"Then you go in and keep him company!"
Zhu Qiluo kicked Luo Bin.
Luo Bin, accustomed to it, patted the footprint on his butt and chuckled, "Zhu Jie, the gravity in this place is too taxing. Let's retreat a bit. I feel like I'm about to throw up the half-roasted chicken I just ate!"
Zhu Qiluo looked into the mist, her brows furrowed, "You two go out, I'll wait for him here!"
Luo Bin clicked his tongue. Seeing Luo Bin's dilemma, Zhu Qiluo continued, "You and An Qi go wait at the valley entrance. Old Man Tong might come later! You two go meet him and also keep watch for us. If anyone else comes in, remember to notify us promptly!"
"Alright!"
Fang Xin walked quickly inward. As he went deeper, cries, chanting, laughter, calls for help, and murmurs of all kinds rode the wind blowing from the valley and poured into Fang Xin's ears.
These chaotic sounds could easily make one lose their mind.
Fortunately, Fang Xin diligently trained his spiritual power every night, so his spiritual power was strong enough. Moreover, he had seven Divine Springs, so these sounds, which could affect a person's mind, could not make Fang Xin lose his mind.
The deeper he went, the greater the gravity coefficient. When Fang Xin walked another kilometer inward, the gravity coefficient had already reached five times, and it was still gradually increasing.
Ancient buildings gradually appeared on both sides of the road.
Pavilions were scattered sparsely among the valleys, and occasionally, Buddhist temples built into the mountains could be seen. An aura of decay, antiquity, and vicissitude permeated the air, covered by the dust of oblivion from the river of history.
Fang Xin's footsteps suddenly paused.
In the mist ahead, two dark figures were vaguely visible, moving and leaping from side to side.
Gibberish, seemingly playful sounds, came from the direction of those two figures.
Fang Xin immediately released his three Soul Generals and several Spirit Beasts.
Then he released Huo Shi, urging Huo Shi to go ahead and see what those two figures were.
Even though Huo Shi was extremely reluctant, he still braced himself and chased after them.
After chasing for a few minutes, the two figures always maintained a certain distance from Huo Shi.
But the playful gibberish could always be heard clearly.
However, Fang Xin couldn't make out what those two voices were saying.
This place was full of strangeness.
Fang Xin looked at the golden light at the very end.
The summons coming from the unseen became clearer and clearer.
Gravity was not an issue for Fang Xin.
The only thing Fang Xin was unsure about now was whether there were other dangers inside. Even if he summoned the King of Slaughter, that was only level seven combat power. Level seven combat power was strong against outsiders in the God and Demon Ruins, but who knew if there would be any strange natives in this place.
Moreover, this place was a forbidden zone, where even the big shots of the Eternal Night Army had fallen.
In any case, it was best to be cautious now.
Fang Xin had Huo Shi scout ahead.
The three Soul Generals and four Spirit Beasts followed around Fang Xin, constantly vigilant.
Fang Xin kept his ears perked up, listening for any movement nearby.
The Perception Talent was severely suppressed in this place, so Fang Xin couldn't fully expand his perception domain. Fortunately, his Strength Talent was exceptionally strong, and his sight and hearing were far superior to ordinary people.
The two dark figures in the mist ahead jumped and flickered.
They always maintained a distance that was neither too far nor too close.
Fang Xin maintained a certain speed as he walked inward.
He continued walking inward like this for nearly half an hour.
The gravity had already reached eight times. If it were an ordinary person, they would be unable to bear it by now.
The bluestone path beneath his feet gradually turned into upward steps.
The gibberish sounds from the two dark figures ahead suddenly changed tone.
Fang Xin vaguely heard the two dark figures making sounds like "Miska Moska."
The two dark figures circled around one spot.
Huo Shi suddenly shrieked, "There's someone ahead!"
After saying that, he refused to move forward, come what may.
Tiger Guard Zheng, however, showed no fear at all, spitting an imaginary wad of phlegm at Huo Shi, "Damn it, we've all died once, what are you still afraid of?"
As he spoke, he rushed forward first, wielding his twin hammers.
The two dark figures made a turn and headed into the distance.
"Master! There's a corpse!" Tiger Guard Zheng shouted loudly.
Fang Xin quickly walked over there.
As the distance closed, he saw a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The person was wearing a black robe. Even after so long, light patterns occasionally flowed on the black robe.
The corpse had already dried up into a skin-and-bones shape, its eye sockets sunken, its eyeballs missing. The empty eye sockets faced the innermost part of the valley.
Its mouth was open.
One hand was raised, pointing towards the innermost part of the valley.
It seemed as if it was still trying to say something before it died.
Following the direction the corpse was pointing, it was precisely the direction of the golden light at the very end of the valley.
At this moment, as Fang Xin and the golden light drew closer, the golden light pierced through the mist, and Fang Xin vaguely saw that what was emitting the golden light was actually the golden roof of a Buddhist temple.
It seemed that this corpse was most likely here for something inside the Buddhist temple.
On the corpse's finger, there was also a jade thumb ring, whose material was identical to the jade token Kou Tianlin had given Fang Xin. It seemed this was the corpse that Kou Tianlin of the Eternal Night Army had been looking for.
Fang Xin maintained a certain distance from the corpse.
He put on his helmet, wore his anti-injury armor, pulled up his red shorts, and held the Panlong Spear that Kou Tianlin had just given Zhu Qiluo.
This place felt eerie. Who knew if this corpse would have any peculiarities?
Fang Xin poked the corpse with the Panlong Spear.
The corpse swayed from side to side, as if it had solidified into a statue, hard and rigid.
Detecting nothing unusual, Fang Xin then put the corpse into his spatial ring.
His gaze shifted to the direction of the golden light that the corpse had just pointed to.
The gravity was still within Fang Xin's tolerable range.
Fang Xin looked around, holding the Panlong Spear, with his Soul Generals and Spirit Beasts surrounding him, and walked towards the direction of the golden light.
As the saying goes, 'looking at a mountain runs a horse to death.' The golden light looked very close, but it took a full twenty minutes of walking before he gradually saw the true appearance of the golden light.
Beyond the mist, beneath the golden light, the main hall was enveloped in a dazzling radiance.
A grand, ancient Buddhist temple stood between the valleys.
On the huge plaque, the words "Lei Yin" were written in a flourishing script.
The mist in this place seemed to form a vacuum zone.
The ancient Buddhist temple's main doors were wide open, and the golden body of a Buddha sitting cross-legged was vaguely visible inside.
On both sides of the Buddha, the Bodhisattvas and Arhats had various forms.
The intense feeling of summons had reached its peak.
A voice in his mind seemed to constantly urge Fang Xin to enter.
Fang Xin maintained his clear and calm mind.
He took a breath.
And slowly walked into the main hall.
The moment Fang Xin stepped into the main hall.
