces of flesh, and the reflection under the light made them look like a pair of bloody eyes. Ordinary people would collapse at just one look.

Zhi Gong was able to stabilize his breath by forcibly using his own cultivation to suppress the fear and tension in human nature. Wang Ping, who observed all this through the puppet bird, used the rational state of "self-restraint" to cover up the discomfort of human nature.

"This is most likely the blood and soul of the demon race that is suppressed here. It provides a continuous supply of energy to the earth vein formation here. Look, on the surface of the flesh and blood..."

As Zhi Gong spoke, the magic formula maintained by her left hand changed rapidly, and then a breath of earth spirit emerged from her body, circling the high tower and rushing towards the ceiling. When it approached the ceiling, it reflected a denser earth spirit formation, which imprisoned the flesh and blood on the ceiling, connecting it with the palace and preventing the flesh and blood from shedding even a drop of blood.

After a while.

Zhi Gong adjusted to her environment before moving forward again. After taking two steps, she looked at the mural on her right again. This time, a layer of the entire wall had been scraped off, and the same was true on the left.

"pity…"

Zhi Gong continued to move forward while whispering softly. Most of the murals behind him were destroyed. After more than ten breaths, the flowing earth spirit energy became denser, blocking most of the vision like yellow sand.

Not far ahead, you can see the end of this passage.

However, Zhigong stopped when he reached the end because the murals on both sides of the end were intact.

She first looked at the mural on the right. The tiger demon holding a trident was still the protagonist, but at this moment he was in outer space where light and darkness alternated. There were more than a dozen powerful demons around him, and there were several monks from the Yuqing Sect and the Taiyin Sect in the corner. They were besieging a giant beast covered in black.

The giant beast resembles both a wolf and a lion, with pure white patterns on its body. There are countless twisted alien objects around it, and behind it is the moon, which is now a strange black and white color.

Zhi Gong stared at the mural for a long time without making any comment, then turned his head to look to the left. The tiger demon holding a black trident in the mural on the left occupied one-third of the mural. He stood in the middle of the picture as if he was the only one in charge, surrounded by big demons kneeling and praying to him.

The mural on the left did not arouse Zhigong's much interest. She looked at the mural on the right again, and after a long while she said, "The only ones not here are our Xuanmen monks!"

After she sighed, she walked out of the passage. As the flickering light of the ochre-colored tower spread, a huge hall appeared in front of her. There was a high platform in front of the hall, and on the platform was a huge stone throne. However, most of the throne was destroyed, leaving only an outline, and there was no decoration anywhere else except for the hole in the center of the hall.

The hole was also destroyed later. Because it was very irregular, it was obvious that it was created by brute force. The earth spirit energy generated by the flesh and blood magic array on the ceiling formed a beam of energy light, which was being transmitted to an unknown area through the hole.

The bow hooked a little earth spirit energy and flowed towards the center of the hall. Suddenly, one could see that there was also a ground vein formation at the edge of the hole. It echoed with the formation on the ceiling, forming a gravity space in the center of the hall.

"That should lead to the core of the magic circle. I can get through by hiding myself among the earth spirits!"

Zhi Gong took two steps forward but suddenly stopped, then turned abruptly to look at the giant wall on the left side of the hall. The first thing her eyes caught was a figure sitting upright on a lotus platform, with a peaceful and mysterious light emanating from his side. His face was neutral, his expression neither happy nor sad, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything!
This is the holy statue of the Nine Heavens Yin and Yang Great Lord!

After observing the statue for a long time, Zhigong's eyes shifted to the side. The first thing she saw was the Jade Purity monks. The divine thunder on their bodies was too vivid. Then there were the Taiyin monks who used Yin thunder. Then there were the powerful monsters. Their images were different. Finally, there were the beasts in the sky. (End of this chapter)