Heaven-defying Skills

The five shocking and powerful characters seemed so vigorous and ancient, as if they had existed since ancient times, shocking.

The slight shaking had been thrown into the clouds by Han Fengxue and Yao Yue. Looking at the dark gate in front of them, their hearts were trembling fiercely. What kind of place would the Soul-Captivating Nine Nether Palace be?

After standing there for a long time, Han Fengxue turned his eyes and looked at Yao Yue on the side. Yao Yue looked nervous at the moment. Looking at the dark Nine Nether Gate, a heart-shaking breath emanated from it, and Yao Yue's heart trembled with it.

"You stay outside, I'll go in and take a look." Han Fengxue said to Yaoyue. Yaoyue looked at Han Fengxue, thought for a moment, and shook her head, saying, "I want to go in and take a look too."

Han Fengxue saw the determination in Yaoyue's eyes, paused, but nodded, raised his feet, and slowly walked forward, but Han Fengxue felt that his feet weighed a thousand pounds, and every step took a huge effort. Yaoyue's face turned pale, and there was a trace of fear in the tension. This was an unknown and mysterious feeling. The faint breath coming from this dark door, although unclear, made people tremble.

It seemed like a long time had passed before Han Fengxue came to the front of the dark door. He stopped again and looked at Yaoyue who was following closely behind him. Han Fengxue sighed: "Even if Yaoyue behaves strong and indifferent, she is just a woman after all. She has a weak side, but she has been suppressing it herself. One day, it may explode."

At this moment, Yaoyue did not look like a strong man in the realm of God King at all, but a timid girl. She followed Han Fengxue closely with a trace of fear in her eyes, but when she met Han Fengxue's gaze, that trace of fear seemed to be dispelled a lot, giving her the courage to move forward again.

After staring at each other, the two finally stepped forward and entered the dark door. The light of the flame suddenly extinguished, and the dead silence was terrifying. Waves of dead air floated in the air. Suddenly, a group of bright green light flashed, and the two also saw the arrangement on the ground in front of them in an instant.

"Ah!" A scream of fear came out, Yao Yue threw herself directly on Han Fengxue, hugged Han Fengxue tightly with both hands, and the fear could no longer be contained. The scream echoed for a long time, and Han Fengxue's heart also trembled violently. Then, a soft body hugged herself, which dispelled some of Han Fengxue's fear. Just as Han Fengxue expected, Yao Yue had her fragility after all. From childhood to adulthood, under the strictness of Yao Ye, she always remained indifferent and strong, but when she saw the scene in front of her just now, her defense line finally collapsed, trying to find a trace of protection.

And Han Fengxue, who had saved herself and was now in the same misery with her, was the only person beside Yao Yue. What else could Yao Yue do except to seek his protection? Feeling the soft body and the fragrance of the girl, as well as the still trembling body, Han Fengxue kept suppressing various complex emotions such as tension, fear, hesitation, etc., and remained calm.

"Yaoyue, there's nothing to be afraid of." Han Fengxue patted Yaoyue's back like coaxing a little girl. At this moment, he also felt that the distance between him and Yaoyue had shortened a lot. It was not because of Yaoye, but because the two of them had suffered together. What did Han Fengxue and Yaoyue see that could make Yaoyue, a strong man in the realm of God King, so scared?

Against the backdrop of the green light just now, or it would be more appropriate to say that it was the ghost fire, there were piles of bones placed there, piled up like a hill. The faces of those bones were all facing Han Fengxue. Their eyes seemed to be moving, with various expressions, despair, fear, desolation, and incomparable complexity. Behind those piled bones, there was an altar placed there. It was also a pile of bones, but it was placed in a special shape. Various sharp blades were inserted into the piled bones. The dead rhythm flashed at the same time at that moment. How could it not make people afraid?

As soon as the words fell, Han Fengxue's voice stopped instantly, and the music sounded again, as if thousands of ghosts were roaring and uttering a sad song of death and despair. Thousands of evil ghost claws came towards him, wanting to devour him. This was the illusion that arose in Han Fengxue's heart at this moment. His body was trembling, and his soul was trembling.

"No!" Yao Yue's trembling body due to fear and loss of control made Han Fengxue regain a trace of clarity. Han Fengxue, who was good at music and used the sound of the piano to shock people, was actually confused by this ghost-like unique weird music, and a touch of horror appeared in his eyes.

Biting his lips, a wisp of blood escaped, and Han Fengxue shouted: "Yao Yue!" The shout that penetrated directly into the soul made Yao Yue's body shake and wake up. At the same time, the special ghost rhythm also stopped, as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, a light flashed, and a light suddenly appeared in the dark place, igniting the space.

Everything around was clearly presented in the reality. Just like what he had just seen, that small hill was probably piled with millions or even tens of millions of corpses. The hideous blood-red cross altar still made a buzzing sound occasionally. With the light, the sense of fear was weakened a little. Han Fengxue glanced around and did not find any light source, but the dark space was indeed inexplicably ignited.

Yao Yue's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and she looked around. Her hand still did not leave Han Fengxue. After looking for a while, she exhaled a long breath. The death aura in here was too heavy, and there was also an inexplicable blood aura that made people tremble, which made people feel inexplicable fear. On the road to becoming a strong man, everyone's hands were stained with blood, and no one was an exception. But it was still unbearable to really reach such a purgatory.

Her hand slowly loosened, and a shy flash of Yao Yue's eyes passed by, but Han Fengxue did not notice her. She turned around suddenly, and her heart felt cold. The dark door was closed at some point, and there was no movement. Han Fengxue and Yao Yue only stood one step in front of the door, but they did not notice it.

A chill spread from head to toe. Everything unknown always made people afraid, but the scene at this moment was all unknown and weird. Looking at Yao Yue with a pale face, Han Fengxue sighed silently again.

The faint whistling sound rang out again, but at this moment, it was a real human voice, clearly audible, and what the voice said was: "Requiem, Nine Nether Devouring, Blood-colored Ruler, Sacrifice to the Gods!" The voice kept echoing and repeating, sounding in the depths of Han Fengxue and Yaoyue's souls. After a long time, it slowly faded away until it stopped.

"Requiem, Nine Nether Devouring, Blood-colored Ruler, Sacrifice to the Gods!" Han Fengxue muttered to himself, as if he had caught something, but found nothing. Are these sixteen words some ancient prophecy, or something else?

Han Fengxue frowned, and couldn't figure it out. The ray of light that passed through his mind could no longer be grasped. He shook his head and didn't let himself think too much. He walked towards the pile of bones in front of him. He waved his hand, but Han Fengxue found that the bones in front of him did not move at all.

"Hmm?" Han Fengxue was slightly startled, and then he increased the strength of his hands, but the result was the same as before, without any change. The bones seemed to be fixed there, unable to move at all. Moreover, Han Fengxue had a vague illusion that the piled bones were slowly increasing at an almost negligible speed, but when he looked carefully, he could not find any abnormality.

Continuing to walk forward, Han Fengxue waved his palms, and the huge palm prints whistled out with a strong airflow, and a loud sound came out, but it only stirred up some dust.

Showing a trace of incredible look, Han Fengxue bypassed the piled bones and walked to the blood-colored altar that was 100 meters high. The bones were lying on the altar, and various weapons were inserted there. As if they felt the breath of life, those weapons actually made a buzzing sound, which scared Han Fengxue.

"Divine Artifacts!" Han Fengxue whispered and exclaimed. Looking at these countless divine artifacts, he felt his breathing become a little rapid. It was not because he was greedy for these divine artifacts, but these scenes were too shocking and heart-wrenching.