The strange laughter echoed in the palace, and after a few seconds, it stopped again.

Everyone listened attentively and looked in the same direction.

Behind the throne!

Ji Changsheng smiled and said.

"It seems that we have disturbed something. Let's go and take a look."

After that, he led everyone to jump over the Golden River and came to the throne.

This throne is more than four meters high and more than five meters wide. It is inlaid with gold and jade, showing its nobility.

There is a red jade dragon coiled on the throne. The dragon body is translucent, and mercury can be vaguely seen flowing inside.

Only half of the dragon's tail is wrapped around the throne, and the torso and head extend to the wall behind.

Everyone looked at the stone wall, but saw a huge mural engraved on the stone wall.

The mural was illuminated by a red halo, showing a strange blood red color.

This halo is the rainbow that frames the valley!

What is surprising is that the red halo is actually the red jade dragon!

The upper half of the jade dragon was carved on the mural, glowing red, soaring into the sky, breaking through the roof, and forming the rainbow.

The fat man couldn't help but stare and said.

"This thing is made of jade, how can it glow?"

Hu Bayi pointed at the dragon's body and said.

"This dragon is hollowed out and filled with mercury. Mercury is very sensitive to temperature, and the temperature difference makes the mercury flow."

"This mercury is a circulation system, probably some kind of mechanism."

Shirley Yang also nodded.

"We have seen similar optical devices in the Zhang family's ancient building, but this mechanism is just bigger."

Everyone woke up at this time. In fact, the ancients had mastered some optical principles more than two thousand years ago. The Mohist School of the Hundred Schools of Thought even did experiments on pinhole imaging. If it weren't for the backward smelting technology, perhaps the Mohist School could have made a camera!

To put it more simply, the red dragon in the sky is actually just a projection of this jade dragon.

While people were discussing, Ji Changsheng stared at the huge mural.

Compared with the one in the underground palace, this mural is much more exquisite and magnificent.

The content is very simple, depicting the scene when King Xian ascended to heaven. In the painting, King Xian is wearing a robe, riding a dragon, and flying into the sky. Below are the civil and military officials kneeling and sending him off.

There are several smaller murals on both sides, but the content depicted is shocking.

There is a six-legged cauldron in the painting, with a raging fire burning in it, and some naked people were thrown into the cauldron and burned to death!

Shirley Yang frowned when she saw it.

"This is a ritual of sacrificing living people, used to sacrifice King Xian to ascend to heaven, it's really cruel!"

At this time, the gloomy laughter appeared again!

Hehe~

This time it was closer to everyone, just behind the stone wall!

Ji Changsheng did not find any clues on the murals, turned around and walked straight in the direction of the laughter.

Behind the stone wall, this is the back hall of the fairy palace, called Shangzhen Hall.

The scale of the rear hall is the same as that of the front hall, and it consists of eight huge walls.

Everyone raised their flashlights and shone them around, and saw that there were numerous murals carved on these walls, covering the entire rear hall, at least thousands of them!

Ji Changsheng quickly scanned them, and the content of these murals depicted the history of the ancient Dian Kingdom.

From the origin of the Dian Kingdom, to King Xian's separation from the Dian Kingdom and coming to Zhalong Mountain to establish a regime, and later seeing the secrets of heaven from the Zhuochen Pearl, and being obsessed with cultivation, until the death of King Xian.

The content of these murals covers hundreds of years of history of the ancient Dian Kingdom, which can be called a magnificent epic scroll!

"Hey, what is that?"

Everyone looked back and saw that Fatty and Wang Kaixuan had walked to the center of the rear hall, where a huge tripod stood.

The tripod was carried by six half-kneeling beasts, with a lid on it. The body of the tripod was as black as ink, without any carved patterns.

This black tripod was hidden in the dark, and it was difficult to find if you didn't get close.

The fat man reached out and wiped the cauldron, smelled it, and said immediately.

"It's the ash from the bottom of the pot. It seems that this cauldron has been burned countless times."

Wang Kaixuan's eyes lit up and he said happily.

"Isn't King Xian obsessed with cultivating immortals? I think this must be an alchemy furnace!"

"There may be some remaining immortal pills in it!"

The fat man immediately rolled up his sleeves and climbed onto the top cover.

"No matter what it is, open it and take a look. Maybe it's a treasure to be buried with the dead."

As he said that, he lifted the lid of the cauldron and shone a flashlight inside.

"Oh my god!"

The fat man shuddered with fear, threw away the lid of the cauldron, and quickly jumped down.

"There are all white corpses in it! It's like a layer of wax!"

Shirley Yang thought for a moment and then said.

"This is a corpse-refining cauldron, used for human sacrifice!"

"When offering sacrifices, just control the temperature, let the fat in the corpse flow out, and then quickly put out the fire. The fat will wrap the corpse and solidify, forming what you see."

The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and spat on the ground.

"How many innocent people have been killed by this old King Xian? His crimes are so heinous that they are simply too numerous to list!"

Hu Bayi shook his head.

"The people burned to death in this cauldron are really not ordinary people, but the confidants of King Xian."

It turns out that this is not an ordinary sacrifice ceremony, but an ascension ceremony!

These sacrifices are all the confidants of King Xian. After death, they will follow King Xian to ascend to heaven. To put it simply, they are the close team that King Xian takes to heaven after he becomes an immortal.

That’s why the bodies of these people were preserved in a special way and sealed in the corpse-refining cauldron.

Even though the fat man was a bit thick-skinned, he still felt a little nauseous.

“This method is too perverted, it’s just…”

Before he finished speaking, he heard the creepy laughter again not far away.

This time it was only a few feet away from people!

Everyone quickly turned the flashlight and shone it in the direction of the laughter.

I saw a dead person hanging on the beam not far away!

The person was wearing a red robe, with black hair flying down, and his face could not be seen. Judging from his figure and clothes, he should be a woman.

The laughter was made by the female corpse in red!

Xiaowu’s face changed and he said in horror.

“Red-dressed female ghost! It’s a hanged ghost!”

Heibei Laoliu was a ruthless man who didn’t believe in evil. He sneered and walked over with a knife.

"Whatever the hell it is, if it annoys me, I'll just chop it off!"

When he walked under the stone beam, he looked up and was slightly stunned.

"There are still so many?"

"But no matter how many there are, take my sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the thick-backed mountain knife turned into a snow-white blade light and flew out.

There was a series of snapping sounds.

Dozens of corpses fell from the stone beam, and all of them were chopped into two pieces by him!

Wang Kaixuan took a look and immediately gave a thumbs up.

"You are worthy of being my master, a materialist, you should physically exorcise the devil!"

"All the monsters are paper tigers!"

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