Chapter 1239
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At that moment, Ye Qingtang's heart was on the verge of breaking down.
The rumors about the Temple of Shadows were mostly about its power and mysteriousness, but there were no records about the specific situation inside the Temple of Shadows. It seemed that those things were not known to outsiders.
Now …
Ye Qingtang was really at her wit's end.
Just as Ye Qingtang was about to secretly search for the location of the so-called Pagoda, Ling Yan's voice rang out quietly.
Ling Yan's voice was so soft that only Ye Qingtang could hear it.
"Miss Ye, don't move."
Ling Yan?
When she heard Ling Yan's voice, it was like the sound of nature. But due to the fact that all the Undead in the Hall of Gloom were staring at her, she couldn't show any signs of abnormality, let alone respond.
Ye Qingtang could only follow Ling Yan's instructions instinctively. She stood expressionlessly on the spot and looked at Ming Wang.
Ming Wang had been secretly observing Ye Qingtang's actions. After a while, he suddenly shouted coldly, "How dare you!"
Ye Qingtang broke out in a cold sweat at this shout.
But following Ming Wang's shout, an Undead knelt down in a panic.
"I … I deserve to die …"
"Is there such a neglect during the ceremony? You can't even do such a small thing. " Ming Wang's gaze suddenly landed on the Undead kneeling on the ground. He opened his grayish-white hand, and in the next second, his fingers suddenly curled up.
In just an instant, the Undead kneeling on the ground seemed to be crushed by an invisible force. His entire body turned into a pile of ashes before everyone's eyes.
"…" Ye Qingtang was secretly shocked.
One must know …
The Undead who died just now was at the Fifth Heaven of the Arcane Supremacy realm.
Even she was not his match.
However, such a powerful being was crushed into powder by Ming Wang from afar!!
Did Ming Wang have to be so sick!
"The Holy Lord's return is a joyous occasion. There is no need to spoil the mood over such a small matter. Allow me, Lady Ghost, to open the Pagoda of the Dead for the Holy Lord," Lady Ghost said.
With that, she leaped up and suddenly took down a lantern hanging around them.
The moment the fire lantern was taken down, the ground in front of the Gloom Palace began to tremble.
With a bang, endless black aura of death surged out from the mouth of the huge skeleton carved on the ground. In an instant, the endless aura of death interwove to form an illusory tower of the dead. At the top of the tower, an altar suddenly appeared.
"Holy Lord, please enter the tower." Dragon Maiden landed on the ground and bowed to Ye Qingtang.
Ye Qingtang looked at the illusory, almost translucent Tower of the Dead and her heart could not help but pound. How could she step into this Tower of the Dead that seemed to be made of smoke?
However …
In the current situation, she could only brace herself and go up the tower.
Ye Qingtang took a deep breath and walked towards the Tower of the Dead. She could clearly feel countless gazes behind her, staring at her every move.
Ye Qingtang stepped onto the steps of the Tower of the Dead. Although the steps looked empty, they were real. Ye Qingtang could only take one step at a time.
Ye Qingtang could clearly sense that Ming Wang and the other tribe leaders did not believe that she was the Holy Lord of the Temple of Shadows. They were probably testing her identity at that moment.
Ling Yan's voice finally rang out again.
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