After walking around for half a day, Long Chen finally understood that it was not an easy task to get out of this place.
During this time, he saw a few other people. They were warriors who came in later. When they saw Long Chen, they quickly ran away. They were probably afraid that Long Chen would kill them and steal their treasures.
The two of them walked on the street. The fear they had when they first came to this place had almost disappeared. However, among the houses on both sides of the street, the ancient stone doors were still shaking violently. Dust fell, and the ghosts behind the doors and under the windows let out low growls, as if they could rush out at any time. Neither of them felt good.
After turning into another street, Long Chen was about to move forward when a mysterious intuition made him raise his head and look into the distance. That place was previously completely shrouded in clouds, but at this moment, the black clouds changed and revealed a corner of that direction.
The phantom image of a huge black castle suddenly appeared and then disappeared.
This was just a moment of vision, but Long Chen's eyes were dull. That black castle was too magnificent. Just its height alone was probably ten to twenty times that of these ordinary houses.
This was not the main thing. The main thing was that the black castle exuded a gloomy aura, which told Long Chen that it was the place with the densest resentment. It should also be the core of the City of Tragic Deaths, where the secrets of the City of Tragic Deaths were hidden.
Most importantly, when Long Chen appeared in that place, the index finger of his left hand suddenly trembled.
"Void Universe Dragon."
Long Chen's eyes revealed an incomparable excitement. Although the slight tremble of his finger did not necessarily mean that what he wanted was there, at least he was sure that there would be something related to the Void Universe Dragon there.
At the same time, when the black castle flashed by, on one of the hideous turrets of the castle, Long Chen seemed to see a black figure standing there vaguely. That feeling of terror, Long Chen estimated that it was one of the ten great ghost kings.
A castle definitely had more than one turret.
Then, that place should be guarded by the ten great ghost kings.
Although the black castle was quickly engulfed by the black fog, and no one knew where it went, Long Chen now knew of its existence, so he had a bigger target …
His gaze became incomparably hot.
"That black castle …"
Following Long Chen's gaze, Mo Xiaolang also saw the black castle. He was also shocked. He said with a trembling voice, "That place must be the core of the City of Tragic Deaths. But with the maze of the City of Tragic Deaths, we have always been in the same place and nearby. To go that far, we can only rely on luck."
Long Chen put away his excitement and said in a low voice, "I feel that there may be something I want to take. Although there may be ten great ghost kings guarding it, I don't think there will be another chance to enter the City of Tragic Deaths. This time, I must go and have a look."
"It's okay, big brother. I also feel that there is nothing to be afraid of. Now that my strength has improved again, I can be of great help." Mo Xiaolang said sincerely, his bright eyes shining with sincerity.
Long Chen smiled and said, "Of course, you are the main force."
Speaking up to here, he pondered for a moment and said, "I discovered one thing. In the ruins of the Tiewei Mountain, there is no such huge castle. There is only one place that could fit such a huge castle."
"You mean the square with the dry pond?" Mo Xiaolang asked.
Long Chen nodded and said, "You still remember the white jade skeleton there, right? Now that the white jade skeleton has disappeared, I think it has come here. The center of the City of Tragic Deaths must have a lot to do with the white jade skeleton."
Of course, even with this inference, there was nothing they could do.
On one hand, with intuition, and on the other hand, with their grasp of the direction of the square in the ruins of the Tiewei Mountain, Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang continued forward.
Killing the ghost and obtaining the luminous pearl was not difficult for them to work together, so they were not in a hurry. However, Long Chen knew that among so many people who came in, only people like Huang Yu and Lingxiao could complete the task or leave. The others would die in here.
After walking for half a day, Long Chen still could not get close to the black castle, which made him feel a little discouraged.
At this time, they found a complete body lying on the street in front of them. The two of them instantly became alert and walked forward. They could clearly see the appearance of the dead man from more than ten meters away.
The dead man was from the Ancient Yuan Spirit World. He was very handsome, with fiery red hair that was now incomparably dry. His body was still complete, but the God Martial Spirit was nowhere to be found. Looking closely, they could see a small blood hole between his eyebrows.
"He overestimated himself. A house was opened by him." Mo Xiaolang looked around and said in a low voice.
The situation was very obvious. This guy had opened the yellow runes of the house, but the ghost inside had killed him. In other words, there was already a ghost that had escaped from inside, and the others would also suffer.
This kind of situation would become more and more common as time passed.
"Be careful …" Long Chen said softly as he used his Soul Eye Technique to observe every corner of his surroundings. He could already feel a cold and sinister aura wrapping around his body. That ghostly being, had come …
Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying could be heard. Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang instantly became alert and looked behind them. In the thick black fog, a baby about four or five months old was crawling towards them. The baby was wearing a bright red dudou, and his skin was dark purple, as if he had been soaked in medicine. It was quite frightening, and his eyes were wide open. Although he was crying and babbling, his eyes were very cold.
Iron chains also grew out of his flesh and blood, and at this time, they were dragged on the ground with a clanking sound.
Swoosh.
A blood-red tongue like a sharp needle stretched out of the mouth of the purple ghost baby, and with a rather terrifying speed, it pierced towards the center of Long Chen's eyebrows. This speed was similar to that of an ordinary Martial Path Great Perfection.
"Be careful."
Mo Xiaolang was nervous. Before the purple ghost baby came up, he used the Nine Nether Demon Ancestral Flame to block it. A black flame instantly expanded from his hand and gathered in front of Long Chen. At that moment, the ghost baby had already hit the Nine Nether Demon Ancestral Flame.
The cries of the infant instantly turned into miserable wails and howls. The ghostly figure was surrounded by the Nine Serenities Demon Ancestral Flame and fell to the ground. It rolled back and forth a few times and then stopped moving. It had completely turned into a black ice sculpture.
The ice sculpture was lifelike. From this point of view, one could not see the baby's original skin color. It was like a work of art, and it was also somewhat cute.
The brain and God Martial Soul of the corpse on the ground were probably sucked away by the ghost baby.
Long Chen did not say much and walked into the room where the ghost baby was before. The Night-Luminescent Pearl and the treasures were still there. This time, he obtained a weapon with one Dao pattern, a long saber. In terms of Dao weapons, Long Chen already had many in his hands. From the Million Resentment Sword, the Purple-Green Dual Swords, and the Dragon Slaying Sword that he snatched from Wang Chao, he currently gave up on the Nine Spirit Golden Elephant Seal and familiarized himself with the Dragon Slaying Sword.
The Scarlet Blood Firmament was sharp and easy to use, but the true explosive power was still the Dao weapon.
Just after settling all of this, a series of footsteps could be heard. Long Chen hurriedly looked over and saw someone rushing over from the darkness in front of him. Fortunately, it was not the aura of a ghost. Long Chen heaved a sigh of relief. After he came over, Long Chen found that it was actually Lingxiao.
He was probably attracted by the movement here.
The atmosphere was a little strange for the two men to meet under such circumstances.
This tall young man in the black fog had a handsome face and the aura of a swordsman. His body was like his sword, and his white jade robe fluttered in the wind.
Previously, Long Chen had thrown Wang Chao to the Ten Great Ghost Kings in front of him. It could be said that Wang Chao's tragic death had something to do with Long Chen.
No matter what, Lingxiao was a member of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace. He could not sit back and watch his own people die. This was his responsibility.
Therefore, the two of them were at loggerheads the moment they saw Long Chen.
"You don't have to do anything. He deserved to die. Also, even if someone really wants to take revenge on me on his behalf, it won't be you. In this godforsaken place, I advise you to save your energy." Long Chen was not in the mood to fight with him.
Lingxiao squinted his eyes and stared at him for a while. When he first met this young man, he did not care at all. Later on, after hearing about the situation from Wang Chao, he was extremely shocked. He admired Long Chen for being able to make it this far. He admired this young man's tenacity and perseverance.
But even so, he had never thought that Long Chen had already come into contact with or even surpassed his level. He had only reached his current level after thousands of years of bitter cultivation. What kind of concept was this guy trying to catch up to him in just nine years?
Due to special reasons, Ling Xi was also able to accomplish this. But who was this fellow?
The moment he defeated Wang Chao, Lingxiao was truly stunned. To be honest, he felt as if he had seen the birth of a living legend.
Deep down, he respected Long Chen very much. It was just that the two of them were in different positions.
Long Chen was right. Fighting in this place was undoubtedly courting death.
"Let's talk," Lingxiao said as he put away his Taiji sword.
"In this godforsaken place, it's better to walk together and talk."
Seeing that he was no longer hostile, Long Chen smiled to himself. No matter what, Lingxiao was on Lingxi's side. To be able to gain his respect and fear was the greatest sense of achievement for Long Chen.
Mo Xiaolang led the way. The three of them gathered together and walked on the dark streets, killing their enemies.
"Everyone needs to collect 100 pearls before they can leave. This time, out of the 200 people who entered, less than 10 will survive." Lingxiao shook his head and sighed.
This meant that none of his companions from the Sword Spirit Imperial Palace would survive.
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I still owe 11 chapters. Thank you, brothers. They were worried that Crazy could not hold on and wanted me to rest.
I am very grateful to everyone. My personal habit is to return what I owe as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable. I just need to persevere. I hope everyone can support me.