"The Myriad Deity Palace isn't a prison. There might really be eight Ancient Fey suppressed here, but it would be a huge mistake to judge it as a prison based on murals and guesses," said Hu Yan.
Fuller Anderson, who had raised the prison theory, was unconvinced as he returned with a question, "Then what do you think it is, and what basis do you have?"
"Look over there." Hu Yan pointed at the third mural. The nine-tailed creature that looked like a dog or a fox was walking among the mountains and rivers. In front of it was a palace that towered into the clouds.
No one understood what he meant and waited for him to continue.
"I have two points to refute you and prove that the Pantheon Palace is not a prison." Hu Yan said solemnly, "One: It entered the Myriad Deity Palace by itself. If the Myriad Deity Palace is a prison, would the criminal enter it by himself?"
Obviously not. Ancient Demons were a powerful and intelligent race. They could not be treated as uncivilized beasts. Would intelligent creatures walk right into a trap?
"Two: If it's a prison, why does it open irregularly? He can't be released after serving his sentence, right? "
Ford Anderson was rendered speechless. If it was a prison, the phenomenon of the Myriad Deity Palace opening irregularly was indeed inexplicable.
Hu Yan took a deep breath and said in a strange voice, "Look at this painting carefully. Doesn't it look like us?"
At first, they were taken aback, but then they understood. Those who understood also had strange expressions on their faces.
In the murals, it had taken the initiative to enter the Myriad Deity Palace and was heading towards the Myriad Deity Palace. Wasn't that them? Everyone in the Bloodline Realm was flocking here for the Myriad Deity Palace.
"Ancient Fiends … are they the same as us?" Eva Capet gulped.
This conclusion was a little scary. The Myriad Deity Palace was shrouded in mystery. The outside world guessed that it was an Ancient Fey ruin. However, from the looks of it now, it didn't seem to be that simple. Even the ancient demons of the ancient times were eager to enter the Myriad Deity Palace, just like the group of "mortals" who coveted the treasures of the Myriad Deity Palace.
This was equivalent to raising the significance of the Pantheon Palace infinitely higher. The level was different.
"It's very dangerous here. It's not a place we should enter." Hu Yan's breathing became hurried as he voiced out his guess: "Myriad Deity Palace opens regularly. We do not know the reason for its opening, but the eight ancient demons that entered Myriad Deity Palace know."
"Countless years ago, they entered the Pantheon Palace and perished inside. Now, the Pantheon Palace was open again. No matter what the reason is, it's not for us. "
Everyone pondered for a moment and shuddered in unison.
The Myriad Deity Palace had existed since the ancient primordial era. During that era, it had been opened. Then, the Ancient Demons entered the Myriad Deity Palace and eventually perished here. Now it's open again …
It sounded terrible. Would the people who entered the Myriad Deity Palace end up like Gu Yao?
Even a powerful Ancient Yao had died here. None of them had the confidence to say that they could match up to an Ancient Yao.
"You worry too much." After some thought, Wright Green shrugged. "The Evil Dao Wang Chen has entered the Pantheon Palace twice. Twenty years ago, the descendants of the Li family also entered the Pantheon Palace and came out alive. "
Everyone nodded slightly.
"I don't know how the Evil Daoist came out alive, but Li Wuxiang didn't have a good ending. Do you still remember how Li Wuxiang died? "
"He was hounded to death by you people from the Bloodline World," Eva Cape teased.
"But actually, he didn't have to die. He was half a step into Extreme Dao, had an Extreme Dao Master, and an invincible Unparalleled War Soul. But he chose to die. Rather than being besieged by greedy Bloodline Descendants, it's better to say that he committed suicide. "
Hu Yan's gaze swept across everyone. "Then the question is, why did he commit suicide? The only possibility is that it has something to do with the Pantheon Palace. This place is too dangerous. "
He pointed at the mural on the wall. "How could something from eighty years ago be painted on the wall? Who painted it? Have you thought about this? The danger has never disappeared. Eighty years ago, how did the Evil Dao kill so many Bloodline Descendants of the Aoki family? "
A chill rose from the back of everyone's spine to the top of their heads. Their scalps went numb.
"Leave this place, leave this place as soon as possible. Second Uncle, we don't want that thing anymore." Kurumi Aoki's pretty face was slightly pale.
After a few changes in expression, Takuya Aoki nodded.
Things were different from what they had imagined. The thing that they dreamed of might not even be worth mentioning to the Pantheon Palace. This place had a bigger secret, but it was not a secret that they could pry into.
"Whether you guys are willing to leave or not, I'm leaving anyway." Li Peiyun was the quickest to give up. He had entered the Pantheon Palace mainly to broaden his horizons, similar to traveling. As for what he could obtain in the Pantheon Palace, it depended on his luck.
Now that he had discovered the hidden nature of the Pantheon Palace, his first reaction was to leave. Whoever wanted to stay and seek death, it was up to them. It was best for him to leave now.
He sprinted a few steps, stepped on the wall, and soared into the sky. Then, he grabbed the chains and climbed up quickly.
The War God gritted his teeth and cursed, then climbed up as well.
The people of the Soul Exterminating Alliance thought about it and chose to leave first. Treasure hunting was secondary, and the main task was to kill Unparalleled War Souls. Now, they could only hope that the people of Bosch were smart enough. As long as they were not idiots, they should be able to think of exchanging the keys.
One key could only open one door, and one door alone was obviously not enough to reveal the true nature of the Pantheon Palace.
Eva Carpay and the other leaders left the bottom of the pool with their own people.
The Thai woman carrying the baby looked at the people above her head, and then at the people of the Thousand Goblin Alliance who stayed at the bottom of the pool. She pondered for a while and left with the people of the Soul Exterminating Alliance.
The Eagle Sister grabbed the chains and was about to climb up. She turned her head and saw that the Empress was standing still. She shouted, "Empress, are you not leaving?"
The other Protectors looked at their Empress.
"Come here." The Empress's voice was cold and crisp. She took out a metal bucket and a large brush pen that was half the height of a person from her wallet. The Protectors returned in a daze and gathered around her.
She pointed at the metal bucket and ordered, "Use your blood to fill the bucket."
The Right Protector was puzzled and asked, "Why? What do you want to do?"
"You talk too much. Do as I say."
"Oh …"
The Empress was very domineering. She did not like her subordinates to have any doubts or questions about her orders. She was the female version of a domineering CEO. Sometimes when everyone had a meeting, Hu Yan would speak frankly and the Empress would listen attentively, but in fact, she had already made a decision. She listened attentively just to show that she was a leader who was willing to listen to the opinions of her subordinates.
Hu Yan said a lot and looked at the Empress expectantly. The Empress would then say coldly, "I don't think it's possible."
The things that she thought were possible were basically things that Hu Yan had the same idea as her, or things that she was too lazy to care about.
Therefore, although they did not understand what she meant, the Protectors obediently did as they were told. One by one, they cut the arteries on their wrists and a stream of blood sprinkled into the metal bucket.
Not long after, the metal bucket was full.
The Protectors drank some potions and recovered their strength. Even though they were strong, it was inevitable that they would feel a little dizzy after losing so much blood in one go.
The Empress held the thick brush pen that was half the height of a person and put it into the blood water of the metal bucket. She stirred it and after the brush had absorbed enough blood, she skimmed the "ink" on the edge of the metal bucket. Then, she began to draw on the ground.
Twisted "ink marks" took shape in a strange shape, like scribbles.
The twisted lines and pictures were confusing. However, after looking at it for a long time, the Protectors found that it contained some kind of pattern and was not just scribbles.
Although they were very curious, no one dared to ask. The Empress was a very domineering leader. When she was doing things and thinking, she did not like people to blindly compare her.
At first glance, she seemed to be a leader with a terrible personality and was difficult to get along with. It was a fact that her personality was terrible. Although no one said it, they all thought so in their hearts. However, she was definitely easy to get along with. When working under the Empress, they only needed to remember one rule: The Empress is lightning, the Empress is light, the Empress is the only legend.
Then, they would be like fish in water in the Thousand Demons Alliance.
If they were willing to kneel down and lick the Empress' shoes, she would favor them even more …
Lick was a concept. In fact, the Protectors were very willing to lick the Empress' shoes. However, the Empress had never allowed anyone to lick her shoes.
As she was drawing, she suddenly stopped. She held the brush and stood there motionlessly with a serious look in her eyes.
After a few seconds, the Protector of the Right asked carefully, "Empress?"
The Protector of the Right was the Empress' most loyal worshipper. In ancient times, she would be the maid of a noble lady who was willing to follow the Empress for the rest of her life.
The Empress ignored her. Flames appeared under her feet. She crawled along the ground and burned the scribbles into black lines.
"How embarrassing, I drew it wrong …" she muttered softly. She stretched out her hand. Her white palm had turned into grayish-brown flesh. Ferocious-Looking veins pulsed with red light as if they were breathing. "Do you still remember the correct password to unlock the lock? Oh, I forgot. Your consciousness has been erased. "
The red light on the veins fluctuated. It had no consciousness and could not speak. It was also something left behind after the death of the Ancient Demon. The slime in the little slave's body had developed intelligence. However, the slime in her body had already been erased. It had completely become a tool.
.....
Li Peiyun was the first to return to the Bronze Palace. He stood beside the pool in a daze. The scene outside had caught him off guard.
Behind him, one, two, three … More than thirty people who had entered the pool returned to the Bronze Palace.
Clang!
Gauss Kashub drew the knight's sword from his back. A scorching aura filled the heavy blade, causing the air to distort.
Almost at the same time, everyone who saw the scene inside the Bronze Palace drew their weapons and entered a state of alert.
Before everyone's eyes were pieces of clothing scattered on the ground, as well as all kinds of personal belongings.
Those were the people they had left on the surface to guard. There were about twenty of them. However, they had disappeared, leaving only their personal belongings and clothes behind.
Li Peiyun's scalp went numb. "There's no Li Xianyu in our team."
War God was stunned. He asked, "What do you mean?"
"I just said something was wrong here, and now I'm in trouble," Li Peiyun said softly. "This is clearly the benefit of being Li Xianyu's teammate."
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