The path was full of twists and turns, and there were many paths leading to higher places. Initially, everyone chose to walk together, probably because having more people gave them a sense of security. However, as time went by, some people chose to walk alone. Basically, as long as they chose different paths, they would never see each other again …
When they stepped onto a staircase that circled around the mountain, a loud noise suddenly came from the invisible staircase. A huge iron ball that was red-hot from the flames rolled down the narrow staircase. The few warriors walking at the front did not even have time to dodge and were crushed into meat paste by the huge, fiery iron ball …
He Haohan pulled out the saber on his back and swung it. Just as he was about to split the huge iron ball in half, the iron ball suddenly exploded. Following that, the fiery iron pieces shot wildly in all directions, killing the people around the staircase!
"This path is a dead end, this path is a dead end!" someone shouted from behind. A large group of people began to run back …
However, just as they ran back, the sturdy staircase suddenly collapsed, one by one. The places that collapsed were filled with traps with sharp spears. The people who fell down were pierced by the spears.
These were very common traps that would often appear in the tombs of officials and nobles to guard against tomb robbers. However, even though these traps were very common, a group of people still died tragically!
"Those guys, we don't know where they are, but they never get tired of it. As long as they see people die in their traps, they will enjoy it very much … It is said that every year, they will evaluate the most difficult traps and the traps that kill the most people. Accordingly, the disciple who designed the traps will be promoted and rewarded," He Haohan said.
"What a bunch of perverts!" He Yiling cursed.
"These are all triggered traps. They must have appeared because we stepped on something. Pay attention to the staircase under our feet," Zhu Minglang said.
"Look at your feet! Look at your feet!" A martial artist hurriedly told everyone around him when he heard Zhu Minglang's words.
Zhu Minglang naturally wouldn't be hurt by such a low-level mechanism, but the others might die instantly. Their lives were too cheap. They could barely be considered a group of people in the same group, so Zhu Minglang gave them some pointers to prevent too many casualties.
Just as Zhu Minglang said, the rolling red-hot iron balls and the sunken stairs were triggered by people stepping on them.
As long as he paid attention to the problematic steps, such a trap would not appear again.
The group of people successfully walked through the winding mountain steps. Many of them were already paralyzed on the ground. They were so scared that they didn't have the courage to continue walking.
"There's some gold here. You guys can split it. It's not too late to turn back now." Zhu Minglang was the first to walk up. When he walked up, he saw a box of gold sand.
After passing one or two places, there would be corresponding rewards. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people coming here to die.
"This bit of money isn't even enough for us to buy a Divine Mortal Pill. If we can't become Divine Mortals, we'll have to be mortals for the rest of our lives. We have no fate with Divine Mortals. We have the strength of a lifetime, but we can't even deal with a Night Demon. We can only watch as the villagers get tortured to death …" The martial artist didn't want the money.
"These people from the Mo Clan aren't any more benevolent than the Night Demon." He Haohan said.
Humans die for wealth and birds die for food. Zhu Minglang didn't know what these people were thinking.
There were many paths to cultivation. As long as one worked hard, they could still find a path with abundant spiritual energy in Shenjiang. Coming to a place like this was a gamble. The bargaining chip was one's life. So what if one soared to the heavens? Without the ability to become stronger, even if there were unexpected disasters, they would still be powerless.
Zhu Minglang also knew that persuasion was meaningless.
In front of them was a pool. Behind the pool was a gorgeous long palace.
It was easy for people with cultivation to cross the pool. They just had to jump over it. However, the martial artists and mortals could only swim over. The pool was very deep, and it was hard to tell what was inside.
Although Zhu Minglang could casually summon a dragon and carry them across the pool, it was actually a very simple matter.
However, Zhu Minglang didn't do that.
Climbing was very simple. As a God, Zhu Minglang could easily make many people reach the peak of the mountain. However, if he sent them to the peak, how would they climb down alive? Would they be able to deal with the ferocious demons on the peak? The cold of the peak could easily crush their willpower …
Only those who climbed from the foot of the mountain to the peak could adapt to the harsh conditions on the peak.
At the pool, they would naturally leave when they realized how dangerous it was. However, if he helped them reach the long palace, it would be even more dangerous. They would only die faster.
Here at the pool, mortals and cultivators were separated. When Zhu Minglang entered the long palace, he could already hear screams coming from the pool behind him.
Zhu Minglang didn't turn around to take a look.
If they didn't have a choice, Zhu Minglang could save them.
They had to bear the consequences of their own choices.
"This seems to be the Snake Palace," He Haohan said.
"Are they raising snakes?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"It's not the kind of snake demons we usually see. It's a mechanical snake …" He Haohan said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the walls of the long palace suddenly opened up. Giant mechanical snakes made of iron and wood as bones and blades as scales crawled out. Although they were made of cold machinery, they still gave off an eerie feeling!
"A bunch of trash!" The female swordsman He Yiling made her move. She placed two sabers between her arms. As she waved her arms, willow-shaped saber qi flew out.
As soon as the cold mechanical snakes approached, they were cut into several pieces by He Yiling and scattered on the ground.
Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak!
However, the joints of these mechanical snakes were very clever. Even if they were cut off, they could immediately lock together tightly like mortises and tenons. Therefore, the mechanical snakes that were cut into pieces crawled back again, and more and more mechanical snakes crawled out of the wall.
"Hmph, then turn into scraps!" The female swordsman He Yiling used her powerful saber technique again.
Huge saber qi swept out and cut the mechanical snakes crawling all over the long palace into scraps of wood and iron. They scattered on the ground again.
The cultivators who came in with her looked at the female swordsman He Yiling as if they were looking at a monster. It was rare to see someone whose saber technique had reached such a level. Most importantly, she seemed to be waving her saber casually and cutting these powerful mechanical snakes into scraps!
"Let's go. Mechanical beasts of this level can't stop us," He Haohan said.
After passing the first snake palace, they arrived at the second palace. This palace was bigger and deeper, and there were still seven to eight meter long mechanical snakes crawling out of the walls. These mechanical snakes were obviously tougher, and their skeletons were forged from smelted metal. Even the sharp blades covering their bodies were polished to incomparable sharpness. Moreover, they were more nimble and faster …
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