Old Zhu?

Lin Feng turned around and saw a line of large characters on the stone tablet.

"Wuming Town Prison Stele"

The illusory cold snort came from inside the stone tablet.

At this moment, the Five Prison Immortals were suppressed by this cold snort, and their floating figures immediately fell down. Then, their Dharma bodies behind them seemed to be frozen in place, crashing to the ground along with them, shaking the earth.

As the stone tablet in the sky continued to fall, the Five Prison Immortals suddenly transformed into five illusory auras and rushed out from the area shrouded by the Seven-Level Pagoda.

"call!"

A cold wind rose, and the five auras connected with a mysterious force, reaching out a large hand that grabbed the Dharma body that was about to be suppressed, completely pulling it out from under the Prison Suppression Stele.

On the other side, Lin Feng also experienced the same change. The sound of machinery turning came from a building not far away. Upon closer listening, the image of a clockwork mechanism immediately appeared in his mind.

Click...

After a loud noise, everything around seemed to be tightened by some force, even the demonic blade that Lin Feng swung in his hand was briefly delayed.

At that very moment, a rapidly rising sound overwhelmed the mechanical turning in front of Lin Feng and shot directly at the mechanical ghost's body.

The mechanical ghost's body was blown to pieces, and Tang Hong, who suddenly appeared, threw another punch, which went straight for the big hand next to the Five Prison Immortals.

Boom!!!

The moment the punch was thrown, the energy ripples gathering in the air were slowly captured by a mysterious force. The constantly emerging explosions and flashes of light, as well as the glass shattered by Tang Hong's punch, were all quietly recorded by the deep sea and by humans in this world who could not see the truth.

Big earthquake?

Pipeline explosion?

Terrorist attack?

A new, mysterious thing was born, and Tang Hong also landed a punch on his opponent.

boom!

Countless speculations became anchor lines at this moment. Although Tang Hong rejected these subtle changes, the deep sea still recorded a humanoid figure similar to Tang Hong amidst people's speculations, until it became a mysterious event without beginning or end.

"Walk!"

Without hesitation, the Five Prison Immortals transformed into phantoms once more, and the beeping of the clockwork around Lin Feng suddenly disappeared, leaving only the building with some remaining traces.

"What is it?"

Lin Feng sheathed his demonic blade, showing no intention of pursuing them, and asked Si Zang, who had just emerged from the building.

"Anchoring ceremony, they're digging into mysterious events hidden in history." Shizang waved away a bunch of anchoring lines that had flown in from inside the building, extending his hand: "A bloodstained pocket watch, probably at a depth of a million meters..."

Si Zang frowned: "You should go and take a look. That thing... seems to be something unique to this world."

A bloodstained pocket watch?

Something exclusive to you?

Lin Feng became increasingly curious and immediately followed Tang Hong, who had landed, into the building.

As they approached the center of the first floor of the building, in the middle of a mysterious formation, a pocket watch, about the size of a palm, was slowly turning.

Lin Feng recognized the voice; it was the same voice that had just come out. However, upon getting closer, he realized that the pocket watch didn't contain the time; instead, it contained a tiny mechanical figure wielding an axe and chopping people.

Blood flowed from the slashed figure, trickling from his arm and seeping through his pocket watch, staining the ground red.

"This is the demon of the old era."

Upon seeing Lin Feng enter, Sun He, who had been waiting for a long time, said, "But theoretically, it is also a god. It is a mysterious product of the Victorian era, possessing the divinity that humans crave. To occupy it with the rituals of this world is equivalent to occupying the anchor line that connects to divinity."

After Sun He finished speaking, Si Zang said leisurely, "I think... they are creating new ghosts, combining the mystery of this world with their own power, but... this is incomplete."

Lin Feng asked curiously, "To create an even more powerful ghost domain?"

"Or rather... it's a mechanical ghost realm." Si Zang said, "I feel that they are trying to break through the original limitations. If they succeed, then... that mechanical ghost will definitely be qualified for a rating upgrade."

Lin Feng recalled the title he had just heard: Mechanical Ghost.

Given his current strength, it's not uncommon for robots to awaken their genetic locks, and for metals to possess the characteristics of soul power. Stones and minerals in the cultivation world that can nurture the soul also share similar principles.

Therefore, ghosts are not limited to spirits; mechanical beings can also be ghosts.

“This building also dates back to the Victorian era. I think they are excavating remnants of the previous era to complete the rituals they are performing.” Sun He walked around the building, sweeping away the old style on the walls, and pushed open the elevator in the middle of the building.

"This also seems to be a mysterious creation; the entire building operates using a spring-loaded mechanism."

Inside the elevator is a rotating spring-loaded key, as if the entire elevator were driven by a spring.

Tick-tock...

At that moment, a bell rang, and something strange seemed to pulsate in the calm space. Several mechanical dolls emerged from an empty corner and came to the front desk of the lobby.

At the same moment, two young people dressed in modern clothes and speaking Chinese entered the elevator: "Where is this? Didn't we book the Summer Palace Hotel?"

"That's right, isn't it? The navigation is pointing to this place?"

As the two approached, they saw the crowd standing in the lobby, and then they saw a clockwork service staff member walking towards them.

"Hello, welcome to the hotel, please follow me."

The mechanical clasp and the cold face seemed to have no effect on the two of them. After a moment, they seemed to get used to it and followed the staff member over.

“Oh? It looks safe. Why don’t we go in and stay for a while?” Si Zang suggested. Immediately afterward, the anchor line appeared in front of him, and two service personnel who suddenly appeared behind him also stepped out from the corner at this moment, turning their mechanical eyes to look at him.

"This place is nice, I'll check in first."

Seeing that the others did not answer immediately, Sun He agreed first. Before his personal attendant had even left the corner, Sun He, along with the girl behind him, went to the front desk.

"Presidential Suite, penthouse!"

He placed a gold bar on the front desk, and the receptionist stared at it for a second before taking out a key-shaped access card from underneath.

"Welcome to the hotel, room number 999."

"I want the presidential suite too!" Si Zang glanced around, and seeing no one react, he walked over without a care, took out two gold bars, and slammed them on the front desk: "I want something better than this!"

"Welcome to the hotel, room number 9999."

The receptionist's voice remained cold and indifferent as she handed new access cards to the two mind-bending young people next to her.

However, if viewed from another perspective, it becomes clear that their minds had already been completely lost in the deep sea when they were captured by the service personnel.

At this moment, Lin Feng walked over, pointed at the front desk, and without taking out any gold bars, asked, "How much does it cost to stay in the presidential suite for one day?"

Although they weren't worried that this place would devour them, they were still very curious about its rules.

"It only costs one thousand US dollars."

The receptionist took out a similar access card and placed it in front of Lin Feng. At that moment, his personal attendant was already beside him, giving him a mechanical smile devoid of any humanity.

"Give us a... five-person presidential suite."

Lin Feng glanced at Si Zang and took out a gold bar from his hand.

"Welcome to the hotel. Your room number is..."

"Hiss?!" Si Zang's eyes darted around, and he suddenly realized that he had been left behind.