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"There!" Ling'er's face paled as she extended her long, jade-like fingers and pointed towards the great hall. "Look at those spirit inscriptions, aren't they a little …"

She did not finish her sentence, she only hugged Ling Yun's hand even tighter, tightly sticking to it, and her chest was so full that it was squashed out of shape.

Hearing this, Ling Yun and Qin Feng's eyes followed the direction she was pointing.

Swish!

As if they had agreed upon it, both of them retreated at the same time.

"This …"

Qin Feng's lips quivered as his face paled slightly. With a light pat on his waist, a silver thunderbolt spear appeared in his hands and he gripped it tightly.

Just now, at the place that Ling'er had pointed out, ancient spirit patterns had flashed and interweaved, swimming about like spirit snakes. The ghostly face that made up a set of fierce green teeth was so seeping that it made people's hearts shiver. Especially when the spirit tattoos constantly moved, it made it seem as if it was real.

Lingyun was also very scared at that time, but he was not an ordinary person. He suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked around at the Demonic Face Diagram.

He only needed to look a little bit more at a time, and he would be able to see that no matter which direction he looked at, there would always be Ghost Face Inscriptions appearing. There were all sorts of patterns, as if this place had become hell.

What was even more frightening was that at the moment he looked over, he seemed to hear a ghastly scream.

"What the hell is this?" Lingyun wiped off his cold sweat, and could not help but curse in a low voice, "What is the Ten Thousand Beast Temple doing?"

He was prepared to observe the black palace again to see if he could find any clues.

Ling'er tightly held onto his arm, unwilling to let go no matter what she said. Even Qin Feng came closer.

Lingyun had no choice but to bring the two to investigate, and from time to time, Ling'er's alarmed cries could be heard.

When Ling Yun saw this, he could not help but laugh. Even though this girl was afraid, he still raised his head to look at the black palace from time to time.

In the end, Ling Yun still did not say anything. If there was anything, it would be that the spirit patterns on it were too mysterious, too ancient, and too strange. It would make one feel as if they had fallen into hell.

Also, the palace was too small. Compared to the huge palace that was built by a martial artist, this one meter palace was simply too inconspicuous.

The palace was small, and the spirit engravings on it were naturally small, so it was impossible to see clearly.

Ling Yun and the other two suddenly felt like they were looking for some sort of Emperor Pill. Now that they had produced such a horrifying thing, half of their lives would be gone.

"This is …"

Suddenly, Zi Luo's bewildered voice sounded out in Ling Yun's mind.

"Ziluo, you recognize it?"

Ling Yun was shocked, and hurriedly communicated with the Violet Ring, asking himself.

This palace was extremely ancient, and was filled with the mottled marks of time. Many of the spirit patterns were lost since the ancient times, and Ziluo had been with Ziluo for many years. He should know something.

He knew that it had been too long, and many things had already been forgotten. Just like him, the things that happened in his previous life were difficult for him to recall, no matter how much he thought about it.

"I've never seen him before, nor do I know him."

Zi Luo's voice resounded in Ling Yun's mind after a long time.

Hearing this, although Ling Yun had expected it, he could not help but be disappointed.

"However …"

Ziluo suddenly said.

This sudden turn of events was like riding a roller coaster. Ling Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry. He could tell that Zi Luo had done this on purpose.

"But what?"