Warren's Rise and Fall

In this deep and strange maze, a group of five people walked carefully. Their footsteps echoed in the silent passage, as if they were the only sound in this mysterious area. After a difficult journey, they finally arrived at a huge stone chamber.

The stone room was 5 meters high and about 50 square meters in area. The air inside was filled with an old and mysterious atmosphere, which made people feel inexplicably depressed. There were two doors opposite them and another door next to them, but no one knew where they led to.

The people who had gone their separate ways entered the hall one after another. However, everyone's condition was distressing. They were all injured to varying degrees, their clothes were tattered and bloodstained. What was even more distressing was that the number of people was much smaller than at the beginning, and it was obvious that they had encountered danger in the forks of their respective explorations.

Among them, people from four families were the most miserable. Ximen Langya, the once high-spirited representative of the family, now looked haggard, with no one around him. His eyes revealed a trace of despair and unwillingness. Dongfang Ziwu, his gorgeous clothes had been torn, and the pain of the wound made him bite his lips tightly. Nangong Haoqiang, his usual majesty was long gone, leaving only fatigue and fear. Beiye Suqing, silent, just looked around silently, as if thinking about what to do next. In desperation, the four people had to gather together to keep each other warm, trying to get a little comfort and strength from each other.

Gongsun Xiaoren, who had not entered the maze together before but entered the maze at another time, had now gathered with Yelu Qihong and Situ Kuangxiao. There were only three or five followers left around them, and all of them looked nervous, with fear of the unknown in their eyes. However, Gongsun Xiaoren was still staring at Wang Lunwo and Changsun Mingzhi with a bad look, obviously not forgetting the previous incident on the flying boat. The hostile eyes seemed to tell of the anger and resentment in his heart.

As for the people from the Five Elements Palace, the Six Minds Sect, and the Seven Stars Holy Land, almost half of them were also killed. Their once powerful lineup was now in disarray. The disciples who were once arrogant were now dejected and demoralized. Under the many tests of this maze, their pride was completely shattered.

"Brother, it seems that you haven't seen the independent cultivator who stole our Chunling Fruit earlier?" Changsun Mingzhi frowned and searched anxiously among the crowd for a week but couldn't find him.

"Brother Changsun, maybe that man knows the art of disguise. But he will show up eventually. There must be some mechanism or opportunity in this huge stone chamber, and he will definitely take action." Wang Lunwo responded.

"What the hell is this place!" Someone couldn't help but curse loudly, and the voice echoed in the stone chamber, but no one responded. Everyone fell into silence, and their hearts were filled with confusion and fear about the future.

I don't know if it was because of the reaction of that person's words or some other unknown reason, but I saw pictures slowly appearing on the wall of the stone room. In some pictures, people were fighting fiercely with huge monsters, and every move was full of determination to fight to the death; in some pictures, people were on the verge of a fight, and magic lights were intertwined, as if they had an irreconcilable hatred; and there were also pictures showing the battle between monsters, they were roaring and fighting, and the scene was thrilling. Everyone watched intently, but they couldn't understand what was going on.

At this time, an old voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the stone chamber, "Welcome to the maze, everyone. The walls are scenes of battles in ancient times. Some are battles between human mighty beings and divine beasts, some are battles between human mighty beings and betrayers of the human race, and some are battles between the demon race and the demon race after helping the human race. In short, no matter what, they are all battles, so the final test of this maze is a battle, and in this world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. If you don't have strength, you will die in battle after you walk out of the maze, no matter if you fight against the demon race or your own kind. Oh, I forgot to tell you, see the altar over there, it needs blood to open it, if you don't have enough blood, I'm afraid you will be trapped in this secret maze forever."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a mysterious altar in a corner of the stone chamber. The altar exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and was engraved with strange runes and patterns, which made people shudder.

"This...how much blood does it take to open it?" someone asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't know, but in order to get out, I'm afraid we have no choice but to give it a try." Another person said, gritting his teeth.

Changsun Mingzhi and Wang Lunwo looked at each other, their hearts filled with worry.

"Everyone, don't act rashly. Let's observe carefully. Maybe there are other ways out." Changsun Mingzhi said loudly, trying to calm everyone down.

"Yes, this secret realm is definitely not a Jedi. Don't believe that voice easily." Wang Lunwo also echoed from the side. He swept his eyes over the crowd, hoping to keep everyone rational.

"Humph, who knows, maybe this secret realm was created by some old monster just to watch us, the novices in the world of immortal cultivation, fighting each other. Maybe he is watching us somewhere right now." Ximen Langya retorted. His words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves among the crowd.

As the saying goes, good things are hard to accomplish, but bad things are easy to do. Under the instigation of this person, everyone became nervous and tightened their weapons. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if a spark could detonate this explosive situation.

"Let's not do anything yet. Let's try to find another way out. If there is no other way out, we can just go back the way we came." It must be said that Changsun Mingzhi's IQ is always online. Beads of sweat have appeared on his forehead, and he knows in his heart that he must stabilize the situation as soon as possible.

But Gongsun Xiaoren quickly retorted, "It's easy to say. Even if we get out of this maze, how can we get out of this secret realm? This maze is in the core area of ​​the secret realm, and we can only get out from here." The man's face was full of anxiety and despair, and his voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.

Wang Lunwo knew that Gongsun Xiaoren and Ximen Langya were deliberately creating a tense atmosphere, and he didn't want to start a massacre. After all, he would have many more enemies when he went out. "Even so, there is no need to start fighting right away. Let's try to find out if there is any other way out." He tried his best to make his tone sound calm and sincere.

The crowd had already experienced a lot of bloodshed at the fork in the road before, and they didn't want to fight at this time, so they agreed with Wang Lunwo's statement and began to search in the stone chamber, but they didn't relax their weapons at all. Everyone walked carefully, looking around constantly, for fear of missing any possible clues.

Zhangsun Mingzhi and Wang Lunwo were also not idle. They carefully observed every corner of the stone chamber, the lines on the wall, the stone slabs on the ground, and even the ceiling above their heads. As time passed, everyone felt more and more depressed, but no one gave up, and they all tried hard to find a ray of hope in this desperate situation.