Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 80 The Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life

"Wanyue! It's you again?" Zhang Chen looked at the girl in front of him and said, "Brother Chen! You've found a new love and you're already abandoning the old one? Waaah~" Qin Wanyue covered her face and said sadly, "Stop talking nonsense! Quickly undo the Endless Corridor!" Zhang Chen said, "You heartless man!" Qin Wanyue suddenly attacked with a ferocious expression. Zhang Chen raised his hand, and holy light shone in his palm. Instantly, Qin Wanyue's body made a sizzling sound like roasted meat. She turned around and tried to run away.

But Zhang Chen had already caught up with her, pinning her to the ground with one hand while his other hand shone with holy light as bright as the summer sun, forcibly purifying her.

She thrashed about like a fish leaping onto the shore, trying to attack Zhang Chen, but it seemed that he was also in a spiritual state within the painting world, and she couldn't touch him at all.

Soon after, her limbs fell limply to her sides. Zhang Chen realized that Wan Yue had stopped breathing, so he got up and looked around.

But there was nothing around, just a vast expanse of white, as if the world consisted only of himself and this unknown thing.

Just as Zhang Chen turned around to observe, Wan Yue's corpse behind him was quietly changing, eventually transforming into Mu Nu Jiao and standing up.

Zhang Chen naturally sensed it. Turning around, he saw Mu Nujiao looking at him with broken eyes and a pale face, saying, "Achen, do you not love me at all! Why didn't you take me with you again!"

"Tell me how to break the Endless Corridor! I'll tell you!" Zhang Chen said. He had already experienced the illusion once and was quite immune to it.

Mu Nujiao said, "You go first!"

"Uh—I was just worried you'd get hurt!"

"besides!"

"Love! It's your turn to say it."

"Then if you love me, can you stay and keep me company? You haven't even touched me yet." With that, she slowly began to remove her clothes. "I think I've been giving you too much of a smile! Wearing someone else's skin and pretending to be her—die!"

There was nothing in this space, so Zhang Chen could only keep killing monsters.

"The 10th — 66 — 65 —"

He didn't know how long he had been swiping, but with a final bang, he returned to his body.

A ray of light appeared ahead of the endless gallery, and it turned out to be the end in less than a hundred meters!

"How long have I been standing in front of this picture?" Zhang Chen asked. "About half an hour! Let's go, there's a path ahead. Generally speaking, there will be a reward after passing a level." Mo Fan couldn't wait to walk ahead and pass through the gallery. What appeared in front of them was an extremely spacious front palace. The entire palace was made of pale white stone and jade, and the ground was so smooth that you could see your own shadow.

The pillars stand tall, each requiring four or five people to encircle it, and are covered with dense, incomprehensible incantations.

The palace seemed to be empty, desolate, and deathly silent except for the echoing sound of their footsteps.

"What smells so good!" Zhang Chen said after entering. "There must be something good! My little mudfish is trembling too!" Mo Fan said excitedly. "It seems to be here, come with me!" Zhang Chen beckoned to Mo Fan. In the center of the palace, there was a stone platform, on which sat a crystal-clear demon lotus. When you got close to it, it even emitted a charming fragrance.

"Half for each of us!" Zhang Chen broke the demon lotus in half and handed it to Mo Fan. Zhang Chen keenly noticed the bronze mirror above and gestured for Mo Fan to go to the corner to absorb the energy.

"What did those two kids take with them?" Zhu Meng asked from the clock tower. "It looks like a lotus flower?" Du Xiao said uncertainly. By the time they saw it, Zhang Chen and the other two had already stuffed the demon lotus into their pockets and run away.

"Wow! This stuff is amazing! I'm already at the second level of the advanced fire element!" Mo Fan exclaimed in surprise as he opened his eyes. "I'm also at the second level of the advanced plant element!" Zhang Chen laughed as well. "Hurry up! Hurry up! Who knows what other good stuff is ahead!" Mo Fan, like a bear that had just tasted honey, couldn't wait to continue forward.

Inside were lifelike statues, all made of white jade, which looked remarkably similar to the woman's fair and smooth skin.

Most importantly, all of these sculptures are of women with graceful figures and slender feet. They are all in different poses, some bowing, some bowing, some kneeling, and some smiling. When you walk past them, you really feel like an emperor with a long line of concubines waiting to greet him.

To better depict these women as the king's favorite concubines, the craftsmen did not sculpt them with clothes during the carving process. They were completely naked, and their charming and beautiful appearance made it difficult to regard them merely as smooth and lustrous sculptures.

Mo Fan watched with great interest: "I never imagined the Ancient King had a collecting habit!"

Zhang Chen's ears turned slightly red: "Let's go! I can't understand the aesthetics of the ancients."

Continuing forward, the sculpture was gone, and ahead appeared a jade platform that gradually narrowed, with emptiness and darkness on both sides, giving the feeling of gradually walking down a slope towards a cliff.

The black gale howled and swirled incessantly on both sides of the stone platform cliff.

"No way out?" Mo Fan asked doubtfully. "Let's walk a little further and take a look down! Maybe we're at the bottom of a cliff!"

As they approached the cliff, an arched bridge suddenly appeared at the end of the stone platform. This was not a small bridge over a stream, but a magnificent and imposing flying arched bridge. Its gray-white body resembled a dragon soaring into the deeper darkness.

There are ten arched bridges in total, and they seem to stretch endlessly as far as the eye can see.

"I give up! We've reached the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life! What do we do?! Only one out of ten leads to the Ancient Throne!" Zhang Chen complained, looking at the information. "Fortunately, the information says that the Gate of Death and the Gate of Life might not be absolute! Let's go together!"

"Alright! I choose!"

"Get lost! I choose! Do you remember which one you chose back in the desolate city? The one on the right side of the middle!"

Outside the bronze mirror, the high-ranking officials saw the two of them walking the same path, and their expressions turned somewhat unpleasant.

They didn't want the two of them to walk across a bridge together.

Zhu Meng's expression was initially rather grim, but after considering the ten options, and the fact that there were only two of them, the probability was too low. Choosing one path might mean they could take care of each other in case of danger, and his expression gradually softened.

Walking along the magnificent white arched bridge inside the tomb, the two unknowingly ventured deeper into the darkness.

Looking back, the cliffside stone platform was gone, the road ahead was pitch black, and a black wind was rising behind, as if walking on an empty bridge, where one could fall into an abyss at any moment.

The bridge was pitch black, and the further they went, the more unsettling it became. Zhang Chen was exasperated; it seemed that the old king couldn't stand anything less than an infinitely extended space. He walked on anxiously for an unknown amount of time.

A silver light suddenly appeared in front of the bridge—"A portal to space!"

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