Last time, Mo Nian was injured here and nearly killed. This dark nether energy was terrifying.
"The dark nether energy probably isn't a mechanism; it's something that has been closed inside for too long, which is why it has emerged.
Because of this, I dare to say that something terrifying must be buried inside. If we attain the Way, we will become wealthy.
However, once the gate opened, dark nether energy would surge out, leaving no way to escape.
After some time of research, I found a way to resist, but it couldn't completely neutralize it. I estimate that in the dark nether energy, we wouldn't last the time it takes to burn an incense stick. Mo Nian said, "It can only last the time of one incense stick, which is far too short, and that's just a conservative estimate."
"It's fine, I can handle this."
After Long Chen finished speaking, he communicated with the Demon Moon Furnace, and soon a puddle of mud appeared in his large hand.
"Smack!"
The muddy paste in Long Chen's hand suddenly struck Mo Nian's face. Mo Nian immediately flew into a rage:
"At a time like this, you're still playing with such pointless stuff."
"Don't move. This mud is a treasure—that dark nether energy can't be eroded." As Long Chen spoke, he slapped another handful of mud onto Mo Nian.
"Really?" Don't try to fool me! Mo Nian said somewhat doubtfully, afraid Long Chen would play tricks on him.
Long Chen ignored him and sprayed mud onto Mo Nian. Soon, Mo Nian turned into a clay figure, his whole body covered in black mud.
After finishing Mo Nian, Long Chen started working on his own too, but he couldn't get the back part and needed Mo Nian's help. Soon, both of them turned into clay figures.
This clay was black soil from the chaotic space, inherently possessing a strange death force. It was unafraid of any erosion, and even the Water of Death couldn't do anything to it. Long Chen was confident.
"Don't let the mud fall off, go open the gate." After finishing, Long Chen said.
Mo Nian nodded. Since Long Chen was confident, there was no problem. Both of their heads were sealed with mud, making them look quite comical, so they could only use their spiritual sense to see the way.
Mo Nian tapped several times on the pillar beside the stone door, each time producing runes of different colors.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Suddenly, the stone door slowly opened. Immediately, both of them shuddered, and a black torrent surged out like a tidal wave. If they hadn't been prepared, they would have been swept away.
"Impressive, really not afraid of the dark underworld energy eroding me." Mo Nian couldn't help but shout in surprise. The dark nether energy was actually blocked by the black earth, so it couldn't harm them at all.
Endless dark nether energy surged out. When the impact subsided, the two hurriedly followed the main door and walked inside.
"Wow."
Upon entering the main gate, the two couldn't help but gasp. It was a grand hall, stretching tens of thousands of miles, with no visible end at a glance.
Inside this massive hall, skeletal skeleton lay prostrate inside, and the aura they emitted made both of their hair stand on end.
These were the corpses of giant beasts. Counting carefully, there were thirty-six, but thirty-six corpses actually filled the entire hall.
These giant beasts couldn't be distinguished from their original appearances or species, but their bones were pitch black, as if cast from iron, and the runes on them carried an endless aura of darkness. They must be a species unique to the Underworld; there are no such creatures on the Tianwu Continent.
"This aura must be above Tongming." Mo Nian sensed the aura of these giant beasts and couldn't help but click his tongue.
Only one skeleton remained, but that aura still carried a deadly threat, making people afraid to approach.
"They should be beings above Tongming, but their crystal cores are intact, their bones are completely intact, and their auras are concentrated and not dispersed. Strange, how did they die?" Long Chen looked at these giant beasts, unable to help but feel alarmed.
"There's even a main gate ahead. Huh, what kind of pattern is this? Why is it so strange?" Mo Nian suddenly called out.
Long Chen turned his head and saw that in the direction of all the giant beasts' heads, there was a large door, with a strange pattern on top of the gate.
In the center of the figure is a person holding a long sword, with wings on his back, surrounded by thirty-six giant beasts worshipping him.
Long Chen suddenly understood: "This is a sacrifice. These giant beasts have been sacrificed by someone." Although
Long Chen didn't know much about formations, he had learned a bit from Xia Chen and vaguely recognized that it was a sacrificial formation.
No wonder these demon beasts have intact corpses, their vital energy undissipated. This is a kind of sacrifice, but what they sacrifice is only their flesh and blood; their energy is locked within their bones and crystal cores.
"I want the corpses of these giant beasts." Long Chen said excitedly.
"What do you want them for? Take them home to make bone broth? Why not just bring the crystal cores back? Mo Nian was puzzled.
"It's different. These bones—maybe Mengqi has a way to control them." Long Chen said excitedly.
"No way, you can control even after death?" Mo Nian was shocked.
"I'm not entirely sure, but I have to try. What if it works?" Long Chen chuckled, his eyes full of anticipation.
"Damn, if it succeeds, wouldn't that mean we could sweep across the world?" Mo Nian was also surprised.
If Meng Qi could resurrect these bones, that would be terrifying. They were beings above Tongming level, thirty-six giant beasts above Tongming, and their combat power was simply unimaginable.
"This time, it's finally happening. Mo Nian, go first and figure out how to open that gate. Behind this door, there must be something unbelievable. I'll collect these bones first."
As Long Chen spoke, he reached out to move the massive corpse, discovering that although only bones remained, they were as heavy as stars.
Long Chen used all his strength to loosen them and toss them into Mo Nian's star space. Then the Yaoyue Furnace sent them away, and the Dragon Bone Evil Moon came to receive them. Using Mo Nian's star space as a medium, he collected these skeletons one by one.
After moving all the corpses of the thirty-six giant beasts, Long Chen felt his body was about to fall apart. The beast corpses were too heavy.
When Long Chen finished dealing with the beast's corpse and Mo Nian's side was also settled, Mo Nian's heart was filled with anticipation.
He reached out to the stone door, busy for a long time, and finally, the runes lit up on the gate, and the door slowly opened.
When the door opened just a slightly, a terrifying divine might burst out from the crack. The two were immediately blasted backward, blood spraying wildly, and their primordial spirits nearly shattered. They were terrified.
"Crack, crack, crack... The
gate slowly opened, and endless divine might surged through the void, like thunder. The divine light in the void was dazzling, making it impossible to open one's eyes or use divine sense to probe.
The roaring sound made their eardrums ache sharply, making them feel as if the world was spinning. In the face of that divine might, they seemed so insignificant.
"Damn, this time I've finally found a treasure. This is probably the biggest move I've ever done in my life." InkNian roared in his heart; he knew there was something inside this gate beyond his imagination.
When the divine might stabilized and the divine light softened, the two finally looked inside the gate. Seeing this, it was no big deal—every strand of their hair was counting down, and they almost ran away.
"Hong Yaoyang,"
Long Chen immediately spotted a person inside the main hall, sitting coldly at the two of them.
Mo Nian had never met Hong Yaoyang; he had only heard his voice, because Hong Yaoyang was the god of the underworld and could not personally deal with him; he only sent underworld soldiers to kill him.
However, at Mo Nian's request, Long Chen showed him the scene of slapping Hong Yaoyang, so Mo Nian also knew what Hong Yaoyang looked like.
Now, seeing Hong Yaoyang sitting in the main hall, his eyes coldly fixed on the two of them, Mo Nian's first reaction was—it's over, completely doomed, he's actually bumped into his hand.
No matter how strong he and Long Chen were, they couldn't stand against the God of a Realm. Who would have thought that Hong Yaoyang was actually waiting for them here.
"No, this isn't Hong Yaoyang. This is his shed skin." Long Chen suddenly said.
He sensed something was wrong. At this moment, Hong Yaoyang was vastly different in aura from the one he had met.
Moreover, at this moment, Hong Yaoyang's divine light was swirling, his power surging, but the symbols in his eyes were indeed dim, without the slightest trace of spiritual fluctuation.
After Long Chen's reminder, Mo Nian also sensed something was wrong, because Hong Yaoyang's expression and posture remained unchanged.
The two mustered their courage and slowly walked through the main entrance. It was a grand hall, where Hong Yaoyang sat on the throne, quietly watching the two of them, motionless.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a light flashed in Hong Yaoyang's eyes. The chair behind him trembled violently, startling Mo Nian into screaming. The longbow in her hand trembled, and without hesitation, she shot an arrow.
"Bang!"
The arrow shattered into powder just three inches in front of Hong Yaoyang, making it impossible to get close. It seemed as if some mysterious energy was protecting him.
"Don't move. This is indeed a shed skin. Just now, it was our aura that triggered the runes." Mo Nian's second arrow was already wounded, and Long Chen hurriedly stopped it.
Pointing to the green brick on the ground, Long Chen had just stepped on one of them. A rune gently flickered, but as Long Chen withdrew his foot, the rune dimmed again and finally vanished without a trace.
"Damn it, he scared me to death." Sweat broke out on Mo Nian's forehead. It had been terrifying just now. The key point was that Hong Yaoyang looked like a real person, and being stared at by him was overwhelming.
Long Chen signaled Mo Nian not to move yet. Long Chen lay on the ground and looked at the blue bricks, faintly seeing runes on some of them.
However, Long Chen didn't understand formations and didn't know what kind of formation it was, but he could tell that the green bricks couldn't be touched.
Long Chen waved his hand and made some marks on the bricks, telling them not to step on them.
Long Chen guessed that these runes weren't aimed at intruders; otherwise, there should be many traps here. Clearly, Hong Yaoyang had no defenses against his own chassis.
"There's something else behind him. Let's go around and take a look."
Long Chen pointed behind the throne, and the two carefully moved across. Behind the throne stood a high platform, and on top of it lay a dazzling divine sword.
"Wow, I've struck it rich!" When Mo Nian saw the divine sword, his eyes gleamed with excitement.