Chapter Fifty-four The Ancient Temple

  A great battle, Xiao Gu and others beheaded dozens of strong men, the entire Barbaric Island's strong men were all shocked, such combat power, it was truly astonishing.

  But wanting them to give up is also impossible, the temptation of the dragon tribe's young is absolutely not something that a cultivator can resist.

  Dragon clan! The legendary supreme god, after growing up, its power is immeasurable and can sweep across the sky and earth.

  However, after this battle, many cultivators became even more cautious. The combined strength of the five kings was enough to sweep away all opposition, especially since the dragon tribe's young master was comparable to Nie Fan's peak state, making everyone extremely wary.

  Another point is that Xiao Gu and others disappeared after this battle, and no one could find their whereabouts.

  The impact of this battle was not to be underestimated. The Tianwang was defeated and fled, a mysterious strongman appeared, and there was also that master, all of whom were the subject of discussion among many cultivators. A storm was brewing, and the entire Barbarian Island was shrouded in a thick layer of fog.

  At this time, many cultivators formed various alliances, among which the alliance of Sheng Tianwang was the largest, with hundreds of people in a vast alliance that dominated the entire island, and no one dared to challenge it, especially since there were also several top-notch strongmen stationed within.

  On the first day of the alliance's formation, Sheng Tian Wang strongly declared that he would take it upon himself to kill Xiao Gu, and would not rest until he was dead. In response, many cultivators remained silent.

  The Barbaric Island Continent is vast and boundless, even if Xiao Gu and others have the strength of a king, they can only barely reach the central position after three months of continuous travel. This is because there are no barbarian beasts blocking their way; otherwise, it would be impossible to come here.

  Deep in the depths, the ferocious beasts are incredibly powerful, even without using divine power, their physical bodies can shatter mountains and split the earth. These terrifying ferocious beasts roam and jump in the primitive jungle, where the weak are preyed upon by the strong. If it weren't for the little guy, perhaps everyone would have become meat in the mouths of these ferocious beasts long ago.

  Everyone rested on a vast plain, where there were no trees at all, only low and short grass, looking very strange.

  "Kid, don't be afraid later on, maybe you'll even get some heaven-defying opportunity," just as Xiao Gu was sitting on the ground thinking about something, Old Wang Ba suddenly came out with a sentence that instantly startled him awake.

  "What, what's scary?" Xiao Gu said inexplicably.

  "Old Wang Ba, did you know something?" Huang Jing Tian also walked over.

  "What's today?" Old Wang Ba replied irrelevantly.

  "What's wrong on July 14th?" Xiao Gu furrowed his brow, he felt that something was off, Old Wang Ba might really know something, but just didn't want to say it.

  "On the fourteenth of July, the ghost gate opens wide, heaven and earth float with blood, a hundred ghosts march at night," Old Wang Ba's voice was trembling with an eerie tone, but it wasn't fear, rather it seemed like excitement.

  July 14th Ghost Festival? At this time, Xiao Gu suddenly thought of something. In the mortal realm, the Ghost Festival is a relatively important holiday, even cultivators won't ignore it. During this period, many things will indeed happen, but he didn't know about the affairs of the immortal realm.

  July 14th is the day when the ghost gate opens, in fact, at midnight on July 14th, before 12 o'clock on July 15th, the ghost gate is closed from open. According to ancient books, this is the last deadline for ghosts wandering in the human world to return to the underworld.

  "Could it be that something bad will happen here during the Ghost Festival?" Xiao Gu asked tentatively.

  "Cut it out, bring Lingbao over here and I'll tell you, old turtle's back to his true nature," made Xiao Gu hate him so much that his heart itched.

  Night fell, and on this vast and empty plain, there seemed to be some inexplicable aura stirring, causing Xiao Gu and the others to shudder.

  The pitch-black night sky, surprisingly, didn't have a single star shining down, making the entire sky eerily dark. The gusts of wind howled, causing everyone to shiver with a chill.

  "Wooo..."

  Like a ghostly howl, the eerie wind emitted a piercing whistle, especially in this region, making it even more desolate and terrifying. Then, a strange gust of wind suddenly swept across the sky, with an air that was still eerily cold, while the sky turned into a bloody red color.

  The blood color is an ominous omen, a sign that the evil spirits are bursting out of hell! Of course, it's just a rumor. But what's happening now is indeed eerily abnormal! It makes Xiao Gu and others extremely uneasy.

  "What's going on here? Look, it seems like there was something enormous in the very center of this wasteland, the grass is much shorter," Gu Changqing finally spoke up, his keen observation picking up on a detail that others had overlooked.

  They were all powerful warriors who could see very far even in the dark without starlight. At this moment, looking back as Gu Zhang Qing said, they felt a chill run down their spines.

  Rumbling

  At this moment, a bloody cloud enveloped the sky, and it actually slashed down a blood-colored lightning bolt, making this place even more eerie and gloomy.

  Finally, it rained heavily, and surprisingly, it was a rain of blood!

  This bloody rain seemed to have an extraordinary power, ignoring everyone's divine means, and directly fell on everyone's body. In the blink of an eye, it turned all people into blood men.

  "What's going on here?" Xiao Gu rarely didn't show his lazy smile, instead he was serious.

  "Never mind, kiddo, I've told you, it's nothing. Who knows, maybe there's still some great opportunity waiting for us!" Old Wang said with a dismissive tone.

  A bloody rain falls between heaven and earth, a crimson curtain that seems so eerie, just like the Blood Sea's absolute desolation.

  The strange phenomenon made everyone feel a little nervous.

  Is there something special about the Ghost Festival here? Xiao Gu told everyone his guess, as a descendant of the top power in the immortal world, he might know some secrets.

  Unfortunately, they were destined to be disappointed, as this place was originally mysterious and it was very difficult for any information to come out.

  "Never mind, let's take it one step at a time. Since Old Wang Ba said so," there might really be something good to gain from this, Xiao Gu said helplessly.

  Just as his words had fallen, in the deafening thunder, in the bloody rain, an extremely eerie thing happened, a blurry and dilapidated building silently emerged from the bloody rain!

  A vague building towers above Long Island, without shocking pressure or grandeur, but only eeriness and mystery.

  It wasn't just Xiao Gu who saw it, all the cultivators saw it. In an instant, everyone held their breath, hardly daring to believe their eyes.

  Blood rain poured down, covering everyone's head and face. Many cultivators hid in vain, and many people fled in disarray, wanting to find a mountain wall to take shelter from the rain. However, at this moment, they all stopped and stared blankly at the distant dilapidated building, filled with confusion and unknown fear.

  The building in the rain is really too grand, emitting a majestic atmosphere. The palace is over a thousand meters high, taller than any large city on the mainland. It is also filled with a sense of vicissitudes of life, and the ancient palace walls have experienced countless years, as if they have traversed time and space since ancient times.

  Many ferocious beasts lost their former ferocity, and all of them inexplicably raised their heads to look upwards. At the same time, the remaining forty-eight pillars of light were trembling, as if they had encountered an unimaginable great enemy and were fighting back with all their might.

  Blood rained down, and even the golden light of the heavenly pillar couldn't stop it. Except for the pillar itself, everything else was stained red with blood, dripping down drop by drop.

  The world is filled with floating blood, what a strange and wondrous sight, a scene that only appears in legends has actually materialized, it's truly enough to make one's hair stand on end.

  The towering palace walls that reached thousands of meters high had collapsed, gaping wide open towards the multitude of cultivators. Even amidst the torrential rain, the rain curtain could hardly conceal the scene within the ruined palace.

  This vast and unimaginable building, should be said to be the remains left after the small world was broken, neat and tidy palaces, tens of thousands, can't see the edge at a glance, it can be imagined that the place where this palace was located in those years was prosperous.

  All of this is gone now, leaving behind countless corpses and broken palace walls, causing later generations to sigh in regret.

  Xiao Gu and others were shocked, but they were powerless.

  Old Wang Ba this guy obviously knew a lot of things, but at this time, even if he took out spiritual medicine or treasure, Old Wang Ba would not open his mouth, even if saliva had already flowed to the ground.

  Of course, these can only make Xiao Gu and others more cautious!