Everyone was startled by the female corpse that crawled out from the yellow ancient well. Even though she had been dead for many years, she was still in perfect condition. Her mouth was still able to recite poetry, causing others to be inexplicably amazed.
Even though she was also wearing a monastic robe, it was different from the ancient monk corpses. Her skin was undamaged, and her facial features were exquisite beyond compare. One could imagine that before she died, she must have been a peerless beauty that could topple the world.
Such a sacred and beautiful buddhist woman, who would be so ruthless as to kill her and then throw her corpse into the yellow ancient well?
She stood on top of the ancient well and gazed at the tall buddhist pagoda in the distance. There was a buddhist candle that would never be extinguished.
"Third Uncle, do you think this woman is a dead person or a living person?"
Feng Zhizi had lived for more than half of his life, but he had never seen such a strange thing before. He said: "There is no trace of life in her body, and she also emitted a bone-chilling cold energy. It was clear that she had died many years ago, and her life force had already disappeared in the long river of time."
"Aiya!
It is a pity that such a beautiful woman also died in this place. After her death, only an ancient well was left to bury her! "The Feng Clan's protector lamented.
Dongfang Jingyue seemed to be moved, and she coldly said: "There are many beauties in this world with unlucky lives. After her death, her appearance did not wither, and her body did not decay. However, many peerless beauties, in the end, became old women that were despised by others. In the end, they died alone in a small grave and turned into a pile of yellow soil. Who would know that she was a peerless beauty when she was alive?"
After Dongfang Jingyue opened her mouth, the three protectors of the Feng Clan closed their mouths and no longer said anything.
On top of the third buddhist pagoda, the sound of the buddhist bell rang for the third time. The woman wearing the monastic robe finally sank into the yellow ancient well and disappeared from everyone's eyes.
It was as if a heaven's proud daughter was buried in the earth, causing people to be reluctant to part with her.
"I've said it before, this ancient well must be filled with corpse water. Do you believe me now?"
Dongfang Jingyue only wanted to persuade Feng Feiyun to take her away from this dangerous place as soon as possible. She kept warning him to stay away from this ancient well.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "No matter how high this female disciple's cultivation was when she was alive, if she had been soaked in the corpse water, she would have turned into bones long ago. However, after thousands of years, her body has not decayed and there is still a trace of divine sense left in her mind. Isn't this suspicious?"
Even though the woman had sunk back into the well, the weeping aura and the dazzling light from the ancient well didn't dissipate. Instead, they shone even brighter. A faintly discernible fragrance rushed out from the well, like the fragrance of an eighteen year old virgin, or the fragrance of a peerless spirit herb.
It was as if there really was an extraordinary treasure in the yellow mud ancient well.
Boom!
The ground suddenly trembled, and a bolt of heavenly thunder rang out from above.
A white sword light tore through the darkness and flew through the air, bringing with it the roar of a beast and the roar of thunder. It was extremely powerful and imposing.
The divine sword opened the way, and a giant beast that was ten zhang tall came through the air.
This giant beast was like a small mountain. It had the head of a crocodile, the body of a glutton, and the tail of an ancient bird. Its entire body was covered in palm-sized scales, and there was a pair of huge scaled wings on its back.
This was an ancestral wind beast that was very rare and had boundless battle prowess.
Even though the ancestral wind beast was quite intelligent and contained spirit energy, it couldn't control a sword to fly in the sky!
There was an iron carriage on the back of the ancestral wind beast that looked like a sealed pavilion. It was decorated with iron runes, bronze mirrors, and white pillars.
However, the curtain of this iron carriage was also made of iron. Even the wind couldn't blow a corner of the curtain open, so outsiders naturally couldn't see who was sitting in the iron carriage.
Whoosh!
That white flying sword circled above the godly temple once before flying back and stabbing into the roof of the iron carriage. The sword's body was dazzling with a white light shuttling back and forth. It was very agile.
"Such a powerful pressure, where did this great figure come from?" Feng Feiyun felt the blood in his body boiling as if there was a huge mountain pressing down on his head.
"That is … That is the Sky Breaking Spirit Sword, a sect protecting spirit treasure. Could it be … him …" Feng Zhizi was very knowledgeable, so he guessed that it was a fierce person.
"The ancestor of the Dayan Gate, Yue Chongzi, has arrived!"
A group of Grand Development Gate disciples wearing apricot yellow robes rushed out from the darkness. The two disciples that met Feng Feiyun earlier outside the valley were also among them.
They went straight to the underground godly temple and stood outside. They gazed at the iron carriage in the sky with eyes full of devotion and shouted in unison: "Disciples greet the ancestor!"
Poof!
Poof!
All the disciples of the Dayan Gate kneeled down on the ground!
They finally regained their calmness!
"I didn't think that the Mortal Life Cavern would attract the ancestor of the Dayan Gate. Yue Chongzi was a famous cultivator three hundred years ago. With the Sky Breaking Sword in his hand, he fought against the heroes of the Grand Southern Prefecture and forced them to bow their heads." A protector of the Feng Clan had heard of Yue Chongzi's great name.
"This is a real character of the Giant level. He had sealed his sword for more than two hundred years in order to calmly pursue the great path of the immortal dao. It seems like he knows a few secrets about this godly temple, so he couldn't wait to come out of his isolated cultivation and come here."
Even the arrogant Dongfang Jingyue, at this moment, became quiet. In the end, a character of the Giant level like Yue Chongzi, no matter where he went, would always be a senior worthy of respect.
"Boom!"
A sea of fire came from the darkness in the west, creating a wave of fire as tall as the Nine Heavens Pavilion. The power of this wave of fire was enough to burn an ancient city into ashes.
Another great character had arrived!
This sea of fire quickly burned to the outside of the godly temple and created a tall wave. The flame condensed into a huge, ferocious and frightening figure. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws like a Giant Devil.
"This … This … Could it be that the Third Lord of the Sen Luo Temple, Huo Tuotuo, has arrived? Wasn't this fierce devil suppressed in the Godly Capital's prison for several hundred years? How come he hasn't died yet?" Dongfang Jingyue's expression greatly changed. She felt as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was sinking.
This devil's cultivation was truly too high. He used his own power to carry a hundred miles long mountain range, wanting to break into the Godly Capital and challenge the Jin Emperor's prestige. However, he was suppressed by one palm from the Jin Emperor and was then imprisoned in the thirteenth level of the Godly Capital's prison.
To be able to withstand one palm from the Jin Emperor without dying, this was already enough to prove the power of this devil. He was absolutely a Giant of the present times.
This was a matter from several hundred years ago. Who would have thought that after several hundred years, this devil would escape from the Godly Capital's prison and come to this place?
Hearing the fierce name of Huo Tuotuo, the three protectors of the Feng Clan all became pale with cold sweat all over their bodies.
The fierce name of this devil had already passed for several hundred years, but it still caused people's hearts to tremble.
The figure condensed from flames was several dozen zhang tall. Compared to it, humans were simply the size of ants. The flame was even more frightening, and it vaporized the soil on the ground into a thick layer.
First, it was the Patriarch of the Dayan Gate, and now, it was the Third Lord of the Sen Luo Temple. These two were all existences with earth-shattering cultivations. Unless something big happened, it would be impossible for them to come out.
The ancient monk corpses inside the godly temple were naturally aware of the uninvited guests outside the godly temple. They all let out long and loud roars as their rotten bodies surged with black energy. Each of them had a high battle intent and anger that soared to the sky.
At this moment, they no longer chanted buddhist scriptures. It was as if they had seen their mortal enemy. They rushed out of the godly temple and activated the formations inside, creating loud explosions.
This scene was truly too shocking. It was as if more than one thousand God Base cultivators were killing at the same time. No one would be able to stop this force, and it was enough to dye ten thousand miles with blood.
"Bo Re!"
A deep and old voice came from a buddhist pagoda in the distance. It was as if an old monk was chanting sutras.
However, this voice was so low that it caused others to doubt whether or not they had misheard it. In the end, this ruined godly temple had been buried underground for several thousand years, so naturally, it was impossible for an old monk to still be alive.
However, after this old buddhist voice, the originally wild and ferocious ancient monk corpses all retreated like a receding tide. Each and every one of them began to meditate and chant sutras. Some knocked on the wooden fish, and some chanted buddhist beads.
The wooden fish was so rotten that it almost turned into wood dregs, and the buddhist beads were also rotten to the core.