"Everyone, be careful. Within these ancient ruins, countless ancient arrays are unpredictable, and even today they have not been completely deciphered."
As he pondered, the voice of the Hurricane Demon Emperor ca from ahead. He turned back to remind the disciples of the Purple Dragon Hall, then took out a torch and led them into the dark cave.
Bai Ling’er subconsciously moved closer to Ling Feng. It seed this was also her first ti at these ruins. In such a grim and terrifying atmosphere, she was sowhat nervous.
The group delved continually deeper, and the light beca increasingly dim. Thankfully, everyone here was a powerful being above Demon Monarch level, with astonishing eye power. With just a torch, they could still see the path ahead.
The tunnel of this cave was very large, a good ten ters high and seven or eight ters wide. Though there were many batches of people going in, it was not crowded.
The deeper they went, even the sound of the wind stopped, replaced by a chill that seed to co from the Netherworld Absolute Prison, making people shiver with cold.
The Hurricane Demon Emperor walked at the front of the group, emitting a gentle Demon Essence around him that turned into a warm breeze, dispelling the cold. He didn’t want these disciples of the Purple Dragon Hall to be eroded by the cold and lose much of their combat strength before they even began treasure hunting.
Who knows how long they walked, when suddenly the Hurricane Demon Emperor stopped and said indifferently, "Here is the true core area of the ancient ruins. These ancient ruins are the remains of the Ancient Sky Demon Palace, a place that held a higher status than today’s Three Great Holy Temples thousands of years ago. What you now see is the ruins of the Sky Demon Palace, the Sky Demon Sacred City."
Everyone looked up, and their hearts were filled with shock, with so even crying out in surprise.
Just as the Hurricane Demon Emperor said, this was a holy city, an enormous underground imperial city.
Majestic, imposing, like a slumbering demon beast lurking deep in hell, the impression it gave was just one word: vast!
Vast beyond imagination!
By the light of the torch in the Hurricane Demon Emperor’s hand, they could faintly see towering walls, a hundred feet high, spanning like mountains ahead. The blue-green walls flickered with a trace of phosphorescence, battered with countless sword marks and cracks, exuding a chilling sense of kill-or-be-killed.
An extre chill circled upward from the city towers, like a Frost Giant Dragon coiling above.
Ling Feng quickly recognized that this aura was exactly identical to the one from the brief glimpse of the Young Palace Master Han You last night.
It seed that the Young Palace Master of the Dark Dragon Palace had long entered here and had fought a battle with that mysterious Holy Land powerhouse Shen Xiao.
The Young Palace Master was indeed proud. Even with so many demon emperor powerhouses here, he refused to let them intervene, insisting on taking down Shen Xiao by himself.
This, in turn, gave Shen Xiao an opportunity to exploit.
"Let’s go. Although it has been explored for over a hundred years, so spirit flowers and herbs will still regrow after a decade of rest and recuperation. Of course, if you’re lucky, you might find surprising gains. This is, after all, the holy city of the Ancient Demon Clan, and its secrets have yet to be fully explored."
The Hurricane Demon Emperor took a deep breath and strode towards the city gate.
Since several batches had already passed through, entering the city did not pose much danger. However, the closer everyone got to this underground giant city, the more shocked they felt.
The grandeur and vastness of this holy city far exceeded imagination.
Full of the wild and dominating aura of the Ancient Era, it remained incredibly sturdy despite the erosion of millennia.
Even for a powerhouse like the Hurricane Demon Emperor, who had entered here before, there was still a trace of awe on his face.
Five hundred ters from the city walls was a dried-up moat, a hundred ters deep and three hundred ters wide. Though dry now, it still displayed the domineering might of this heroic city.
Everyone leapt over the riverbed, but for so reason, a terrifying pressure assailed them, making their hearts pound. Even Ling Feng couldn’t help shivering.
The feeling was as if an invisible hand was grasping his heart, ready to crush it at any mont.
"This place is a bit eerie."
Suddenly, the voice of the Despicable Donkey entered his mind. Although this guy usually acted frivolously, he had survived from ten thousand years ago and was quite knowledgeable.
"What is it?" Ling Feng communicated with the Despicable Donkey through thought, not worried about being discovered by others.
"This place has a faint demonic aura."
"Demonic aura? Are the demons of the Ancient Sky Demon Palace all evil cultivators?" Ling Feng thought to himself with amusent.
"No, not that kind of evil demon qi cultivated by practicing demon techniques, but the aura of an Outer Heaven Demon, the authentic Hell Demon Energy!"
"Outer Heaven Demon?"
Ling Feng’s pupils slightly contracted. Could it be that the fall of this Ancient Demon Clan Sacred Land was related to those Outer Heaven Demons?
Ling Feng had previously entered the God Demon Battlefield, so he had so understanding of Outer Heaven Demons. When those demons invaded, they nearly brought doomsday to all living beings on the Xuanling Continent, so it wasn’t surprising that the Demon Clan faced a similar threat.
"Kid, things from otherworldly realms are either great fortune or great disaster."
The Despicable Donkey chuckled, "But if it’s Hell Demon Energy, this Divine Beast thinks it’s more likely a great disaster."
"A disaster is a disaster then!"
Ling Feng pursed his lips and said solemnly, "Despicable Donkey, keep an eye out for . I must get that Dragon Emperor Seal!"
"Hehe, you don’t have to say it; this Divine Beast already knows!"
The Despicable Donkey pouted. He was becoming more accustod to treasure hunting with Ling Feng, and his thoughts of eating alone were gradually fading away.
The sincerity with which Ling Feng treated others had ultimately influenced the Despicable Donkey, making him gradually restrain himself. Although still greedy as ever, he was no longer as selfish as before.
Soon, after crossing the moat, the oppressive pressure gradually disappeared, as if it had never existed.
Following the entrance passage into the holy city, what ca into view was a deserted, dead city.
So collapsed divine statues and pavilions could be vaguely recognized. In pursuit of the treasures of this place, the treasure hunters who entered resorted to all ans, destroying almost everything destructible; even the crystal stones and gems in the eyes of those divine statues had been gouged out.
Clusters of ghost fire drifted in the air, sotis accompanied by eerie, ghostly laughter.
This was simply a ghost city!
This was the foremost area of the holy city, long since stripped bare, not leaving even a hair behind. Thus, the group from the Purple Dragon Hall didn’t linger and continued onward.
Before long, they arrived at a massive plaza.
In the center of the plaza stood a colossal statue, several dozen feet high. The statue’s features were already blurred, and the massive stone axe it held was broken, leaving only the handle still gripped by the statue. Nevertheless, an incredibly domineering aura still surged from it.
Evidently, so array still lingered around this statue, capable of unleashing sothing terrifying if triggered.
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