Chapter 1365
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As Long Bufan and Yang Yunfeng arrived in front of the tower door, they pushed hard with both hands. Suddenly, the tightly shut pitch-black iron door slowly opened with a heavy sound.
The tower door opened, and a gloomy and cold aura rushed over in an instant. As far as the eye could see, the inside was abnormally dark. Even if the sun hadn't set yet, the light couldn't shine in.
Long Bufan's expression was indifferent as he took the lead and stepped into the pitch-black door.
"I hope we can succeed this time." Yang Yunfeng took a deep breath, muttered to himself, and also stepped in.
When Long Bufan's and Yang Yunfeng's figures were swallowed by the endless darkness behind the tower's door, the wide open heavy metal door also appeared to have sensed something. It suddenly emitted a soft creaking sound and once again slowly closed. However, some of the dark and cold aura that had seeped out earlier still remained outside.
Long Bufan looked around curiously. At this moment, he was in a long and dark passage, and his vision was dim.
"Junior Brother Long, there's no need to go in. Someone will come to receive us." After entering the tower, Yang Yunfeng suddenly said. He had come here once for a trial two years ago, so he obviously had some experience.
Long Bufan nodded inwardly, determined to wait in the same place.
Sure enough, it did not take long before some soft footsteps sounded in this dark and cold tunnel. Soon after, a skinny figure that appeared to be quite old slowly walked over with neither fast nor slow footsteps.
Long Bufan's gaze focused. Even if it was dim here, as someone who had reached the Heavenly Body Tier, the pitch-black environment could no longer obscure his vision.
It was an old man wearing a seven-colored robe. So many colors were combined together, but on his body, there was no sense of discomfort or fanciness. On his aged face, there were traces of wrinkles left behind by the passage of time.
Moreover, his body was so thin that it made people tremble. His skinny hands were like a pair of chicken claws, with only a layer of skin wrapped around the bones.
"This old man is very strong." Long Bufan's gaze darkened. Although he didn't release his spiritual sense, from the first time he saw the old man, his instinctive vigilance made him feel that the old man wasn't ordinary.
"Two challengers, welcome to the Seven-Colored Profound Pagoda!" The old man said in a hoarse voice as he approached. However, his voice gave off a low and powerless feeling, as if he was an old man who would die at any moment.
However, that pair of bright and spirited eyes were filled with a powerful aura of life.
"Pu pu pu pu!!!!"
The instant the old man's voice sounded, clusters of demonic seven-colored bright flames flickered within the tunnel without any forewarning. The bright and beautiful light tore apart the darkness, causing the environment within the tunnel to be completely presented in front of one's eyes.
With the help of these bright rays of light, Long Bufan was able to clearly notice that there were various kinds of engravings on the stone walls on both sides of the tunnel. If one were to carefully observe them, one would be able to faintly sense that these engravings were actually mixed with some Law Concepts.
However, the trial was about to begin, so Long Bufan didn't have the time to carefully sense the profundities within it.
Yang Yunfeng's face was filled with respect when he saw the old man. He cupped his fists and bowed, "Heavenly Palace's disciple, Yang Yunfeng, greets Lord Mu!"
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