Ninth-level fairy

Chang Qingzi was stunned for a long moment before asking, "How did you bring this thing out of the illusion?"

"This is not an illusion, I said!" Du Fang touched his nose.

"What is that? In an instant, I went from being a beautiful lady in the palace to this dark place..."

"This is a piece of history, a history embedded in this mural..."

"history?"

"Yes, the fairy body can trigger the history that happened here, and the fairy blood can escape from this history!"

Chang Qingzi shook his head. He had never heard of such a thing, and there had never been such a legend. How could it be possible for people to enter history?

Du Fang held the black stone in his palm and whispered, "I'm just guessing. This thing is the node between our present and this period of history. Everything inside is engraved on the dome, except for the elder from Changsheng Hall."

"And in this period of history we just passed through, only this person is real. She is a soul trapped in this history. Her soul is suppressed by the rules of the great way here, or by some kind of restriction. She cannot reveal the secrets here. Once she does, her soul will be scattered."

"Is this stone the place where her soul resides?" Chang Qingzi seemed to understand a little.

Du Fang pointed at the inscription on it and whispered, "Yes, as long as there is nothing engraved on it, we can bring it out, such as this stone..."

They both looked up at the dome at the same time.

Chang Qingzi sighed and said, "There's a little bit of light on this dome, that same sky blue we saw earlier. A bit of yang energy shines down from above and lands here. It's empty above and solid below, creating a perfect restriction."

"Using this method to suppress living souls is truly the work of a great master from the prehistoric times. In today's world of immortal cultivation, there are no such methods, nor such talents..."

Du Fang suddenly shook his head and said, "No, you are not right..." As he said several "no"s in a row, the dome, which was not known whether it was made of glass or crystal, began to move continuously like the sun, moon and stars.

Du Fang wiped his eyes, looked at Chang Qingzi, and asked, "Weren't these things there just now?"

Apart from the intaglio, all they saw was a pitch-black dome.

After jumping out from the place where the coffin was placed, the dome turned into a crystal color.

At this moment, a strange rustling sound came from the dome.

Chang Qingzi's face was filled with disbelief:

'It's moving! It's moving!'

"What it is?"

The Milky Way in the dome began to roll rapidly, and the sparkling light came from an unknown creature, and continued to cruise in the dome.

"Such a big centipede, wow!" Du Fanggang praised, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

This didn't look like a centipede; all the relief carvings on its body moved. Du Fang's mouth was wide open, almost enough to fit an egg.

What the hell is this? What the hell is this?

The entire dome suddenly moved, and all the reliefs of figures began to disappear.

Chang Qingzi stared at the constantly moving thing with a solemn expression, and whispered, "This is the strange beast from the prehistoric times. It's been extinct for nearly ten thousand years. How could it appear here?"

"What is this?" It looked more like a pubic louse than a centipede. But its body was like stone slate, piecemeal, and when it moved, cracks and gaps appeared.

Both of them were asking, but neither had an answer.

A flash of light flashed through Chang Qingzi's mind, and he suddenly remembered that more than a hundred years ago, his senior and junior brothers who had traveled with him above Lingyuan said that this place was full of rare birds and beasts, and fairy mountain palaces.

These should be the ancient monsters we saw back then.

Unfortunately, after so many years, it has been eroded by the negative energy here and turned into another kind of terrifying monster that makes people feel scared when they look at it.

No, Chang Qingzi immediately rejected his previous thought.

This relief is carved on it, and underneath is the red coffin that suppresses the soul of the ancestor.

It is clear.

It is the guardian of this bronze fairy palace. It was placed here tens of thousands of years ago to deal with intruders from outside and to prevent intruders from taking out the great secrets of the fairy palace.

This ancient strange beast kept swimming above the dome, as if stretching its body. As its huge body began to stretch, a terrifying and inexplicable aura emanated from it.

Du Fang and Chang Qingzi both felt as if a huge rock was pressing on their chests, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

The strange beast stretched its body, and a crimson light slowly began to appear on its body.

Chang Qingzi suddenly shouted, "Fuck, this is a centipede fire centipede!"

"So what should we do now?" This was a dead end; they would be eaten by this thing sooner or later. Chang Qingzi watched it constantly move around, just on the ground and the ceiling, without attacking them.

He whispered, "Don't move, this thing is blind!"

"Slowly and gently, move towards me. Don't make any big movements! The tentacles on their mouths are used to sense airflow."

The fire centipede kept hissing from its mouth, and the two pairs of wings on its head were extremely sharp, shining with a faint luster. As its body recovered, it was actually evolving.

Du Fang was a little shocked. It was the first time he saw a monster that could automatically evolve its body in the blink of an eye.

Is this the so-called strange beast from the ancient times?

He took seven steps and was about to approach Chang Qingzi when he suddenly, out of nervousness,

He suddenly stepped on the edge of the coffin and almost fell in.

The hissing sound suddenly became extremely dense, and the centipede quickly shook its head, swung countless tentacles, and immediately pounced towards Du Fang.

"Run!"

Chang Qingzi pulled Du Fang up and slashed at it with a sword.

The sound of metal clashing made his palm numb. Chang Qingzi felt a sharp pain in his wrist. He looked down and saw that his palm was bleeding.

"Damn it! This thing has been protected by the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt, but it can't be cut," Chang Qingzi cursed. The two of them kept running back and forth beside the pillar, trying to get rid of it.

But the fire centipede was too fast. In the blink of an eye, it had grabbed Du Fang's trouser leg and torn it off.

There was no other place to escape except the main hall. Chang Qingzi quickly climbed up the pillar and shouted, "Come up quickly!"

Just as his hands grabbed Du Fang, he suddenly screamed, and two wings, one on the left and one on the right, pulled him down. In an instant, countless wings pounced on him.

Du Fang's body was immediately torn apart by the sharp crab claws.

The centipede hadn't seen a flesh-and-blood creature for a long time, so it hissed and bit the creature.

Du Fang roared and struggled, kicking his legs wildly. Chang Qingzi immediately jumped down from the pillar and kicked him with a flying kick, which was like kicking a steel plate.

Chang Qingzi fell backwards, feeling his legs aching as if they were about to break, and was just about to go and pull Du Fang.

Suddenly, the centipede fire centipede twitched after tasting the flesh and blood, rolled twice on the ground, and finally moved.