Chapter 1234

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Nearly one hour, the five people broke away from the Night Walkers' encirclement.

The consumption of this battle was far more intense than the battle with the Cang Lei Ancient Clan where they simultaneously faced heavenly thunder and the Lei Long; it wasn't because the Night Walkers were that strong — in fact, individual strength was only around Spirit Transformation — mainly because their numbers were simply too many.

Moreover, there was no Spiritual Energy in the Eternal Night Ruins.

All consumption had to be endured solely by relying on one's own reserves.

This is why everyone didn't force a crushing victory.

Once consumption is too great, next time they encounter a more powerful opponent, they might not be able to win.

To put it bluntly, save a bit whenever you can.

After all, no one is willing to die here.

However, after killing some Night Walkers, they actually dropped quite a few things.

For example, several dozen Top-Grade Spirit Stones in perfect condition, several Cold Jade Medicine Bottles sealed with unknown Pills, and a Sword Embryo of extremely high Spirit Tool Grade.

These things added together are worth at least tens of thousands of Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

Jin Buhuan grinned: "Just treat it as the toll fee the Night Walkers paid us — not taking it would be foolish!"

Seeing his shrewd appearance, everyone smiled knowingly.

After passing through the Night Walkers' encirclement, the five people set up a temporary rest point on a relatively flat Platform.

Luo Qinghan used the interval to reinforce the Vacuum Law Realm covering the five people.

Multi-layered Ice Shields blocked the Dead Silence Power constantly seeping from the surroundings outside.

Xu Zhangqing used the time to once again borrow the Creation Dao to sense the responding direction.

Since passing through the Silent Zone, the fluctuation intensity had risen another level, the direction becoming more precise, no longer a vague approximate orientation.

Not long after, Xu Zhangqing opened his eyes: "Within a hundred li, the direction doesn't change."

"Then let's go, while the Night Walkers haven't caught up yet."

Luo Qinghan rose from the rest state, the Cold Moon rising once again from behind her.

Seeing this, Baili Hong, Jin Buhuan, and Mo Li all stood up one after another.

Strangely, since entering this area, they had flown for nearly half an hour, yet hadn't encountered a single Night Walker.

However, this abnormal situation did not make everyone relax their vigilance.

On the contrary, each person became extremely cautious.

Although everyone was entering the Eternal Night Ruins for the first time, by now they all understood: the quieter a place in the Eternal Night Ruins, the more dangerous it often is.

Ahead, traces of the Human Race gradually appeared.

A Stone Slab Road emerged, already blurred but still recognizable.

On both sides of the Stone Slab Road, large amounts of shattered Spirit Stones and deactivated Array Plates were scattered; the Spirit Patterns on the Array Plates did not match any current mainstream Spiritual Array.

The Structure is more complex, and also more ancient.

Jin Buhuan squatted down to carefully observe, then shook his head: "Even in the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce's collected Ancient Array Pattern Atlas, I cannot find a matching style."

What does this indicate?

It indicates this Spiritual Array is extremely ancient!

The time of existence, at least tens of thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be to the point where even Jin Buhuan can't recognize it.

You must know, the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce's time in the Endless Star Domain is equally very long.

Inside are recorded many things lost for many years, even from ancient and remote antiquity.

Yet now even Jin Buhuan can't recognize them, sufficient to see how ancient these things are.

Along the Stone Slab Road forward, a massive architectural ruin slowly emerged from the darkness.

It appears to be a palace-style building built entirely of some unknown black stone material; the palace's main structure has collapsed by half, but even the remaining parts are enough to make those looking up at it feel a heavy oppressive feeling rushing at their faces.

Just the surviving corridor pillars outside the Palace Gate — a single pillar's height exceeds a hundred zhang, diameter so thick that ten-odd people holding hands might not be able to encircle it.

The corridor pillars are carved full of dense reliefs; the relief content, after endless years of erosion, remains clearly discernible.

Giant winged creatures descending from the sky, countless human silhouettes on the ground kneeling with heads raised in worship.

Later, they revered the winged creatures as "gods" and began building palaces to worship them.

But for some reason, this "god"-like existence was chiseled off the reliefs, leaving only a hollow outline.

The chisel marks at the hollow's edge are sharp as new, just like they were chiseled away just now.

Jin Buhuan looked at those chisel marks and said solemnly: "It's said the Eternal Night Ruins preserves some relics that fundamentally shouldn't exist in the world."

Luo Qinghan looked at Xu Zhangqing and asked: "Is it here?"

Xu Zhangqing shook his head: "Not here, still in the distance."

Probably behind the Palace Ruins; the Creation Dao's call comes from there.

"Since it's ruins, there's nothing worth seeing!"

"Indeed, and who knows what dangers there might be!"

"Go, still better to cooperate with Ninth Junior Brother first!"

Looking at the huge architectural ruins before them, everyone didn't dare be careless.

If it were another place, even in a Secret Realm, everyone would be interested.

However, in the Eternal Night Ruins, nothing here should be underestimated, even if it is just a ruin.

No one knows what exactly exists inside.

Moreover, none of them wanted to go looking for trouble.

However, plans never keep up with changes.

The five were just about to leave when they suddenly sensed something and looked in one direction.

At the site of the building ruins, at the location of a side hall that had already collapsed more than half.

There, six xiuxian zhe wearing uniform robes were whispering something.

On the chest of their robes was embroidered a mark.

Among those present, only Luo Qinghan and Jin Buhuan recognized it.

It was a small ancient sect on Dongji Lingzhou that was rapidly declining, the Yuan Ling Sect.

And what they had surrounded in a circle was not a cultivation method, jade slip, or supreme magic treasure, but a statue half a person tall, entirely gray-black.

The statue showed nothing special, and was even somewhat damaged.

It looked as if it had been attacked by something many times.

The six were extremely flustered, trying to take something out from inside the statue.

But no matter how hard they tried, the statue remained completely motionless.

"What are they doing?"

"Could this statue have something special about it?"

"It's definitely not simple, otherwise why would these people surround it!"

Just as Xu Zhangqing and the others were discussing and guessing among themselves.

Thump-thump-thump~

Suddenly, from deep within the palace came a heavy sound of footsteps.

Xu Zhangqing found it unfamiliar, unlike the footsteps inside the passage.

After a while, a huge great demon, its entire body covered in bone armor and surrounded by purple-black demon fire as it moved, walked out step by step from deep within the palace.

As soon as it saw these six xiuxian zhe, it immediately pounced on them.

Judging by the pressure it emanated, its Dao Xing was absolutely over ten thousand years.

Of the six Yuan Ling Sect xiuxian zhe, four formed a defensive sword array in the first moment, barely holding off this strange great demon's attacks.

The remaining two seemed to have panicked, and began desperately smashing spells onto the statue.

It looked as if they wanted to smash the statue before the defensive sword array collapsed, thereby obtaining something inside!