"Be careful of an ambush." Luo Shengyi said concisely.
Although this situation made him a little vigilant and worried, he had to chase after her. Without the Star-picking Hand, he couldn't seal the Devil Tomb at all, and then he would fail the main task. Even if he wanted to make up for his Karma points by killing the Samsara travelers of the opposing camp, he had to catch up with Gu Xiaosang.
His warning was a normal concern, so Mengqi, who was inexperienced in Jianghu, could also think of it. His exposed skin glowed with a dark gold light, like a brass statue, firmly and unyieldingly walking in front. Qi Zhengyan, surrounded by Chixia, followed closely behind Mengqi, wholeheartedly guarding against the enemy.
The two Elders of Star-picking Tower walked separately on both sides, searching for a place suitable for an ambush. Jiang Zhiwei and Luo Shengyi spread out a little, searching a wider area. After all, the ruins covered a large area, and the enemy might be hiding in a building in the distance.
As a result, they began to slow down, but there was no other way. If they chased rashly, they might fall into the Devil Cult's trap.
At the ruins, there were very few traces left by Gu Xiaosang and the Terrestrial Venerable. If not for the two Elders of Star-picking Tower, who knew the desert like the back of their hand and had rich experience in Jianghu, Mengqi would have probably lost them. At this time, they barely followed, stopping from time to time, until they reached the dilapidated temple standing in the center.
"Is this the temple of the Devil Lord?" Mengqi found that it was very similar to the dilapidated temple where they hid from the sandstorm. It could even be said that it was exactly the same in shape and features, but the size was very different. This temple could be compared to five dilapidated temples.
Elder Chen of Star-picking Tower carefully looked at it and nodded lightly. "It is indeed a temple to worship the Devil Lord. Judging from its size and the scale of the ruins, it may be one of the original main temples. But after the Immortals granted the Heavenly Weapons and sealed the Devil Tomb, the Devil Cult's strength declined. Now there is only one left on the top of the Sacred Fire Mountain."
"Could it be that they can borrow the power of the Devil Tomb from this temple?" Although Mengqi was inexperienced in Jianghu, he had a lot of "knowledge". They had to be on guard in this aspect.
Elder Chen pondered for a moment and said uncertainly, "Perhaps. In any case, we must be extremely vigilant."
After another routine search, Mengqi assumed a stance. His body was like a brass Luohan statue, his hand gripping the dark red Evil Subduing Saber as he stepped into the temple. This time, Jiang Zhiwei guarded him with her sword.
For some reason, the inside of the temple was unusually clean. There was not even a speck of dust. It was a stark contrast to the ruins outside that were submerged in yellow sand.
Right in front of the temple, there was a statue of a god. Unlike the one in the broken temple, this statue was well preserved, allowing Mengqi to see the "elegance" of the Devil Lord.
It was light black with three heads and six arms. Some of its faces were ferocious, some hateful, and some indifferent. The only thing they had in common was a dark demonic mark between their eyebrows, evil and filthy. Among their arms, some held swords, some held sabers, some held seals, some held vases, and some held palms.
The most eye-catching one was the one in front of him. Its palm was so wide that it was almost twice the size of other palms. Its fingernails were like swords and extended three inches. The back of the hand was covered with dense black patterns. It was demonic, evil, depraved, and bloody that made people dizzy. It also made people feel an unimaginable hatred. It hated heaven for being too fair, hated the earth for carrying things, hated people for being happy, hated the things that did not belong to them, hated the troublesome karma, hated the cruelty of fate, and hated themselves for not slaughtering enough.
A seemingly ordinary statue of a god gave people such a strong feeling. It seemed that it was carved by an extraordinary person!
"I heard that the founder of the Devil Cult was a divine sculptor. Seeing it today, he really lives up to his reputation." Elder Chen sighed.
Suddenly, Luo Shengyi took a step back and shook his head gently. This made Mengqi raise his Buddhist Commandment Blade, thinking that the enemy was attacking.
"No." Luo Shengyi hurriedly said and rubbed his temples. "I was too focused on the patterns on the palm and wanted to distinguish them. As a result, my spirit was exhausted and I felt dizzy."
"You probably want to remember these unusual patterns …" Meng Qi muttered. "Even if it's just a mortal carving of the Cult Leader of the Devil Cult, it's at least somewhat magical. It's rare to see even one ten-thousandth of the real Devil Claw's divine essence."
Now that he thought about it, he found that he could not remember those patterns. Even if he looked hard, his emotions would fluctuate. Feelings of killing and hatred rose, and he almost lost control of himself.
"Don't delay. We can find something to make a copy on our way back." Jiang Zhiwei reminded.
The people who were tempted by the statue of the Devil Lord suddenly came to their senses and split up to look for traces left by Gu Xiaosang and the Terrestrial Venerable in the hall.
Mengqi and Jiang Zhiwei did not move. They stood in the middle so that they could rescue others in time if they were attacked.
"When I heard the legend of the Devil Lord, I felt it was a little familiar. Now that I see this statue, I finally remember why it sounds so familiar." Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei's pleasant voice directly rang in Mengqi's ears.
She was using Secret Voice-sending.
Mengqi had been taught the method of Secret Voice-sending by her, so he imitated her and asked, "Why?"
Jiang Zhiwei said quickly, "Because our world also has the legend of the Devil Lord, one of the top mighty people in the Age of Mythology."
"Is it the same as the legend?" Mengqi was stunned.
Jiang Zhiwei simply said, "The legend here is that the Devil Lord broke through the Ninth Heaven and was killed by the immortals. His broken body fell to the ground. But the legend of our world is that the Devil Lord led the Nine Serenities and the creatures of the Demonic World to attack the Celestial Court and set off a monstrous demonic disaster. In the end, he was killed by the Celestial Sovereign with the Heavenly Dao Seal. The Demonic World was also destroyed in this battle. The Nine Serenities then disappeared from the world."
"It sounds similar …" Mengqi was faintly shocked when he heard it at the same time. Wasn't it too similar? The Ninth Heaven, the immortals, the Celestial Court, and the Celestial Sovereign seemed to be the same. "What about the broken body of the Devil Lord in the legend of our world?"
"I don't know. Because the Celestial Court fell, the records are not clear. Maybe the Xuan Tian Sect will know a thing or two." Jiang Zhiwei said thoughtfully.
The Xuan Tian Sect was known as the inheritance of the Celestial Sovereign because tens of thousands of years ago, their founder found the ruins of the Celestial Court at the bottom of the Jade Emperor Mountain and obtained the Time Blade and part of the Celestial Sovereign's Jade Scroll.
Mengqi thought that this Devil Lord couldn't be that Devil Lord. But wasn't the strength level of this world too low?
"To be able to attack the Celestial Court, the strength of the Devil Lord is really terrifying. I wonder what realm he has reached?" Mengqi asked doubtfully.
Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment, "It is said that the Devil Lord opened the Demonic World in the void, so the strength of his realm can be imagined. Later, the Ninth Heaven disappeared, the Celestial Court was destroyed, and the Celestial Sovereign died. It is said that there is a hidden danger from the battle with the Devil Lord."
She didn't know how many realms Dharmakaya was divided into, nor did she know if there were other realms above it. She could only describe it according to the rumors.
"The Celestial Sovereign died and the Celestial Court was destroyed. Who did it?" Mengqi couldn't help but ask after hearing Jiang Zhiwei mention this for the second time. This was not something that could be done by ordinary mighty people.
Jiang Zhiwei shook her head, "This is an ancient secret. It is only recorded that one day, the Stairway to Heaven broke, and the Celestial Court fell from the sky. Smoke and dust covered the earth for nine days. From then on, the Ninth Heaven, which was called the Celestial World by ordinary people, completely disappeared."
Mengqi took a light breath and suppressed the doubts in his heart. He turned his attention back to the Devil Lord, "Zhiwei, why do you think of the myths of our world when you see the statue of the Devil Lord?"
Is there anything special about it?
"Because of it." Jiang Zhiwei pointed at the most conspicuous devil's palm on the statue of the Devil Lord and said, "In the myths of our world, the Devil Lord was just an ordinary member of the Nine Serenities. Later, he obtained the Claws Of The Devil by chance, and then he soared to the sky and became a demon that could destroy the world. This statue is very similar to the Claws Of The Devil."
Mengqi had seen the Claws Of The Devil on the Exchange List of the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms. It was one of the top ten Peerless Heavenly Weapons and was worth hundreds of thousands of Karma points. It was left by the Emperor of the Evil Demons of the Nine Serenities.
According to the introduction of the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms, in the primitive times, the Emperor of the Evil Demons was severely injured by Tao Zong and escaped back to the Nine Serenities. Before he died, he cast the Seven Great Devil Curses, which cursed all things. Later, his body disappeared, leaving only one claw. Anyone who obtained this claw would be possessed by the Emperor of the Evil Demons and achieve unparalleled Heavenly Knowledge.
However, the owner of the Claws Of The Devil would be affected by the Seven Great Devil Curses. Gradually, his temperament would change, and he would take it upon himself to destroy all things. Therefore, the Claws Of The Devil, which was the most filthy Peerless Heavenly Weapon, was the cheapest among the top ten.
Mengqi looked at the demonic and evil palm again and felt the monstrous hatred and desire to destroy.
This time, he was more engrossed in it. Soon, he felt a stabbing pain between his eyebrows. He felt tired and dizzy, so he had to force himself to look away.
"What happened to the Claws Of The Devil?" Mengqi calmed himself down and asked.
Jiang Zhiwei thought for a while and said, "The Devil Lord was killed by the Heaven Sovereign, and the Claws Of The Devil was lost. Later, it was found and became the legend of the Devil Monarch. But at the end of the Mythological Era, it was said that the Devil Monarch died of old age. In the Middle Ages, the Claws Of The Devil appeared several times. Each time, it brought about a monstrous Devil's Calamity, which killed hundreds of millions of creatures. Until 20,000 years ago, its last owner died together with a powerful person. Since then, the Claws Of The Devil has disappeared."
"Could it have been obtained by the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms?" Mengqi wiped his sweat. He remembered that the Claws Of The Devil on the Exchange List of the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms did not have the word "missing".
Jiang Zhiwei said seriously, "It's possible."
Mengqi was about to ask for more details when Elder Chen suddenly shouted, "We found a secret passage! They left from here! "
The two of them collected their thoughts and walked behind the statue of the Devil Lord. They found that a carved stone slab had been pushed aside, revealing a deep secret passage.
To pursue or not to pursue?
When they came across a secret passage, Mengqi and the others would naturally consider the possibility of an ambush inside. But due to various reasons, they decided to pursue. They left Elder Li of Zhai Xing Lou to guard the entrance. If anything happened, he would immediately inform Elder Chen with his Power of Secrecy-reaching, so that no one would cut off their escape route.
The stairs were deep and dark. Mengqi and the others held a torch in one hand and their weapons in the other. Luo Shengyi and Elder Chen followed closely, carefully checking both sides of the passage for hidden weapons.
The path was quiet. Except for the stone slab painted with the power of the Devil Lord, there was nothing, not even dust.
After walking for a while, the front suddenly widened. It was an underground hall.
The hall was facing the place where Mengqi and the others were. There was a strange stone door. It was covered with strange patterns of various colors, gorgeous and enchanting.
In front of the stone door, there was a pile of huge rocks, blocking it.
In front of the huge rocks, a man with a skeleton like a bear sat cross-legged. His expression was serene and happy, his body shriveled and fleshless.
"The Terrestrial Venerable …" It was Elder Chen's voice.
"Ajati Finger …" It was Mengqi and the others who blurted it out.
Gu Xiaosang had killed the Terrestrial Venerable!
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