0912. The Mystery of Cloud Palace

The entire Xuantian Holy City was startled by such a shout. They looked in the direction of Xuantian Cloud Palace in shock, feeling a feeling that they didn't know how to describe in words.

Li Zhiyuan, is this person possessed by a demon? Still crazy?

He had just bloodbathed the Four Seas Divine Sect, and he was going to make an enemy of Xuantian Yun Gong again. Could it be that he wanted to overthrow all the martial arts giants in the entire Northern Wasteland with his own strength?

This is absolutely crazy.

At this time, Li Mu stood at the door of Xuantianyun Palace, looking at the kicked-open door and the dilapidated horse path and courtyard covered with grass behind the door, with an extremely surprised expression on his face.

The image of Xuantian Yun Palace disciples swarming out and being surrounded by angry scoldings did not appear.

The world behind the door is barren.

If he hadn't known that this was the Xuantian Cloud Palace, which was so powerful in the Northern Wilderness martial arts world, Li Mu would really have thought that this place was actually an abandoned villa that was in disrepair, overgrown with weeds, and dilapidated.

Behind the towering gate of the famous Xuantian Cloud Palace, there is such a desolate scene?

Moreover, this place clearly looks inaccessible, and it does not look like there are living people living there for a long time. It has obviously been abandoned for decades or even hundreds of years.

Is this Xuantianyun Palace?

Shen Jia also opened his mouth wide, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Isn't this the wrong way to go?

But it's impossible.

The entire Northern Wilderness Territory knows that Xuantian Cloud Palace only has one station here. Apart from this, there is no other place in the Northern Wilderness Territory.

Shen Jia looked at Li Mu.

Li Mu stepped towards the gate.

There were no fluctuations in the formation patterns, and there was no breath of Taoism. The scene in front of me was not an illusion.

The weeds behind the door are already half as tall as a man. They are disorderly and wild. You can even see traces of wild beasts walking through them. Bird droppings have accumulated layer after layer on the top of the wall and on the rockery. Some walls have collapsed and are in ruins. It is a dilapidated scene, but there are no traces of any battle. It is clearly caused by years of disrepair and being beaten by wind and rain by the force of nature.

No one has been here for at least a hundred years.

The two of them were walking on a horse path overgrown with grass.

On both sides were white stone statues with vague faces, either upside down or standing, and horse tethering posts. When they walked about a hundred meters forward, there was a rumbling sound of rocks grinding behind them, and Li Mu kicked them away. The rock door slowly closed.

Shen Jia's palms were a little sweaty.

He looked up at Li Mu for the second time.

Li Mu said nothing and continued walking inside.

In the next about an hour of burning incense, the two walked through the dilapidated horse paths, walked across the collapsed bridges, crossed the dry lake beds, passed the collapsed temples, and saw the abandoned martial arts training ground. All the way in, they finally came to the symbolic In front of the majestic Xuantian Palace of Xuantian Cloud Palace.

The main hall is extremely well preserved, there are no weeds around it, and it is a little bit lively.

A narrow path was trampled through the weeds, leading over the ninety-nine stone steps and extending towards the tall and majestic Xuantian Hall.

Climbing the stone steps, we arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

The main hall has a typical Northern Wilderness architectural style, with an arcade outside and a hundred-meter-high rock statue supporting the entire circular dome. Each statue represents a hero from the Northern Wilderness, most of which come from Xuantianyun Palace, and a few of them are legendary figures from other sects, all of whom have created mythical achievements in the history of the Northern Wilderness that have attracted countless warriors to worship them crazily.

The stone door of the main hall is more than twenty meters high and ten meters wide. It is pitch black inside, which is like the mouth of a monster. There is a whistling wind blowing out from inside, bringing with it an abnormal coldness.

Li Mu still hasn't figured out what is going on.

Could it be that Xuantianyun Palace had already been destroyed in the dust of history?

But what happened to the special envoy of Xuantianyun Palace and the previous assassination on the long street a few days ago?

Things are getting more and more interesting.

Li Mu walked towards the dark hall step by step.

Shen Jia followed closely behind.

The main hall is spacious, the space is huge, but there is nothing. Everything inside seems to have been evacuated a long time ago. The sound of wind comes between the pillars. I don’t know if it is because of the wind. There is a thin layer of dust on the ground. Bu Ran, Shen Jia's footsteps formed an echo in the huge space.

The young man's face was full of confusion.

Li Mu suddenly stopped.

He stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed the back of Shen Jia's neck.

In the darkness, a short dagger as long as the fangs of a poisonous snake was caught in Li Mu's hand. With a twist of his wrist, the dagger was broken. Li Mu stabbed into the void with his backhand. With a scream, a black shadow emerged from the dark void. He fell out and threw himself on the ground...

It was a figure wearing black fish scale armor, with his whole body covered in armor. He was almost exactly the same as the black figure Li Mu killed on the long street.

The dagger was smeared with [Poison of Divine Crying], so the black figure turned into a pool of black water almost in a breath, bounced up, and rushed towards Li Mu and the two of them. Li Mu used [Tiandao Shock] The mysterious energy flew away and dispersed.

"Stand where you are and don't move."

Li Mu said softly.

He has noticed that there are more than one shadow assassin hiding in this hall, all of them use the [Shenhui Ghost Escape] combat skill to hide in the darkness. Compared with the strange fog and sand environment created on the long street, The already extremely dark hall is obviously more suitable for this kind of escape technique. Even if you are not good at it, you can still hide it perfectly with the help of darkness.

But unfortunately, they met Li Mu.

Li Mu's figure was like an illusory bubble, gradually dissolving into the darkness.

He can also use [Shadow Ghost Escape], and he can master it more skillfully and skillfully than the shadow assassins here.

Like a mad shark king diving into the deep sea, he launched a counter-hunt in the darkness.

Shen Jia opened his mouth in surprise and watched his master completely disappear from his sight.

Then, in the darkness, a series of pitiful screams rang out.

Thump thump thump.

One after another, figures in black fish scale armor fell out of the darkness like fish thrown out of the water.

When Li Mu's figure appeared again, a total of sixteen figures wearing fish scale armor and hoods fell to the ground.

But before Li Mu could interrogate anything, the bodies of these sixteen strong men in the eighth and ninth realms all turned into black ichor. After the final counterattack, they were both physically and mentally destroyed.

"These shadow assassins should not be from Xuantianyun Palace."

Li Mu basically had some guesses in his mind.

Could it be that the real Xuantian Yun Palace has been extinct for a long time, and for so many years, there is another force of unknown origin, Li Daitao Zhan, wearing the skin of [Xuan Tianyun Palace], secretly controlling the order of the Northern Wasteland?

However, these black-clad assassins stationed in Xuantian Palace seem to be guarding something?

Or is it guarding something?

Li Mu searched in the hall.

In the end, he really found a mechanism on the inner wall deep in the hall, and twisted the relief head of a lion on the wall. A rumble sounded, and the wall rose, revealing a secret door.

Behind the secret door is a black corridor that winds to an unknown place.

The dark wind in the main hall came from this corridor, mixed with a dark and decaying smell.

Master Li Muyi was bold and led Shen Jia into the secret door.

After walking about fifty meters forward, Li Mu could confirm that this was a very old prison.

He saw a stainless steel fence made of fine steel as thick as an adult's arm, blocking the way.

The fence is rusty and has iron locks on it. They are all specially made and difficult to open with brute force. Behind the fence is a huge cave-like space. The stone walls are densely covered with honeycomb-like cells. There are hundreds of cells, of different sizes, but they are all sealed by steel doors.

The steel door is covered with layers of rivets, giving it an unbreakable and heavy feeling. In the middle, there is a round hole about the thickness of an adult's finger, perhaps for ventilation or other purposes.

But there were no guards in sight, so Li Mu couldn't be sure whether there were still "prisoners" in this prison.

The steel fence is so heavy and hard that ordinary people cannot break it open.

Li Mu thought for a moment and returned to the Xuantian Temple. Sure enough, he found several black tokens that looked like keys on the traces of the liquefied sixteen shadow assassins. He returned to the fence, tried it briefly, and opened the fence. Special iron rope.

Squeak!

Pushing open the steel door, the rusty door shaft made a screeching sound.

At this moment, Li Mu's ears twitched.

He was keenly aware that there was slight movement in some cells, but he could not tell whether it was insects, ants, mice being disturbed, or whether there were living people imprisoned inside.

Shen Jia couldn't notice this.

The young man felt as if he had arrived at a cold cemetery filled with the smell of death.

He walked over and used the key to open the steel door of a cell on the bottom floor.

A rotten smell hit his face.

There were no living people inside, only six pale white skeletons, lying neatly on the cold rock ground, still covered with clothes. Judging from the clothes, they were both men and women, and they were not very old. They should be in the 20s or 30s. At ten years old, he must have been dead for at least a hundred years. The moment the cell door opened, the fresh air from outside rushed in. When the wind blew, those clothes turned into gray and floated away...

"This..." Shen Jia felt a little confused.

But at that moment, Li Mu judged that these six skeletons must have been disciples of Xuantian Yun Palace before they were alive, because the style of their clothes was exactly the same as the well-known disciples of Xuantian Yun Palace.

After that, several steel cell doors on the first floor were opened in succession.

The scene in the cell is exactly the same as the first one. They are all dead skeletons. Their flesh and blood have decayed. In addition to clothing, some skeletons also have waist badges, jade pendants, hairpins and other accessories, all carved from fine jade. , the carving technique is extremely skillful, and they are all works of everyone. The jade pendants and hairpins are not recognizable, but the waist badges are engraved with such words as 'Yunding Hu Shuo', 'Three generations of Zheng Lun', 'Supervisor Wang Youxing', ' Different words such as "Guard Yue Qun" probably refer to the status and name of the deceased in Xuantianyun Palace during his lifetime.