Chapter 327 Shrine
The Soul-Devouring Rift is only a few meters wide, and one can even see the edge of the ground on the other side of the rift, which is a cliff covered with crimson soil.
The way to cross the rift is simpler than the players imagined. All you have to do is fly over it. For this reason, Niu Helu, who followed specially, was so shocked that he was speechless.
Seeing the Jade Emperor and his companions flying back and forth as if nothing had happened, Niu Helu tentatively stretched out an arm in disbelief, but he clearly felt a sharp pain coming from his soul, as if his soul was torn apart.
"Don't you feel any pain? It's like your soul is being torn apart?"
Faced with Niu Helu's doubts, the players all felt very puzzled, and the Jade Emperor simply replied: "We didn't feel anything wrong at all. It's probably because there are no souls!"
It was not until this time that Niu Helu began to believe what these Taiyin Sect disciples said about "there being no soul".
Because of the pain and the warning from his spiritual sense, Niu Helu did not dare to try to cross the Soul-Devouring Valley. He could only watch as those Taiyin Sect disciples flew to the other side one after another, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the red fog.
He looked quietly at the red fog on the other side of the rift, which was no different from hundreds of years ago, and sighed deeply.
…
“This place is so weird!”
Although the red fog interfered with everyone's vision, causing the visibility of the surrounding environment to be very low, the real-time location marks of players on the same team could still be seen on the game system map, so everyone did not feel any fear and just sighed casually.
Wu Ke flew straight up into the sky, trying to reach the top of Tiangui Mountain and look down, but except for the exposed top of Tiangui Mountain where the red mist was slightly lighter, the rest of the place was a rich dark red and he could not see anything clearly.
"It's all foggy. I can't see anything except the top of the mountain!"
Wu Ke said in the group microphone.
The Jade Emperor deliberately called out, "Then come back first, and we will slowly explore inside!"
Taking advantage of this moment, Renxin Huadao secretly adjusted the data of his five senses, sniffed, and retched. His complaints were heard in the group microphone: "Don't tell me, I smell a very unpleasant smell of rust, and it's also fishy. It's quite disgusting. Why does this game have such a disgusting smell!?"
Guan Tang Bao said speechlessly: "Is there a possibility that this is the smell of blood?"
"No way? I just had maoxuewang last night... cough! Although it's a little different, maoxuewang also has blood!"
"I don't want to bother with you!"
Even though no one saw it, Guan Tang Bao rolled his eyes.
Although there was also a red fog marked on the game system map, at least the direction could be identified. The group walked inside. The road was covered with moist dark red soil, and the smell of blood and stench became stronger and stronger.
Not long after they walked, some bones appeared scattered on the ground.
Some were animal and some were human, scattered on the ground in pieces. The flesh and blood had long since rotted away, and most of the bones were buried in the red mud. A few were exposed on the ground, grayish white in color, with reddish-brown mud in the gaps between the bones, which looked very creepy.
“Are these all human bones?”
"Not really. That one is obviously a canine skull," King Bamboo Grass glanced at the small, pointed skull closest to it, and then pointed to the largest cylindrical bone not far away and said, "That one is the one. It's cylindrical on top and triangular-shaped on the bottom. Plus the size, it's definitely a human humerus!"
Renxinhuadao was startled by the sudden "cold" tone of King Bamboo Grass: "Fuck! How do you know so much? "
“I’m studying medicine!”
"Then you still have time to play games!"
“Isn’t this formal training?”
"Shouldn't that be even busier!?"
"Well... our infectious disease hospital is relatively free, and our director is quite nice. Meetings and shifts are counted as regular training time, so..."
At this point, King Bamboo Grass rarely felt guilty, and added in a low voice: "But I often work night shifts! Sometimes I work more than ten hours a day!"
Renxin Huadao was shocked when he heard this: "Is the addiction so severe? Risking your life playing games!?"
Nietzsche also advised: "If you can't do it, just go back and rest! Health is the most important thing!"
"Oh, it's okay! I was even more tired when I went to school! It doesn't matter! I slept for more than five hours yesterday! That's enough!"
Guan Tang Bao took a deep breath and said, "Oh my god, I don't have enough energy if I don't sleep for ten hours a day!"
Renxin Huadao couldn't help but count on his fingers: "Then you spend ten hours sleeping, ten hours playing games, and the remaining four hours eating, bathing and going to the toilet. Where do you find the time to work and earn money?!"
Guan Tang Bao coughed twice with a wandering look in his eyes, and said, "Ahem, I am not talented, but I have a little wealth, and I can collect rent to make a living..."
Upon hearing this, everyone started to express jealousy.
"Eat the debate, you dog capitalist!"
"Fight the rich!"
The few of them laughed and joked for a while, diluting the weird atmosphere around them a lot. They walked a little deeper and saw the first building.
That was probably a building of the Sword Sect. It was a small shrine carved entirely from stone. It was much smaller than the Huang Gong Temple of the Taiyin Sect, and its height only reached a person's knees.
Inside the shrine, one can see a tablet carved from white jade, with the writing on it clearly visible, but the tablet has been broken into three pieces and is scattered on the altar.
The players looked at each other, and then everyone looked at Ren Xinhua Dao.
"With Qichun Haigui gone, I have to rely on you!"
"That's right! Go! Pikachu!"
Under everyone's urging, Ren Xinhuadao sighed resignedly, then reached in with his hands, pulled out the three white jade tablets, and fiddled with them.
The characters carved on the official position were probably from Liuzhou, and no one could recognize them. Renxin Huadao identified them and sent a screenshot to the group.
[The Lord of the Wuji Divine Sword of Guixu Sword Sect].
"Master Wuji Divine Sword? That bastard? What a chubby name!"
Having already had a very bad impression of the "Sword God" mentioned by Niu Helu, Ren Xinghua couldn't help but sneer.
Guan Tang Bao thought about it more carefully, and asked, "Do you think that if this thing is broken, does it mean that the Sword God has died a long time ago?"
Nietzsche nodded and analyzed, "It's possible! Otherwise, if he was still here and still alive, how could he let the position in the shrine dedicated to him become like this?"
But after she finished speaking, her expression gradually became solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "However, if the Sword God is dead, then the others... I'm afraid they won't be able to survive..."
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