The leader of the Three Immortals Sect stroked his beard and smiled, then he raised his foot and strode forward. The fairy lady beside him did not move herself, but a palm transformed from spiritual power gently supported her so that she could keep up with the speed of the leader.
"What? This palace is not a mirage!?" someone exclaimed, and only then did they react.
In an instant, all the monks rushed towards the sandstone palace, unwilling to be left behind.
Xue Kong stood up. He was not in a hurry. He glanced at the group of cultivators and murmured, "The two Jindan cultivators from the fourth-level cultivation country are not here. They are still hiding."
"This sandstone palace has been explored for decades, and most of the methods left by the Treasure Palace Demon Lord have been cracked. The valuable treasures worth taking have long been taken away. There is no point in breaking in first."
Xue Kong followed the crowd and entered the sand and stone palace.
When everyone entered the sandstone palace and there was no one outside, the black tower shook again and two figures were teleported out from it.
These two people are Zhang Wensheng and Bai Gong.
"That criminal built a palace here, and I don't know what his intention is. However, this place has been explored by the monks of Jingwu Country for decades, but still no news has been heard. I'm worried..." Mr. Bai said softly with a worried look on his face.
Zhang Wensheng shook his head slightly: "I will not return to the palace until I achieve my goal."
"Even if there's nothing ahead, I'll still go explore. If I miss it due to miscalculation, I won't be able to rest in peace for the rest of my life."
Mr. Bai stopped talking immediately, his face showing a serious expression, and he nodded and said, "Okay!"
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This palace is very huge, and the interior is spacious and quiet. When Xue Kong looked around, a sense of familiarity suddenly came to him. Eight huge pillars made of sand and stone supported the palace.
Behind the hall is a wide passage leading to various rooms.
After the other monks entered the palace, they seemed to be energized, extremely excited, groping for something everywhere, but Xue Kong just pondered for a moment and walked into the wide passage.
The passages lead to rooms.
Every room in the front showed signs of violent destruction, and the valuables inside had long been looted. Xue Kong did not stop and walked along the corridor to the end.
What appeared in front of him was a huge stone gate. The stone gate was about a hundred feet high and stood majestically. Some special patterns were carved on the stone gate.
A group of people in strange costumes were dancing a weird dance around a bonfire.
Xue Kong guessed that it was probably a place that Demon Lord Baofu had visited during his lifetime. For some reason, he remembered it so clearly that he even wanted to carve it on this stone gate.
In front of the stone gate was a group of Jindan cultivators. Soon after they arrived in front of the stone gate, they cast spells together. Soon, amidst the rumbling vibrations, the huge stone gate slowly opened.
Revealing the scene inside the stone gate.
Everyone immediately filed in, and Xue Kong followed behind, also entering the world behind the stone gate.
If the wide passage before was compared to a narrow path, then what appeared in front of Xue Kong at this moment was a vast world, except that there was no sky in this space.
There was a vast expanse of white above, shrouded in clouds and mist, emitting a dazzling white light, illuminating the space like daylight.
Xue Kong was very familiar with the scene here, so even when he saw the shocking scene, he felt nothing in his heart and just looked up.
In front of everyone was a semicircular platform. Between the semicircular platform and the surrounding stone walls was a pool of turbid water. The water was so calm that it was impossible to see through it with the naked eye.
On the surrounding stone walls are ninety-nine huge stone statues of monks. They all sit cross-legged with their eyes closed, and their hands, feet and heads are in various strange postures.
Different objects were placed on their limbs and heads. Except for the turbid pool water, everything else here was made of sand and stone.
When Xue Kong saw the ninety-nine stone statues, his eyes suddenly flashed, but he did not act rashly. There were many Jindan cultivators here, and if he made any unusual moves, he would definitely become the target of public criticism.
He is waiting.
He knew that he had many opportunities and that there would be a good show next.
"My fellow Taoists, we have been preparing for ten years. Today, let's join forces to kill that evil beast!" The Hanshan Patriarch was full of vigor. He took the first step forward, jumped out, and came to the front of the turbid pool of water.
The other Jindan cultivators just watched quietly, remaining silent.
"Master." The fairy lady looked a little panicked and called out softly.
"It's okay." The leader of the Three Immortals Sect smiled kindly and nodded to her with a comforting look.
Before coming, he used the sect's Seven Star Fire Formation to spy on the secrets of heaven. The fairy lady would eventually face an unavoidable disaster on this Demon Island.
Considering that this was the only branch palace that was discovered, they speculated that the disaster might have come from the monster under the pool.
The last time they came here, they combined the strength of six Jindan cultivators but were unable to defeat the monster. They made an agreement that ten years later, they would come back again and kill the monster.
At this moment, the ancestor of Hanshan stood beside the pool, his eyes showing a sharp look. He raised his hand and grabbed forward. Suddenly, invisible air gathered in the air and formed purple thunder in his hand.
Thunder roared and rumbled throughout the space.
The ancestor of Hanshan kept moving his hands. He turned the purple thunder in his hand into a spear and threw it into the pool with all his strength.
The purple thunder spear suddenly flew out and sank into the turbid pool water.
The other five Jindan cultivators all looked solemn and took a step forward together.
"Godfather." Qi Anren looked at Master Guanglin's old appearance and the strong aura of death on his body. There was a strong sense of pity in his eyes, and he called out softly.
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