Chapter 875: The Immortal Prisoner

After a great battle, the envoy from the shrine actually eliminated the hostility, which made Ji Changsheng feel a little baffled.

In order to find out what was going on, Ji Changsheng decided to believe him.

"Where are we going?"

The shrine envoy answered while quickening his pace.

"Go to the other door."

Ji Changsheng asked quickly.

"Is this the door out?"

The messenger from the shrine shook his head.

"No, it's another door to hell."

Ji Changsheng asked with some confusion.

"Since there's no way out, there's no need to go. Where are we going?"

The shrine messenger replied with a serious face.

"You trespassing on the palace, you should have died in my hands, but the situation is complicated now, I will tell you more in detail later."

After saying that, he shut his mouth and just went on his way.

Ji Changsheng did not ask further. They knew nothing about this maze and could only choose to believe this mysterious man for the time being.

With the wind blowing under their feet, the two of them arrived at their destination in less than half an hour.

The destination is also a temple, no different from other temples, at least Ji Changsheng can't tell.

The messenger from the shrine hurriedly checked around, looking very nervous.

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but say.

"What are you checking for? I can help a little if you tell me."

The messenger from the shrine waved his hand.

"We'll talk about your business later, don't interfere with me."

After saying that, he carefully checked every corner of the temple, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay here for now, go to the next door quickly, let's go!"

Ji Changsheng finally saw some clues and asked tentatively.

"Is there something wrong with these doors?"

The messenger from the shrine nodded solemnly.

"We have opened a door to hell. The entire structure of the palace has been broken. It will only be a matter of time before other doors to hell are opened!"

"If you want to get out alive, you have to find a way out before all the doors open."

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but ask.

"Since you are the envoy guarding this place, you should know the way out, right?"

Hearing this, the envoy from the shrine couldn't help but snorted coldly and replied bitterly.

"I'm not the messenger protecting this place!"

From his tone, you can hear obvious resentment.

Ji Changsheng was greatly surprised.

"But don't you call yourself the messenger of the shrine? You also said that trespassers will die."

The messenger from the shrine couldn't help but sigh and said.

"Actually, I'm a prisoner being held here. Let's talk about the rest later, otherwise it will be too late."

Ji Changsheng had no choice but to put aside all his questions for the time being and follow the envoy from the shrine around the maze.

It took the two of them more than three hours to finally check the eight doors of hell. Except for the one that had been opened by the fire, there were no problems with the others for the time being.

The messenger from the shrine said this.

"Let's go and talk to where I live. It's safe there for the time being."

After saying that, he led Ji Changsheng through more than a dozen temples and then stopped.

Ji Changsheng looked around. This was a very ordinary temple, no different from other temples.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw the envoy from the shrine stamp his foot violently.

As a rumbling sound came from the underground, the ground slowly cracked, and a secret door appeared.

The two entered the secret door, walked through a short underground passage, and came to a basement.

The basement is more than 100 square meters. Apart from a large stone bed, there are only a dozen large cabinets and no other furniture.

There are bottles and cans in the cabinet, and I don’t know what they contain.

After the shrine envoy glanced at Ji Changsheng, he seemed to know what he was thinking and said immediately.

"I'm not a living person, so I don't need extra things."

Ji Changsheng endured it for a long time and couldn't help asking anymore.

"What the hell is going on?"

The shrine envoy made a gesture of invitation, sat on the stone bed, and then spoke slowly.

"My name is no longer important, because it is too long ago and I can't remember it."

"In short, I, along with the other shrine envoys, have been imprisoned in this shrine since the ancient tomb was built."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Changsheng couldn't help but be shocked.

The ancient tomb was built more than 3,000 years ago. Could this guy be an ancient from that time? !

"Are you from the Hentian clan?"

The shrine envoy nodded, looking rather sad.

"It used to be, but we are all sinners who have committed serious crimes and can no longer use the name of the clan..."

Then, he slowly told the whole story.

He was originally a warrior of the Hentian clan, but because he committed a serious crime, he was deprived of his name and identity and became a prisoner.

There are a total of eight gates to hell in this temple. The high priest selected eight sinners and imprisoned them in the temple to guard the gates of hell forever.

Before entering the temple, the high priest held an ancient ritual, which granted them immortality and powerful strength.

In fact, this is a kind of deal. If they don't accept it, they will be executed!

In order to survive and complete atonement, eight sinners accepted their cruel fate and became the messengers of the temple.

The high priest told them that unless the gods one day forgive their sins, they will never be free!

In this way, they have stayed in the shrine to this day.

Hearing this, Ji Changsheng couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Since you have seven colleagues, why are you the only one busy running around? What are the other envoys doing? Do they have a living?"

The messenger from the shrine sighed helplessly and shook his head.

"Originally there were eight, but after so many years, I am the only one left."

Ji Changsheng was stunned.

"Where are the others?"

The shrine messenger replied with a lonely look.

"Dead or dead, let's go. There's another one who's crazy and I'll kill him."

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but was dumbfounded. Not only was he promised to be immortal, but he also had great power. How could this happen?

The messenger from the shrine immediately explained.

Although they have great power and the ability to be immortal, they are not truly immortal, and there are some special ways to kill them.

During the long period of imprisonment, several messengers could not bear the torture and either committed suicide or killed each other.

Another had a complete mental breakdown, and he had to kill him.

In the end, he is the only one alive to this day and continues to guard the gates of hell.

At this point, he seemed to remember something and added.

"I almost forgot that there were actually nine chosen messengers, and one escaped. Maybe he is still alive in the world."

When Ji Changsheng heard this, his heart moved and he asked.

"When did he escape?"

The shrine messenger thought carefully and then replied.

"It must have been more than a thousand years after entering the palace. I can't remember the exact time. He was the first to leave. I have forgotten him long ago."

The undead with powerful power, more than two thousand years ago...

Ji Changsheng suddenly woke up.

The zombies of the South China Sea during the Qin Shi Huang period!