Chaos God's Nest

Looking from afar, I could see a towering blue temple standing on the top of the mountain ahead. Perhaps due to the terrain, part of the temple was shrouded in clouds, and with rays of light shooting out from it, it gave people a dreamlike feeling, like a mirage, extremely unreal.

Out of fear for the existence in the temple, everyone did not fly directly to the top of the mountain, but chose to land at the foot of the mountain and walk up the mountain along a row of stone steps. At the same time, it was also to show respect for that existence.

Perhaps this move worked, as everyone did not encounter any danger until they reached the top of the mountain.

"It's quite interesting. I don't think this place is as dangerous as you locals say!" Kong Jie couldn't help but say when he saw this.

"It's better not to be too careless! Although we don't come here with hostility, the existence among them may not treat us kindly! Stay vigilant, and if there is any danger, prepare to evacuate immediately!" Yan Xiaohuang replied after hearing this.

Everyone moved forward cautiously all the way until they got close to the temple without encountering any danger. Just when they were confused, they saw the main door of the temple in front of them slowly open on its own. There was no light inside, only darkness, giving people a feeling of deepness and emptiness.

"What's going on? The palace door opened by itself? Are they asking us to go in?" Kong Jie was surprised when he saw this.

"Will there be any danger?" Mu Xin frowned and said.

"You wait here, I'll go in and take a look!" Yan Xiaohuang stood up and said to everyone.

"No, that's too dangerous. Otherwise, let's go in together!" Gu Qinghan was a little worried about Yan Xiaohuang's safety, and said with her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Don't worry! I have the means to protect myself. No matter how terrifying the existence is, as long as I want to escape, it can't do anything to me!"

What Yan Xiaohuang said was true. After all, he had the Immortal King's magical weapon, the Golden Crow Temple, with him. If he encountered any danger, the worst that could happen was that he would sneak into it. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he would not be able to do anything to him for a while.

After hearing what Yan Xiaohuang said, everyone stopped trying to stop him. Instead, they nodded and watched Yan Xiaohuang walk into the temple step by step.

boom!

Just as Yan Xiaohuang stepped into the temple, the huge door suddenly closed, and his figure completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked and hurried forward to try to push the door open.

"Damn it! I hope Xiao Huangzi is not in danger!" Kong Jie said, his face full of anxiety.

"Don't worry! He will be fine! Just before he left, I used my pupil technique to deduce for him that he won't be in any bloody disaster!" Luo Xian changed his usual mischievous look and said calmly.

After hearing Luo Xian's words, everyone felt relieved and waited quietly in front of the palace door, waiting for news from Yan Xiaohuang.

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On the other side, when Yan Xiaohuang stepped into the temple, he felt an ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere rushing towards him. It was as if he had returned to the ancient times. Even the air was filled with the heavy smell of the long years.

The hall was extremely empty, without a single light. The entire hall was pitch black, and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. It was impossible to see anything clearly. In this regard, Yan Xiaohuang had no choice but to transfer his true energy into his palms and emit a flame to illuminate the surroundings.

After the light appeared, the scenes in the hall came into Yan Xiaohuang's eyes one after another. It was not a big deal to see it, but it frightened Yan Xiaohuang. Then he felt creepy and his back was cold.

On both sides of the hall, there were dozens of black platforms standing, and on each of these platforms, there was an ancient withered corpse standing. The corpses were in different postures, and their faces were all extremely hideous. Many of them had eyes full of fear and horror, as if they had seen some extremely terrifying existence before they died.

Yan Xiaohuang used his spiritual sense to briefly detect the aura left on these corpses and found that they all had good cultivation when they were alive. The strongest ones among them had even entered the fairyland, but their expressions were still filled with fear, as if they had been frightened to death when they were alive.

"These people are all extremely powerful. What kind of existence did they encounter that would make them maintain such a strong fear before they die?" Yan Xiaohuang also had a solemn expression on his face and said to himself.

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, he heard an extremely frightening voice coming from the deepest part of the front of the hall.

"Emperor! You...are...finally...here!"

The sound was extremely cold and gloomy, and it gave people the feeling that it was like the sound made by a dying person who had been bedridden for a long time and was about to take his last breath.

"Who? Who's talking?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang was shocked. He felt his scalp tingling and his back chilled. He then hurriedly looked around, shouting while summoning the Golden Crow Temple in his hands, ready to sneak in at any time.

"Emperor...Guardian!"

After hearing Yan Xiaohuang's words, the voice sounded again, as if answering Yan Xiaohuang's question.

"Emperor Guard?"

Yan Xiaohuang was stunned, obviously not understanding the meaning of the other party's words.

"come over!"

The voice sounded again, calling Yan Xiaohuang over.

In response to this, Yan Xiaohuang suddenly found courage from nowhere, and as if possessed by a spirit, he actually walked slowly towards the depths of the hall.

After Yan Xiaohuang gradually walked deeper into the hall, with the help of the light in his palm, he was finally able to see the scene ahead clearly.

There, there also stood a black platform, and on the platform, there was a skeleton-like figure sitting cross-legged, and the strange voice came from its mouth.

"Are you talking?" Yan Xiaohuang asked with a frown after looking up and down at the skeleton in front of him.

"It's... me!"

The skeleton opened its mouth and replied slowly, its tone consistent with before. It made people feel extremely uncomfortable, as if there were ten thousand ants crawling on their body.

"Your name is Di Wei?" Yan Xiaohuang asked again.

Hearing this, the skeleton also shook his head very slowly and said: "Emperor...Guardian...is just...my...name. My...real...identity...is...the...ancient...ancestor...of...the...Heavenly...Gods...Fu...Yu!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang was shocked and subconsciously took two steps back.

"You mean, you are Fu Yu, the ancient ancestor of the Celestial God Clan?"

"That's right!" The skeleton nodded and replied slowly.

"Since you are still alive, do you know that the current Celestial Clan has long since fallen! Even among your clan's true descendants, no one knows how many are left and where they are?"

Hearing Yan Xiaohuang's words, the skeleton nodded again and said: "Of course... I know! Rise... and fall... are... just... normal... things! No... need... to care... too much! But... you... I... have... been... waiting... for... you... for... too... long!"

"What? Wait for me?"