Chu Tian stepped into the main entrance of the hall.
Mist rose in the hall, and a light mist filled the surroundings. There were wisps of spiritual light flickering in the mist. It was strange to say that although the whole hall was filled with mist, the mist did not hinder the sight. At a glance, the hall with a radius of nearly 100 miles was clean and spacious, and there was nothing left.
On the roof in the center of the hall, forty-nine heavy bronze mirrors formed a circle, floating quietly in the air.
Forty-nine rays of light gushed out from the bronze mirror, transforming into a dazzling beam of light that shone down. In the beam of light were suspended 108 golden dragon head pillars, each of which spit out a thin chain. The 108 chains floated in the air like seaweed in the sea, swaying gently from time to time.
The chain is hollow, there is nothing inside!
"There should be a person here!" Hu Dali and the others had also seen the person in the strange arrangement of the six halls in the vortex below.
So Hu Dali immediately shouted out that there should be someone here. There should be someone trapped in the 108 dragon head pillars, imprisoned by the mysterious light emitted by the formation composed of 49 bronze mirrors.
Moreover, this person should have some reaction to the outside world. Chu Tian and his companions broke into the hall so rashly, so he should have opened his eyes or moved like those people trapped in the whirlpool below, and used some strange power to attack Chu Tian and his companions!
But in this hall, in the confinement formation formed by the one hundred and eight dragon head pillars, in the mysterious light emitted by the forty-nine bronze mirrors, and in the dense chains, there was no one... not even a ghost!
An inexplicable chill echoed in the hearts of Chu Tian and others.
That person escaped?
Chu Jie led the ghost soldier around the hall quickly. Suddenly he screamed, "Come here! This guy... this bastard!"
Chu Jie's voice changed tone, and Chu Tian and others rushed over hurriedly.
At the innermost part of the hall, right under the wall facing the main entrance of the hall, a person was sitting cross-legged at the base of the wall.
The inner walls of the hall were also carved with countless lifelike, ancient and primitive decorative patterns. The pattern on this wall was a scene of nine ferocious-looking dragons rising into the sky, waving their claws and rushing towards the sun, moon and stars in the sky, as if they were going to tear a hole in the sky.
The scales of the nine evil dragons were shattered, their horns were smashed to pieces, their bodies were torn to pieces, and blood plasma was gushing out of their bodies.
The technique of this relief is extremely sophisticated. The dragon's injuries, its exhausted energy, and even the overwhelming rage and endless despair in their hearts are all portrayed vividly!
Although they were trying their best to rush towards the sky, everyone who saw this huge relief could feel a strong sense of despair and sorrow - this was the final blow of the nine magic dragons, their desperate blow when they were on the verge of despair!
They had already used all their strength, but the powerful enemy they faced in the sky was one they could not defeat at all!
When they rushed into the sky, they had actually already developed the determination to die, or rather, they were already dead. At the moment they attacked, their souls were annihilated due to absolute despair. It was only their bodies, powered by the endless rage, that supported them to deliver that final blow!
Chu Tian and others stood in front of the relief in a daze, staring at the nine magic dragons soaring into the sky!
There are sun, moon and stars in the sky, but no human figure!
There is no way to know who their enemy is; there is no way to know what kind of existence can force nine dragons, whose momentum alone makes them unmatched, into such a desperate situation!
"Hey, this dead thing carved out of nine strips, what's worth looking at? Look at this, look at this! This, is Ziyin?" Chu Jie's voice broke the silence. He pulled Chu Tian's sleeve and pointed at the figure sitting cross-legged at the foot of the wall.
Chu Tian lowered his head, took a step forward, and approached the person sitting cross-legged.
That’s right, it’s Ziyin.
His iconic long beard was neatly spread out in front of him. He sat cross-legged quietly, with his hands forming a strange seal in front of his abdomen. It had been ten thousand years since the fall of the ancient Qin Dynasty, the last six blood sacrifices, but his body was still intact, with a plump face, as if he was sitting here alive.
With a "ding" sound, Chu Jie suddenly drew his sword, a red sword light burst out, and he stabbed Ziyin's heart heavily.
A spark flew, and the sword in Chu Jie's hand shook violently. Chu Jie, who had stabbed with all his strength, groaned, and his right arm fell down weakly. He retreated dozens of steps in embarrassment.
He looked at Ziyin in horror and hissed, "What a strong body! This guy, this guy, didn't he put a carved dummy here?"
Chu Tian didn't say anything. He simply walked up to Ziyin, grabbed the collar of his shirt and tore it hard!
"Asshole!" Yin Youyou, You Qianxun, and Shui Bingyu shouted in unison, turning around in anger. Chu Tian tore off Ziyin's clothes, exposing her naked body.
Ying Xiu'er took two steps forward without changing her expression, and came in front of Ziyin to look at him carefully.
"Yes, it's a human body! But..." Ying Xiu'er pulled out a dagger that was shining with cold light from her sleeve and gently slashed Ziyin's face with it.
Sparks flew up, but not even a trace was left on Ziyin's face.
Ying Xiuer was stunned. She casually handed the dagger to You Qianxun and said, "I am not strong enough, You Qianxun, you should use all your strength to cut him. This is the dragon-slaying dagger from the Qin Lutian Secret Pavilion. It can even pierce through dragon skin with one strike. Is his face tougher than dragon skin?"
You Qianxun took the dagger, and his body shook. Suddenly, dozens of afterimages appeared, and thousands of points of cold light whizzed towards Ziyin's vital points.
"Ding ding ding ding", the dense collision sounds merged into one, and suddenly there was a scream, and You Qianxun's body suddenly flew backwards. Her right hand was trembling slightly, and her five fingers could not close together. The dragon-slaying dagger flew out of her hand with a cold light, and flew dozens of feet away in a spin.
"This!" You Qianxun looked at Ziyin in disbelief.
She had tried her best, but there was still no trace left on Ziyin's body.
"This is really a bit weird!" Chu Tian did not use the Qingjiao Sword. He turned his hand and grabbed the Dragon Slaying Dagger that fell on the ground in the distance. A gust of wind blew the Dragon Slaying Dagger into his hand. He shouted and stabbed Ziyin's forehead with all his strength.
With a loud ding, a terrible recoil force came, and Chu Tian groaned and staggered back dozens of steps. His five fingers made a crackling sound, and his arms trembled slightly for a long time, with waves of numbness and soreness coming continuously.
A large amount of sparks splashed between Ziyin's eyebrows, but no trace was left!
Even with Chu Tian's strength increasing tenfold and the dragon-slaying dagger secretly made by the ancient Qin Lutian Secret Pavilion, he couldn't hurt Ziyin at all!
"Youngsters, are you descendants of the Qin Dynasty?"
"Hee, I, Ziyin, have gone through countless hardships and planned for countless years, even at the cost of destroying the Great Yin Divine Kingdom, and finally arrived here."
"As expected, I have indeed gained a great opportunity here! I finally know... a huge secret!"
"Hehe, this is my Ziyin's fortune! The opportunity belongs to me, the fortune is mine, and this secret is mine alone!"
"I'm leaving!"
"This body of glass was created after three thousand years of hard training. Just consider it as a chance that Ziyin left for you."
"I am leaving."
"See you later, if we're lucky!"