At the foot of the Holy Mountain, if the Spirit Clan, who wanted to come up to the Holy Mountain, knew that the coffin bearers they revered were a group of people who were so bored that they didn't even care about the rules, what would they think?
But they were indeed very bored, and they didn't revere the mountain in front of them as much as they thought. Playing chess with Mo Long seemed to be their only pleasure besides burying the strong.
"These two seem to be from the Human Clan!" One of the coffin bearers said.
"Eh, it's really a human. How did Old Ancestor Mo Long bring a human from such a faraway place to this place?"
"Humph, it's better to use despicable creatures like the Human Clan than to harm our Spirit Clan!"
"Place your bets, start placing your bets. How far do you think these two humans can climb?"
"At most, one mile. Their bones will definitely be crushed."
"I bet one mile. The person that Mo Long likes will not be so simple."
Several coffin bearers began to place their bets, and the strongest coffin bearer was the banker. The things they took out were all top-grade spirit crystals and spiritual fruits that exuded the aura of life. In addition, one Spirit Clan member also bet an immortal weapon.
At the same time, Ye Tianze began to circulate the wood spiritual power in his body. After entering the King Realm, the wood element inner core was bigger than before.
"Look, this guy can't hold on any longer. He even started to use spiritual power to heal his injuries. It seems that you are all going to lose!"
"That's not necessarily true. This person can detect green spiritual power on the seven-colored stone. It seems that Mo Long has bet a lot. It's impossible that he can't walk one mile."
"That's right. If he can hold on, he can at least walk one mile. Don't be too complacent."
The eight coffin bearers began to discuss, each with their own opinions. But the coffin bearer who was the banker had a playful expression on his face.
After gambling so many times, he had never lost once. In his opinion, Ye Tianze couldn't hold on for long if he used spiritual power.
This was because the body had already reached its limit when it was injured. If it continued forward, the injuries would only become more and more serious. This kind of pain was not something that could be easily resisted.
Sure enough, after an hour, Ye Tianze didn't move a single step. Zhu Que, who was beside him, was paralyzed on the ground. She didn't have the slightest intention to resist.
"Heh heh, hand it over, hand it over. All of you have lost," said the leading coffin bearer.
"No, he's moving." Another guard carrying the coffin said.
"Ha ha ha, don't try to bluff me. Bring out the Immortal artefact." The guard leading the coffin bearers did not believe him at all.
"This is … the aura of life!" The faces of the guards who were carrying the coffin turned ugly.
Only then did the leader of the guards look over and discover that Ye Tianze's body was indeed emitting the aura of life. His expression changed greatly.
"Kill him!" Without any hesitation, the pallbearer rushed toward Ye Tianze.
The rest of the guards who were carrying the coffin also rushed over as if something terrible had happened.
However, by the time they arrived, it was already too late. Around Ye Tianze and the Vermilion Bird, a wisp of green had already appeared. Like a poison, that wisp of green had begun to spread throughout the entire mountain.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The entire mountain suddenly shook. A majestic force was released from the mountain as if it had a life of its own.
"What's going on?" Zhu Que looked at the scene in shock.
"I don't know either. I just wanted to open a hole, but I didn't expect such a big movement." Ye Tianze's expression turned ugly.
However, at this moment, a strong sense of danger attacked them. They saw a giant hand that reached up to the sky and slapped down on them.
Ye Tianze and Zhu Que didn't have time to resist at all. They were covered by the giant hand with a boom. However, the mountain was still shaking.
The wisp of green that had just appeared had already become one zhang long. It began to spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After the palm landed, a deep black hole appeared where it had struck. It was like an abyss with no end in sight.
Seeing this black hole, the eight pallbearers all had ugly expressions. They didn't have time to care about Ye Tianze and Zhu Que's life or death.
"Immediately activate the formation. We can't let that thing escape. Otherwise …" the leader of the pallbearers said.
At this moment, the town at the foot of the mountain suddenly felt the ground tremble. The trembling originated from the Sacred Mountain in the distance.
The Ling Race people all looked over, but they didn't know what was happening. They only felt a bone-chilling sense of danger. It was as if something terrifying was about to break out of its cage and threaten their lives.
However, these Ling Race people didn't run away. Instead, they knelt on the ground with fanatical gazes and prayed silently.
Suddenly, the Sacred Mountain lit up. Dense formation runes covered the Sacred Mountain. With a buzzing sound, they flickered slightly and lit up a radius of hundreds of li.
Among these pious Ling Race people, there was one Ling Race person who was different. He didn't kneel down fanatically, nor did he pray. Instead, he looked at the Sacred Mountain in front of him and revealed a proud smile.
"You old farts, did you really think that the person I chose would be so simple?" This person was the middle-aged Ling Race person that Ancestor Mo Long possessed.
Looking at the changes in front of him, Ancestor Mo Long laughed, "Well done. There's a gap in the formation. I'm sure that the power should be much weaker now!"
After saying that, Ancestor Mo Long took advantage of the moment when the formation was weak to move closer to the Sacred Mountain. However, he didn't enter immediately because he knew that the power of the formation was not something that his body could withstand. He had to wait a little longer.
The opening of the formation didn't stabilize the Sacred Mountain. Instead, it flashed with a dark red light. At the gap in the Sacred Mountain, a dense baleful aura was emitted.
Ye Tianze and Zhu Que were falling in the darkness. The only thing they could see was the ray of light that shone in from above.
The pitch-black darkness made one feel extremely depressed, especially when the ray of light was getting weaker and weaker. The darkness surged out like a tide and seeped into one's skin, oppressing one's heart that was already unable to bear the burden.
Suddenly, the falling momentum stopped. The ray of light above their heads also disappeared as if it was swallowed by the darkness.
"Bang!"
Ye Tianze hugged Zhu Que and landed on the ground. The surroundings were pitch-black.
At this time, a flame suddenly lit up in the Vermilion Bird's hand, illuminating the entire space. This was a great hall with over a dozen pillars around it. They were neatly arranged in order, and there were many murals carved into the pillars.
In the middle of the pillars, there was a silver coffin. The coffin was trembling slightly, as if something terrifying was about to break out of the coffin.
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