Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

At the foot of the mountain.

At the end of the ancient holy road.

A sword light rolled to the ground and turned into a human figure.

Lin Bai glanced back with lingering fear. He was slightly relieved when he saw that the machine puppets were no longer pursuing him and had returned to the floor tiles.

"It seems that you have passed this level on my behalf?"

"Or are these agency puppets restricted by some kind of regulations that prevent them from getting too close to the Holy King's mausoleum?"

Anyway, no matter what, now that the agency puppets are no longer pursuing him, Lin Bai is temporarily out of the crisis.

Only Lin Bai knew how dangerous everything he had just experienced was.

Any attack from those machine puppets was enough to seriously injure Lin Bai.

Lin Bai had to control the escape light under a high degree of nervousness, and also had to distract himself to find the flaws of these puppets, so that he could escape smoothly.

In the past quarter of an hour, if Lin Bai made one wrong choice, his life would be ruined.

"It is indeed extremely dangerous. No wonder no warrior from the Nine Nether Demon Palace has been able to break through the ancient path of the Holy Lord and reach the mausoleum in so many years."

"The location where I am now should be the location of the First Son of God that Saint Elder Luo Yuanjing mentioned before!"

After Lin Bai was temporarily out of danger, he looked around.

Their location was only thirty or forty feet away from the dark mountain.

Before coming to the Holy Lord Ancient Path, Holy Elder Luo Yuanjing mentioned to Lin Bai... The warrior who has the most hope of breaking through the Holy Lord Ancient Path now is the Son of God from the First Temple.

Back then, the Son of God from the First Temple relied on his extraordinary attainments and magical powers to forcefully break through the ancient path of the Holy Lord and reach the mausoleum, but he had to stop there.

Lin Bai's location should be the location where the First Son of God stopped.

This made Lin Bai a little curious.

Compared with the endless magic circle restrictions and machine puppets on the ancient road of the Holy Lord, this place is relatively safe. I don't know why the Son of God in the First Temple stopped here.

Lin Bai took a deep breath and walked forward silently.

When he got closer, Lin Bai discovered that at the foot of this mountain, there was a huge stone gate about a hundred feet high.

The stone gate is engraved with mottled and ancient rune imprints.

It is worth mentioning that... in the middle part of the complex rune imprint, there are phantom portraits of ten men and women.

One of them was tall, with a delicate face, and a pair of eyes that gave off the aura of a king.

Below him, there are portraits of nine other warriors, including both men and women. If you look closely, they actually appear to be seven men and two women.

Lin Bai came to the stone gate and observed carefully.

"Is this a portrait of the Holy King and the nine sons of God?"

Among the ten portraits of warriors on the stone gate, only one warrior seemed familiar to Lin Bai. That was the Son of God who belonged to the founder of the Ninth Temple... Liu Muyang.

After Lin Bai recognized Liu Muyang's portrait, he did the next best thing and recognized the origins of several other portraits. They should be the Holy Lord of the Nine Nether Demon Palace and the other nine sons of gods.

The warrior at the top who dominates the world should be the arrogant Saint King from the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

Lin Bai looked at the portrait of the Holy Lord carefully. Although it was an image of a handsome young man, it was still very different from Lin Bai's current appearance.

The Holy Lord has a delicate appearance, about in his early twenties, with a domineering and ruthless look in his eyes, and a trace of compassion and sadness in his furrowed brows.

Lin Bai didn't recognize any of the other portraits of the Son of God, but he was probably one of the founders of the other nine temples in the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

After standing in front of the stone door and observing carefully for a period of time, Lin Bai reached out to push the stone door open, but as soon as he raised his palm, the stone door seemed to be sensing something, and it opened automatically inwards.

There was a rumble.

The stone door that had been covered in dust for many years slowly opened with a loud rumbling sound, and the moment the smoke and dust fell, it was actually dark inside.

Lin Bai took a deep breath, and with the smell of corruption in the air and the fear in his heart, he threw a few luminous stones inside.

The luminous stone emits bright light, instantly illuminating the interior space.

The interior of the stone gate is a huge space, made of stone chambers dug out by humans.

Although the space is large, there aren't many things.

There were only nine coffins placed inside the entire hall.

Lin Bai stood outside the door, his eyes falling on the nine coffins illuminated by the luminous stone. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he suddenly felt a very bad feeling in his heart.

"I hope I guessed wrong, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

Lin Bai plucked up the courage and slowly walked into the hall under the protection of five flying swords.

The moment Lin Bai stepped through the stone gate, a gust of dark wind blew in front of him, making Lin Bai's hair stand on end.

At the same time, a woman's voice, which was extremely cold and contained no emotion, echoed in Lin Bai's ears.

"Junior, why are you here?"

Lin Bai couldn't help but stop when he heard the sound, and his current location happened to be inside the stone gate.

He immediately dispersed his spiritual thoughts and looked in all directions, but did not find the direction from which the woman's voice came, nor was there any trace of the woman.

"The younger martial artist Lin Bai has admired the reputation of the Holy King for a long time and is here today to pay his respects."

"I have three sticks of fragrance prepared. I hope it will be convenient for you, senior."

Lin Bai stood inside the stone gate and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"You are not a warrior from the Nine Nether Demon Palace, are you?" the woman asked coldly.

"Indeed not." Lin Bai replied calmly.

Although he agreed to the request of the Nine Nether Demon Palace, and the Nine Nether Demon Palace treated him as the Son of God, Lin Bai never thought that he was a disciple of the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

"You are not a warrior of the Nine Nether Demon Palace, and there is no need to meet the Holy Lord."

"leave."

Although the woman's tone was extremely cold, she had not revealed any ill intentions towards Lin Bai so far.

"Can I let this junior light the eternal night ancient lantern before leaving?" Lin Bai was stunned for a moment and made a request.

He had no intention of disturbing the peace of the Holy Lord, it was just the insistence of the Nine Nether Demon Palace. If this woman was willing to let him light the ancient lamp of eternal night, then he would choose to leave the Holy Lord's mausoleum immediately.

"no."

"Let's go now."

The woman did not show her figure from beginning to end, but her voice really echoed in the empty and silent hall.

There were nine coffins placed in the main hall. Together with the cold voice, it looked particularly weird, making people tremble involuntarily.

"If you leave now, I guarantee that the magic circle restrictions and puppets on the ancient path of the Holy Lord will not attack you again."

"If you hesitate for a moment, you will stay here forever."

The woman added, with a threatening tone.

As his voice came, white mist quickly filled the dark hall, turning into unconscious ghosts, looking at Lin Bai eagerly.