Bai Yiran just smiled faintly, took a firm step, and walked towards the death gate.
As soon as he moved, Bai Lingxi felt restless. She looked at the door full of vitality, but for some reason, she felt a little hesitant.
In the distance, Zhou Chenglang and Zhou Zhanhua were also hesitating.
Zhou Chenglang had long been eyeing the Gate of Life, coveting the elixirs and exotic fruits behind it. However, Zhou Zhanhua looked at the Gate of Death with a complicated expression, and said in a deep voice, "My intuition tells me that the real opportunity lies behind that door."
Zhou Chenglang gritted his teeth, and finally turned towards the Death Gate.
The Wu family disciples looked at each other in bewilderment. Seeing that Bai Yiran, Zhou Zhanhua and others had chosen the death gate, although they were unwilling, they did not dare to choose the life gate alone.
At this time, Murong Yin moved.
She had already chosen the door of life, but her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she remembered something, and suddenly changed her mind. She took Leng Zhiruo and Hu Qianmo and walked towards the door of death without hesitation.
She knew that the fragment of spiritual consciousness that Su Yao wanted must be hidden in the Death Gate.
Leng Zhiruo hesitated a little, but still gritted her teeth and followed.
Hu Qianmo lowered his head in silence and chose to follow.
At this time, Su Yao had already started walking, his steps were steady and silent, his figure was slender and cold, like a lone wild goose flying against the light, walking straight towards the gate of death.
Liu Yuting follows him like a shadow.
Zhan Tianye asked in a low voice: "Master, do you want us to cover your retreat?"
Su Yao's purple eyes were calm: "No need, they don't dare to do it."
Xin Jifeng chuckled softly, full of charm: "If someone wants to take action, they have to consider whether their life is enough first."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Yao walked to the door of death, stretched out his hand, and pushed it gently.
The door opened silently, and darkness rushed in like a tide.
The surrounding air seemed to be sucked out in an instant, the surrounding light was quickly swallowed up, a thick aura of death surged out, gusts of cold wind, sand and gravel hit the face, bringing with it a burning pain.
Su Yao walked in without hesitation.
Liu Yuting followed closely behind, his figure calm and steady.
Zhan Tianye and Xin Jifeng did not hesitate and protected Su Yao on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.
When the four figures disappeared through the door, Murong Yin whispered in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
Leng Zhiruo and Hu Qianmo followed closely.
Bai Yiran gritted his teeth and stepped into the death gate. Bai Lingxi gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, cursing "crazy", and followed him in.
The Zhou brothers, the Wu family, and even other independent disciples were all swept up in this sudden change of situation. They knew that it would be a pity if they missed it, so they gritted their teeth and followed suit.
Soon, there were few people in front of the Death Gate, and the Life Gate was quiet and no one was paying attention.
In the darkness of the barrier in the distance, Zi Mengling's eyes were dark as she whispered, "They all went in. What a bunch of greedy fools."
Shi Sang's secret words came to her ears: "Zi Mengling, don't forget your own mission."
Zi Mengling gritted her teeth, her eyes full of jealousy, but she still sneered: "Don't worry, I won't ruin the Lord's business."
A figure quickly disappeared into the void.
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Inside the Gate of Death, there is desolation.
The sky and earth were vast, filled with dust and sand, and corpses were piled up. The air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood and decay.
In the distance, huge dry bones were shattered, like the weathered corpse of a giant beast.
Beneath the quicksand, it seemed as if countless evil thoughts were buried, wriggling and rolling, as if they would break out of the ground at any time.
Further away, ten pitch-black towers stood tall, emitting a gloomy and eerie aura, sealing ten great demons.
Su Yao stood in the desolate sand, his purple eyes slightly narrowed.
This is where she wants to find the lost fragments of her spiritual consciousness.
Liu Yuting stood beside her, scanning the surroundings with cold eyes, his aura as steady as a mountain.
Zhan Tianye narrowed his eyes and was on guard, while Xin Jifeng had a smile on his face, but his expression was extremely solemn.
"Master..." Zhan Tianye warned in a low voice: "The smell is not right, there are demons ready to move."
Su Yao's expression remained calm: "It doesn't matter, they are waiting for us."
A strong wind blew up, and dust filled the sky.
Everyone clearly felt that the hunting game in the Void Realm had begun.
In this game of life and death, only the calmest and strongest people can survive to the end.
The desert is boundless and dead silent. The strong wind blows up the fine sand, which roars and whistles between heaven and earth like ghosts and wolves howling.
When the group stepped into the Death Gate, it was as if they had stepped into an endless Jedi.
Su Yao stood in the wind and sand, his purple eyes slightly narrowed, sensing the murderous intent hidden in all directions.
Liu Yuting, Zhan Tianye and Xin Jifeng tacitly separated and protected Su Yao on the left and right and behind respectively. The three of them were calm and restrained, without revealing any flaws.
The rest of the people gathered into small groups. Murong Yin took Hu Qianmo and Leng Zhiruo with him, while Bai Lingxi and Bai Yiran separated themselves and were wary of each other.
Brothers Zhou Zhanhua and Zhou Chenglang stood back to back vigilantly, their eyes sharp, searching everywhere for possible dangers.
At this moment, the real murderous intent within the Death Gate quietly arrived.
On the distant sand dunes, the sand and dust suddenly shook, black shadows rolled, and a majestic and violent aura spread.
Immediately afterwards, two huge creatures emerged from the sand.
A soul-splitting sand beast covered in pitch black, with a body the size of an elephant, fangs protruding outward, and dense bone spurs growing on its back. Its six scarlet eyes stared at everyone, and a low roar came from its mouth.
The other one was a scarlet bone-burning strange dog, with flames burning all over its body, black smoke coming out of its mouth, fangs like knives, and emitting a disgusting stench of rot and blood.
Soul-Splitting Sand Beast: Good at confusing the mind and tearing apart the soul.
Bone-burning strange dog: born to feed on souls and flesh.
Two ferocious beasts appeared at the same time!
The air seemed to freeze, the strong wind was torn apart in an instant, and the dust surged like a tide.
Zhou Zhanhua's eyes darkened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Form a formation!"
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