The cultivators stared at Chu Chen intently, because his every move would determine the fate of everyone and the ruins.
Unknowingly, the cultivators' breathing almost stopped.
They felt as if the whole world had darkened, leaving only the young man shining with spiritual light.
As Chu Chen continued to throw talismans into the crystal ball, the bat puppet that had flown to an unknown location seemed to be under his control.
They quickly explored the entire rock area, and soon the crystal ball spat out a huge light screen.
This light screen was a lifelike holographic three-dimensional map.
The speed at which the dozen bat puppet explored the ruins was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators. In the blink of an eye, they had clearly explored the area within a radius of thousands of feet.
The rock walls in this area did indeed look like a maze that was deliberately placed here by an unknown existence to block the entrance of the ruins.
It contained countless killing arrays. Once one stepped into it, death was certain. However, there were three paths that could lead to the depths of the ruins through the stone arrays.
Under the bat puppet's exploration, the cultivators quickly obtained the distribution map of the stone arrays.
Everyone followed Chu Chen, shuttling through the stone arrays that were sometimes narrow and sometimes wide. After walking for an unknown period of time, they left the stone arrays and entered the real ruins.
The real ruins were the ruins of ancient palaces.
As they walked through the ruins, the cultivators could clearly feel that there was a special mysterious force in the space of the ruins. It was madly suppressing the cultivators' spiritual senses.
Even the light circle of Zhu Han's soul force was suppressed to less than a thousand feet away!
"This place is dark and deep, as gloomy as an endless hell …"
"Yes, if it weren't for Junior Brother Chu's bat puppet, once we entered, I'm afraid we would be running around like headless flies!"
"Senior Brother Zhu, why don't you withdraw the power of your spiritual perception and save some strength? When we encounter danger, we still have to rely on you!"
While walking in the dark ruins, the cultivators also whispered to each other. On one hand, they wanted to relieve the pressure in the air, and on the other hand, they used different methods to explore everything around them.
After hearing the kind advice of the cultivators around him, Zhu Han smiled very readily and withdrew the power of his spiritual perception.
"Junior Brother Chu is extremely talented and has a deep foundation. He can be called a proud son of heaven! Fortunately, his cultivation is only at the Spirit Stream Stage. Otherwise, I, an invincible expert at the Spirit River Stage, wouldn't have anything to be proud of in front of him. "
Zhu Han's personality could be considered straightforward. When he spoke such self-deprecating words, not only did the cultivators not look down on him, they instead felt that he was even more magnanimous.
It was unknown whether or not Chu Chen, who was walking at the front, heard the evaluation of the strongest person in the group. He only focused on the miniature map in the crystal ball as he led the way....
They continued to walk through the ruins for another two hours. After entering a dilapidated ancient hall, Zhu Han, who had suddenly walked past Chu Chen to the front of the group, suddenly narrowed her eyes. She immediately turned around with a cold expression and made a gesture to stop, indicating that everyone should not move forward.
..........
The passage they were standing in was limited in width, so the people behind them didn't know what was going on and loudly asked.
Zhu Han shook his right wrist and spirit light flowed. A circular light screen condensed in front of him. When the cultivators behind him saw the scene in front of them, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
About a hundred feet in front of the crowd, a pile of human-shaped skeletons were either sitting or lying down.
These skeletons didn't seem to be very old. There were still faint traces of spirit power on them, as if they hadn't been dead for very long.
"Most of these skeletons belong to cultivators of the Spirit Stream Tier, and a few of them are super cultivators of the Spirit River Tier. They seem to have been trapped alive in these ruins, unable to leave … The time of death is no more than two months."
Zhu Han's expression was unprecedentedly serious. After hearing his words, all the cultivators felt a chill run from their spines to the back of their heads. Their hair stood on end.
These ruins clearly weren't as simple as they looked!
The bodies of Spirit Stream Stage cultivators had been refined for a long time. If their spirit power hadn't dissipated, their bodies would be as strong as steel.
Their bodies wouldn't rot if they had just died for less than two months.
But these dead cultivators only had gray skeletons left. Not even a strand of flesh could be seen.
Their bones were also very gray and didn't seem to be sparkling at all … They seemed to have been dead for more than two months, perhaps even more than two hundred years!
How could this be?
How could the corpses of cultivators who had been dead for two months become like this?
What happened to their incomparably condensed flesh??
There was no need for anyone to remind them. At this moment, all the cultivators became extremely cautious.
There were no signs of being bitten on the skeletons. In other words, the flesh of these corpses wasn't eaten by anything. Instead, it seemed to have been forcefully destroyed by some strange power …
Unknowingly, everyone's spirit power had been pushed to its strongest state. At this point, they naturally couldn't easily turn around and leave the ruins.
Thus, although they were more and more afraid of these mysterious ruins, they still decided to follow the path that the puppet bat had explored.
The deeper they went into the ruins, the more skeletons they saw.
All the skeletons looked the same. There wasn't the slightest trace of flesh or blood. There wasn't even a drop of blood on the ground.
It felt as if they hadn't experienced any difficult battles. These people were all trapped to death and couldn't leave.
The cultivators felt lucky. Fortunately, they had Chu Chen's puppet bat. Otherwise, if they entered the ruins, they might end up like these skeleton cultivators.
Half a day later, all the cultivators felt that the mysterious power in the air had become stronger. It was actually starting to wear down their spirit power.
They didn't even have to deliberately use their spirit sense to feel that the air was filled with a dangerous aura. It was as if there was a blade at their backs, causing everyone's minds to be tense to the extreme.
"Wait, everyone stop!"
When the group reached the corner of a passage in the ruins, Chu Chen softly warned. He frowned and walked to the front of the group. "Something is very wrong. Everyone, stop."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes trembled slightly. He immediately activated the fist-sized transparent ball of light in his hand.
On the light screen formed by the ball of light, there was a circular dark area that hadn't been explored yet. It seemed incomparably deep and dark!?
The cultivators were greatly shocked and their expressions changed greatly.
"What's going on? Why haven't we explored anything here? Did your puppet bat miss this area?"
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