"Did you see clearly what it was?" Pang Bo asked. He wanted to figure out the source of the danger. He was usually careless, but he was always calm during critical moments.
"I didn't see anything. I only felt a terrifying aura envelop my body, and then the bell started to shake." At this moment, Wang Ziwen was enveloped by the golden light, but he still felt a lingering fear.
After hearing these words, everyone who had obtained something from the Tempest Temple tightly grasped the broken buddhist tools in their hands. These things were proven to be extraordinary. They must have been used by the gods!
The broken bell stopped shaking, and the melodious bell sound gradually faded. The burning golden divine flame on Wang Ziwen's body disappeared, and the golden light returned to the bronze bell.
"Let's go, let's leave these ruins quickly!" Ye Fan held the bronze lamp in his hand, sprinkling some divine light as he led the way to the Five-Colored Altar.
Everyone followed closely behind. There had to be something terrifying in the vast ruins of the Heavenly Palace. Every second that they stayed here would increase the danger they would face.
"Ah …" Another scream rang out. As they approached the edge of the ruins, a male student fell to the ground on his back. There was a finger-sized hole in the middle of his forehead. Fresh blood flowed out of it. He died the same way! He died with everlasting regret. His eyes were wide open, and the terrified expression on his face before he died was frozen in place.
At this moment, many people were terrified. Another student suddenly died. They could only watch helplessly, but they couldn't do anything to stop it. They didn't even know what killed him.
Life and death were easy to say, but when they experienced it themselves, they felt incomparably bitter. Their close classmates didn't even have the chance to say their last words before they died in such an inexplicable way. It was hard to accept. Many female students were on the verge of collapse. They began to cry quietly. They had never seen such a scene before.
"Let's go!"
They didn't stop, and they couldn't stop. They quickly rushed to the Five-Colored Altar. They finally escaped from the ruins, but two lives were left there forever. They would never see them again.
After running for a long time, they looked back. The broken walls were like ferocious demons. They were indistinct under the night sky, making people's hearts palpitate.
However, before the crowd could take a deep breath, three consecutive screams rang out almost at the same time. Two male students and one female student fell heavily to the ground one after another. The wounds were still on their foreheads, and the three identical bloody holes were very shocking to look at!
Blood dyed the ground red. Three former classmates and friends had died just like that. Their eyes bulged out, and their expressions were full of fear.
In a short period of time, five people had lost their lives. This made everyone feel sad, and their scalps were numb. Perhaps they would be next. Nobody could be sure when their lives would end.
"Boohoo …" A female student was on the verge of breaking down. She burst into tears and said, "Those who died couldn't find any artifacts in the temple. That unknown devil is nearby. If we don't have the holy artifacts left behind by the gods, we will die sooner or later …"
This was a fact. The five people who had died in the temple had found nothing, and Wang Ziwen, who had also been attacked, was safe and sound because of that broken bronze bell.
"Help us …" Those who didn't find any artifacts in the temple were all terrified. Those who had found something used pleading tones to beg for help. "Help us …" However, who would give up their only life-saving buddhist artifact at this critical moment?
Some people didn't stop and didn't even look back. They rushed toward the Five-Colored Altar with large strides. The friendship between classmates was indeed precious, but in the face of life and death, many people chose to face each other coldly in order to protect themselves.
The relationship between humans and the contradictions of human nature was facing a difficult test for the first time.
"I beg you, save me …" The female student who was on the verge of a mental breakdown cried as she ran. She was terrified and extremely pitiful. Her shoes had already fallen off, but she was still at a loss. At this moment, fear had already occupied her heart.
Ye Fan shouted, "We can share the objects found in the temple with others."
Pang Bo had always been by Ye Fan's side. He stood beside him and also shouted, "That's right, we can share an object found in the ancient temple with two or three people."
Many people looked over, but there was hesitation in their eyes. Someone said, "What if these broken artifacts aren't that useful? If they can only protect one person, won't the original owner also fall into a life and death situation … "
As soon as these words came out, people were immediately shaken. There were even two people who began to speed up and rush forward without looking back.
"Thank you, Ye Fan …" The pitiful female student who had lost her shoes and her face was covered in tears stumbled to Ye Fan. She had an extremely grateful expression on her face. Mixed with the tears rolling down her face, it made people feel pity for her.
She stretched out her trembling right hand, but when she was one foot away from the ancient lamp, her expression suddenly froze. Then, her eyes became lifeless and she fell heavily to the ground.
The change was so sudden. Ye Fan watched as her eyes lost their luster. That pitiful and beautiful face was covered with tears. That smile of gratitude that had just appeared was forever frozen there, making people feel very uncomfortable.
Ye Fan wanted to help her up, but in the end, he only stretched out his hand and then retracted it. The back of the poor female student's head was pierced. This time, it wasn't her forehead. Blood flowed out from her long black hair. She was only one step away, but she still died in front of Ye Fan.
That frozen smile stung Ye Fan's eyes. He slowly retreated, leaving the gradually ice-cold corpse.
"What is that thing?" This was everyone's question.
With death so close, everyone became even more terrified. Three or four people quickly surrounded Ye Fan and Pang Bo. They impatiently tried to grab the ancient lamp and bronze plaque. It was as if they were fighting over it, wanting to take it for themselves.
"What are you doing?" Pang Bo glared at them and shouted, "We are saving you and sharing these things with you. We are not giving up our lives to give you the bronze plaque and the ancient lamp!"
His body was tall and sturdy, so when he glared at them, he naturally had a terrifying power. Those people immediately stopped and awkwardly stepped forward, placing their hands on the bronze plaque and the ancient lamp.
There was no time to waste. Everyone quickly ran, but at this time, there was a restless feeling spreading. Some people's eyes were burning, and they wanted to steal the Buddhist treasures. As for those who had broken Buddhist treasures, they were filled with vigilance and regretted sharing them with others.
"We come from the same place, and we have been classmates for four years. Don't let you live the rest of your life in shame and regret your choice today!" Ye Fan shouted. His voice was even more intimidating than Pang Bo's, and many people immediately calmed down.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Liu Yunzhi's body suddenly exploded with hundreds of thousands of lightning bolts. Lightning danced in the air, and he was like a thunder god descending to the world!
Lightning covered his entire body, and the lightning flickered, illuminating the surroundings. The vajra pestle in his hand was even more resplendent, and all of this originated from the broken pestle.
Liu Yunzhi seemed to be wearing a battle armor made of interweaving lightning. His entire body emitted an incomparably fierce aura, and bolts of lightning curled around his body. He was simply like a thunder god of war.
"Just now, I was attacked by that indescribable thing." He only said this one sentence, and then he didn't say anything else. His fierce eyes inadvertently glanced at Ye Fan, but when he saw the ancient bronze lamp, the two sharp lights quickly disappeared.
Only after a moment did the lightning on Liu Yunzhi's body gradually recede, and the vajra pestle in his hand became dim again.
It was a staff used by a god!
The power of this treasured pestle was obvious to everyone, and they were all shocked.
Along the way, everyone was silent. Finally, they arrived in front of the Multicolored Altar. Fortunately, there were no more deaths, and this made everyone slightly relieved.
On the Multicolored Altar, the nine huge dragon corpses and the ancient bronze coffin were quietly lying there, and they were still as shocking as ever.
"That is …"
Arriving in front of the altar, everyone was shocked. The Multicolored Altar had a hazy halo, and there were faint specks of light condensing from all directions, sinking into the stone foundation.
The light barrier that enveloped the sky gradually melted and disappeared. It was actually because of the Multicolored Altar, and it seemed to be accumulating some kind of mysterious energy.
Everyone was shocked at first, and then they revealed expressions of joy. This was because the Multicolored Altar was glowing, and just like on Mount Tai, it was very likely a sign that the ancient path to the stars was about to open. However, this time, the energy source was not the "stone book", but a hazy and huge light barrier.
"Rumble!"
The hazy light barrier in the sky was melting, and the thunderous storm outside was rumbling, and the entire earth seemed to be shaking.
The light barrier was dimming, and everyone climbed up the Multicolored Altar, watching everything anxiously.
That unknown and terrifying existence in the dark was like a shadow lingering in everyone's hearts. Although it didn't appear for the time being, as long as they didn't leave this place, it would still be a great threat. Everyone was eager to escape Mars.
This lasted for half an hour, and the dim light barrier continued to shrink. In the end, it was only able to cover the Multicolored Altar, and its diameter had shrunk from over a thousand meters to less than two hundred meters. It was almost pressing down to the ground, and all the mysterious energy had been absorbed by the Multicolored Altar.
Pang Bo lowered his voice and whispered in Ye Fan's ear, "Liu Yunzhi's eyes have inadvertently swept over us a few times. This fellow is very scheming, so we have to be careful." Pang Bo's sharp senses allowed him to detect this situation.
"Don't worry, I know!" Ye Fan turned to look at Liu Yunzhi, and a warm smile appeared on his face.
Liu Yunzhi was very calm, and he nodded in a friendly manner, as if nothing out of the ordinary could be seen. There were two people beside him, and one of them was the male student who had just arrived safely thanks to the protection of Ye Fan's bronze lamp.
This made Pang Bo very dissatisfied, and he said in a low voice, "This ungrateful thing, he's always around Liu Yunzhi when we were in school. Just now, we were the ones who protected his life, but now he's with Liu Yunzhi again."
Half an hour later, the hazy light barrier outside gradually shrunk, and it was about to press down on the Multicolored Altar. One could clearly feel the terror of the storm outside.
"Woo, woo!" The wind sounded like the wailing of ghosts, and the sand and pebbles hit the light barrier, producing a thunderous sound. Even some of the sand and pebbles had been blown into the barrier. It was easy to imagine how weak the light barrier was, and it could completely disappear at any moment.
Everyone was shocked, and they quickly retreated. If they fell out of the altar, they would immediately be swept up into the sky by the storm.
At this time, the male student that Pang Bo said was ungrateful slowly moved from Liu Yunzhi's side, and he suddenly grabbed the bronze lamp in Ye Fan's hand with one hand, while his other hand fiercely pushed towards Ye Fan, wanting to snatch the bronze lamp and push him out of the Multicolored Altar.
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