Wen Gaoren stood in the middle and tried to activate the formation. Fantastic runes and shadows flew out, but there was no change around him. Apart from the simple formation, he could not sense any fluctuations in the formation.
"Could it be that I'm overthinking it and it's just a coincidence?" Wen Gaoren adjusted the formation again and tried it several times in succession, but got the same result every time. He couldn't help but say in confusion.
Seeing this, the others were a little disappointed. It was indeed a waste of meteorite gold.
"Master Priest, why don't you give it a try?" Wen Gaoren said to Mu Hanyan. All that meteorite gold had already been wasted, so it was a bit hard to give up just like that.
"No need. I'll get the same result if I try." Mu Hanyan shook her head.
Relying on the infinite mysteries contained in the Eight Desolate Divine Meteorites, her understanding of formations was indeed stronger than Wen Gaoren's. However, others had practiced formation techniques for a lifetime, and their foundations were much more solid than hers, and their vision and experience were far beyond his reach. However, their application of this simple formation was no worse than hers.
"Let's give it a try. It's useless to take back the meteorite gold anyway." Wen Gaoren insisted.
"Okay, I'll try." Mu Hanyan thought about it and it was true. It was useless to take back the meteorite gold anyway, so there was no harm in giving it a try.
Standing in the middle of the simple formation, Mu Hanyan made a series of hand gestures.
The formation was activated again, and runes flashed, but the surroundings were still peaceful and there was no change.
Disappointment appeared on everyone's faces again. It seemed that their guess was wrong. This was not the ruins of a temple at all. It was all just a coincidence.
Mu Hanyan hadn't held out much hope, but she wasn't disappointed either. Seeing this, she was about to stop practicing her hand seals. At this moment, a colorful beam of light suddenly shot up from her arms into the sky.
Tianji Mirror! Mu Hanyan immediately felt the unique energy fluctuations of the Tianji Mirror.
Mu Hanyan remembered it very clearly. Because several protective magic tools including the Heavenly Secret Mirror and the Glazed Holy Robe were suppressed by the laws of the Continent of Gods, and she was also worried about being exposed and revealing her identity, she had clearly hidden the Heavenly Secret Mirror in the star disk space. But now, that ray of light actually broke through the barrier of the star disk space and appeared directly in front of her.
A terrifyingly pure and condensed force of the Nine Heavens Stars also gathered from the formation beneath her feet—more accurately, from the center of the formation that Wen Gaoren mentioned—and flowed directly into her heart, breaking through the barriers of the star disk space and directly into the Heavenly Secret Mirror.
Mu Hanyan knew that this was the reason why the Tianji Mirror was activated again.
The seven-colored light sprinkled down, and everything in front of the eyes became illusory, as if in a mirage.
A temple stood before him, hundreds of feet tall, with more than a dozen stories. The main hall below was a hundred feet wide. It was so majestic, so magnificent. Not to mention the Flower Rain Temple, which was a temple of high status but not very tall, even the Fengcheng Temple seemed so small in comparison.
Colorful magic arts intertwined in the sky, like fireworks blooming at a festival, but the feeling it brought to people was so tragic.
Thousands of priests flew into the sky and fought desperately, continuously releasing divine arts. One after another, lifeless figures fell like meteors. Below them, countless temple guards fought hand-to-hand. With every flash of sword light, a cloud of blood drifted like rain and mist.
Although they could not hear the deafening roar of killing, Mu Hanyan and others felt as if they were there, watching lives disappear before their eyes, and an inexplicable sadness welled up in their hearts.
At the top of the temple, a huge statue stood tall. He was wearing black armor and a priest's robe. His face was as cold as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe. He stared at the fighting crowd below with an expressionless face, as if he was looking at a group of weak ants.
Mu Hanyan and others couldn't help but look at him. As far as they knew, no temple had such a statue.
Suddenly, the statue opened its eyes and looked at everyone.
In an instant, Chen Yuhe, Sikong Qinglan and others trembled all over and broke out in cold sweat. Under the gaze of the statue, they couldn't help but lower their heads and even had the urge to kneel down and worship.
Mu Hanyan was even more shocked. She was sure that she had never seen such a statue before. However, his eyes were so familiar, cold, ruthless, and full of murderous intent.
It was as if a flash of lightning flashed through my mind.
Heart-wrenching pain surged into my heart, and my soul gradually faded away.
"No, you can't die. You are my only opponent. I want to prove to you that I am the strongest in the world. You can't die..." Xing Tiannu turned her head suddenly, showing an extreme shock, and shouted firmly but resolutely.
The Aolai divine beast, clad in armor, came galloping over, roaring sadly.
Countless dream-like images flashed through his mind, chaotic and hazy, as if everything he had experienced in reincarnation throughout his life was reflected back in a chaotic and disorganized manner, making it impossible to identify.
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"Master Chief Priest!" Sikong Qinglan's voice sounded in his ears, bringing Mu Hanyan's confused mind back to reality.
"Is everyone okay?" Mu Hanyan came back to her senses and realized that the mirage-like image had completely disappeared. She looked at everyone worriedly.
"It's okay. What happened just now? Was it an illusion?" Shen Yuhe asked with lingering fear.
Fortunately, those images lasted for a very short time, otherwise, under the gaze of the statue, she might have fallen to her knees, or even her mind would have been severely damaged.
"It's not an illusion, it's something that really happened. Because the formation of the temple is too powerful, the image of that time has been preserved." Wen Gaoren said affirmatively, while looking at Mu Hanyan with curiosity.
No matter how powerful the temple formation was, it was a thing of the past. Now only a pile of rocks remained. Even the aura of the formation could not be sensed, and it was impossible to reproduce the images of the past. Obviously, they could see this scene that had happened because Mu Hanyan was carrying some rare treasure, but Mu Hanyan did not take it out on her own initiative, so he did not dare to ask more.
"You mean, such a war really happened in history, and this is really the ruins of a temple, but why is there no record of it, not even a legend?" Sikong Qinglan asked in confusion.
"Of course, it's because someone didn't want future generations to know, erasing that period of history and not even allowing any legends to remain." Mu Hanyan said lightly, and then reminded, "Everything you just saw, keep it in your heart, and don't reveal it to anyone."
"Yes, Master Priest." Shen Yuhe and the others were all startled.
The battle we just witnessed was so tragic. There were tens of thousands of priests on both sides of the war. The weakest ones were probably the God's Heart Priests, and there were too many other temple guards to count. If I am not mistaken, that majestic temple was also reduced to ruins after this battle.
Aside from the current temple, who else could have completely concealed such a war, leaving behind no legends? They also knew that if they accidentally leaked it, not only would their own lives be in danger, but those implicated in it would also disappear from this world completely.
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