Chapter 1698

Not far away, Er Gouzi came running over, shouting and yelling.

Seeing it reach him, it threw the pitch-black corpse in its hand forward and boasted, "This God Venerable has killed this guy; no strong enemy is a match for a single punch from this God Venerable!"

From the pitch-black corpse, one could vaguely make out the features of Xu Dingcheng.

To think that a dignified disciple of an Immortal Emperor would end up in such a state—it was quite a sigh-inducing thought.

Xu Que slapped it on the head: "Screw your mother, this guy was possessed by an extraterrestrial demon and was already done for; do you have any shame saying such things?"

Er Gouzi, stubborn as a dead duck, said, "This was killed by this God Venerable, so all the treasures on his body should belong to me."

"Take them, take them, as if anyone wants to fight you for them." Xu Que waved his hand impatiently and began to observe the surroundings.

In this Forest of Chaos, there were time turbulence currents everywhere; falling into the abyss just now must have meant passing through time turbulence, which was why so much time had been consumed.

The surroundings were pitch black, and one could vaguely see giant vines standing like towering trees, with no end in sight at a glance.

"This place is strange." Duan Jiude's expression was serious as he pointed to the side, "Brother Que, look over there."

Xu Que looked in the direction Duan Jiude pointed and discovered several withered corpses lying beneath the vines.

"Go over and take a look." Xu Que grabbed Er Gouzi and threw it directly next to the corpses.

A moment later, Er Gouzi suddenly started shouting and yelling: "Holy crap! Brother Que, these guys are still alive!"

Xu Que and Duan Jiude exchanged a glance, their expressions somewhat strange.

"This place... it must have been at least tens of thousands of years, right?" Xu Que said softly.

"I suppose so... which means, these people have been alive for tens of thousands of years?" Duan Jiude said slowly.

A thought erupted in both of their minds simultaneously.

Treasure!

If cultivators from tens of thousands of years ago were here and still hadn't died, wouldn't that mean the treasures on their bodies were still there too?

"Brother Que, this place is too dangerous, you should stay back and let me handle it." Duan Jiude said righteously, while stepping forward.

Xu Que put his hands together, wearing a compassionate expression: "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will? Teacher Duan, your cultivation isn't enough, so let me handle it."

"No, no, no, let me handle it. I am already old, and you are still young."

"If you know you're old, why don't you hurry up and get lost? Don't stand here getting in the way!"

"Hey, why are you insulting people?"

The two of them tugged and pulled until they reached Er Gouzi's side, and almost simultaneously, they reached out to grab at the corpses.

Seeing this scene, Er Gouzi couldn't help but sneer: "Tsk tsk tsk, you guys won't even spare the dead; you are simply insane!"

Hearing this, the two of them stopped their actions in unison, exchanged a glance, and surrounded Er Gouzi.

"W-what do you want to do to this God Venerable?" Er Gouzi sensed something was wrong and instinctively clutched its stomach.

All of its treasures were hidden in its stomach; that was its own storage space.

"Hehe, you were the first one to touch the corpses just now, so the treasures must have all been taken by you." Duan Jiude said with a sinister smile, "Hand them over honestly so we can split them."

"Holy crap! There are no treasures here!" Er Gouzi's eyes widened instantly.

"Amitabha, Donor Er Gou, you are still lying; you are truly obsessed and unrepentant." Xu Que recited a Buddhist name calmly, then suddenly changed his face, "Hold it down for me, search its body!"

After a bout of noise, the three of them slumped on the ground.

"Damn it, there really isn't anything." Xu Que glanced at the vines and asked, "You said these cultivators are still alive just now, what do you mean?"

Er Gouzi said angrily: "Damn it, this God Venerable already said there were no treasures... these cultivators' souls still remain, but only a tiny bit. This tiny bit of soul maintains the vitality of their physical bodies, which then continuously supplies these vines."

"I see..." Xu Que looked in one direction and suddenly shouted sternly, "Come out!"

From the moment he stepped in here, he had felt that there was always a soul watching them.

Duan Jiude and Er Gouzi jumped up from the ground, raising their hands to set up several killing arrays, as if facing a great enemy.

A moment later, a slender figure emerged from the darkness.

It was a woman wearing a bright red dress, with a slender and curvaceous figure, and a charming, soul-stirring smile on her exquisite face.

"Oh my, Master Tang, don't scare people; I'm very timid." She gently stroked her chest, the heaving motion making one's heart jump.

"It's you?" Xu Que was stunned, then suddenly stood up and smiled, "Amitabha, I didn't expect Donor Qiu Zili to have fallen into this place too; we are truly people fallen to the ends of the earth."

The person who had come was none other than the Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Qiu Zili.

Qiu Zili swayed her body, moving gracefully as if to lean in.

Xu Que extended his right hand to stop her and asked in a deep voice, "I wonder, Donor Qiu, how did you fall into this place?"

Qiu Zili gave him a flirtatious look and said softly, "Isn't it because you ran away? That Ling Nichang thought you had been blown to bits, so she had no choice but to vent her full fury on me..."

It turned out that after Xu Que disappeared, Qiu Zili left as well, but soon everyone clashed again over the Dao Pattern Stones.

This time, Fairy Nichang didn't hold back and started fighting without a word.

Qiu Zili was alone and naturally couldn't stop those guys, so she fled in a panic into a cave.

She walked around in the cave, and somehow, she ended up walking in here.

"Brother Que, be careful. I see this woman is extremely cunning; I suggest letting this old man go up and inspect her." Duan Jiude said, his eyes scanning Qiu Zili's body, lingering on key areas.

Xu Que waved his hand: "She is telling the truth."

With cultivation reaching the Immortal Venerable stage, the soul is powerful, and one has their own ways to distinguish whether the other party is lying.

Perhaps Qiu Zili might have hidden something, but it was just ignoring some details, which were irrelevant to the key events.

"As the eldest senior sister of the Heavenly Demon Palace, does Donor Qiu know about this place?" Xu Que urgently wanted to know the way out; he didn't want to wait until the next Heavenly Gate examination to get out.

Xiao Rou was still waiting at the Central Heavenly Gate; by the time the next Heavenly Gate competition came around, the daylilies would have already wilted.

Qiu Zili shook her head: "This is my first time here too."

Well, that's a dead end.

"Alas, since ancient times, my Buddhist sect and the demonic path have been incompatible. Now that we are all in trouble and met in this place, Miss Qiu, don't blame me." Xu Que sighed, preparing to take Qiu Zili down.

This woman should still have quite a few treasures on her; it would be a waste not to take them.

But then he heard Qiu Zili say once again: "But I have seen records about this place in ancient books."

Xu Que's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at Qiu Zili, praising her from the bottom of his heart: "Miss Qiu is truly worthy of being the Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Palace, learned in both ancient and modern times, with profound cultivation; this poor monk truly admires you! My Buddhist sect has always been close to the Heavenly Demon Palace; I wonder if Donor Qiu could elaborate on the relevant records."

Qiu Zili's face twitched.

Damn it, this dead bald monk changes his face faster than a woman!