Start from Panlong and kill through the heavens

Rean and Yunluo ultimately did not have a thrilling time together under the open sky at the bottom of Tianluo Valley. Although Rean certainly wouldn't mind, Yunluo was not so easy for him to win over.

As the city lord of Yunluo City and the current patriarch of the Yun family, this 'old fellow' who has cultivated for over a hundred years, although he looks only in his thirties, his temperament is no longer that of a young man.

She had never experienced anything related to men and women since she killed her husband, who was out partying, when she was in her twenties.

Later, she focused on cultivation, progressing step by step from Dou Ling to Dou Wang, and finally to the peak of Dou Huang. She was almost completely single-minded, so naturally, she couldn't have any men around her.

Of course, as a normal woman, and her body did not age with her age, after all, she was very strong, and her lifespan at the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Huang realm could be as high as three hundred years.

Being over a hundred years old is just the middle age of a normal person. Moreover, Yunluo once obtained a youth-preserving pill, which kept her body forever at the age of thirty, so she still has normal needs for men.

However, ordinary men don't catch her eye, but Li En, or rather Chen Mu of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, is a good person to talk to. However, in her opinion, Chen Mu's strength is not enough at present, and he is not qualified to make her willingly take off her long dress.

"So, Luo Tianwu didn't die in the illusion, did he?" Li En asked Yun Luo with a smile, seemingly unconcerned.

"It's unlikely." Yunlu shook her head slightly. "He is, after all, a descendant of Douluo God. The ghosts at the bottom of this valley shouldn't harm his life. Besides, he still has some ways to protect himself."

As they were talking, heavy footsteps came from afar. Li En and the other looked in the direction of the sound and saw Luo Tianwu, his clothes torn and his body covered in wounds, walking out of the darkness.

"You're here. Open the door." Rean looked at Luo Tianwu and said in an almost commanding tone.

He had tried to open the temple gate himself before, but found that the sealing power on it was extremely strong, probably requiring at least a Dou Zong level expert to open it. That's why he patiently waited for Luo Tianwu's arrival.

Luo Tianwu was clearly very dissatisfied with Li En's tone. He snorted coldly, "Open the door? Fulfill your previous promise first."

Just as Yunluo was about to speak, Li En suddenly appeared in the same spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Luo Tianwu.

"You!" Luo Tianwu was shocked and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a buzzing in his head and instantly lost consciousness.

"Hall Master Chen, what are you doing!" Yunluo was also somewhat shocked. She did not expect Li En to suddenly attack Luo Tianwu. You should know that the gate of this temple can only be opened by Luo Tianwu's willingness. Otherwise, anyone who forces him to open it will be attacked.

Chen Mu is far too reckless!
Yunluo felt somewhat dissatisfied. She hadn't expected that Chen Mu, who was usually calm and refined, would be such an impulsive and reckless person. For a moment, she even regretted choosing Chen Mu as her teammate.

But at this moment——

Looking at Luo Tianwu, who had a blank look in his eyes, Li En calmly ordered, "Go and open the temple gates."

Luo Tianwu's eyes gradually cleared, and he looked at Li En with a respectful expression before nodding and saying, "Yes, Master."

After saying that, Luo Tianwu stepped forward in Yun Luo's shocked gaze, cut open his palm with a dagger, let the blood flow out, and then pressed his entire palm against the temple door.

The bronze door hinges emitted a blood-curdling hiss, and the twelve black iron chains snapped in response.

Luo Tianwu's knuckles, gripping the door knocker, went numb instantly. A bluish-gray mist seeped from the crack, snaking down the moss-covered steps. The cold wind seeping from inside the door stung his cheeks, carrying a rusty, stinging smell. As the last rays of sunlight squeezed into the temple, thirty-six bronze eternal lamps suddenly lit up the dome.

The firelight licked at the walls that were over a hundred feet high, illuminating the giant sculptures that rose from the ground—the surface of the pillars supporting the heavens, where nine bone dragons were coiled, each scale engraved with dark red incantations, and thick black liquid constantly seeping from the hollow eye sockets of the dragon heads.

The ground began to tremble, and the entire hall sank three inches with a roar. Luo Tianwu crushed a raised cloud-patterned floor tile, and tiny golden lights floated in the purple mist rising from the crack, like thousands of crushed fireflies.

The dome star map began to rotate in reverse, and crimson liquid seeped from the positions of the Twenty-Eight Mansions, flowing along the bronze grooves to form a river of blood, which poured onto the three-headed, eight-armed deity statue in the center.

A fine, rustling sound came from the surface of the stone carving. On the left, the compassionate face was shedding stone chips, revealing the hideous face of a demon beneath, its fingers, which had been holding a flower, were transforming into sharp claws.

Suddenly, the seven soul lamps on the offering table spontaneously combusted. As the eerie blue flames leaped up, Rean heard the sound of chains dragging on the ground gathering from all directions.

The black iron chains that were originally wrapped around the neck of the bone dragon are now crisscrossing and wandering on the dome, like giant pythons that have come to life.

A chain swept across the mural on the east side, scraping off a patch of mottled paint to reveal densely packed runes underneath, the vermilion-written seal script bleeding.

A faint sob echoed in the air, like a sacrificial offering that had been bricked into a wall a hundred years ago, finally receiving the breath of a living person.

As Luo Tianwu retreated, he bumped into the bronze bell hanging on the door, the crisp sound startling the shadows dwelling in the dome.

Countless gray moths emerged from the cracks in the beams and pillars, their wings bearing patterns resembling human faces. They rushed toward the flames of the eternal lamp, bursting into smoke as they burned. Within the smoke, half of a weeping girl's face materialized.

what! ! !
A shrill scream rang out, and a thing with the face of a young girl but a cloud of blood mist around its lower body suddenly appeared in front of Luo Tianwu. However, the next moment, a terrifying force enveloped the cloud of blood mist, instantly turning it into nothingness.

Yunluo made her move.

Rean didn't look at Yunluo, but walked straight into the depths of the temple, saying, "Follow me."

Yunluo stared at his retreating figure, her eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty. She completely overturned her previous understanding of Li En. This person was not just reckless, but terrifying. The way he controlled people in an instant was something she had never heard of before.

Perhaps only some of the legendary secret techniques within the Soul Palace possess such terrifying power.

At this moment, Yunluo felt a little wary, but more than that, she was pleasantly surprised. The stronger Rean was, the better their chances of success on this trip would be.

As they ventured deeper into the temple, they encountered more and more ghosts, each one becoming increasingly powerful, with almost every one reaching the level of a Battle King.

However, with Yunluo and Li En joining forces, these ghosts couldn't cause any trouble. After all, both of them possessed the strength of a Dou Huang. Although Li En appeared to be weaker than Yunluo, no one knew how strong he truly was.

Even he himself couldn't be sure what level he could reach in this world if he were to unleash his full power.

Peak Dou Huang? Or perhaps Dou Zong? (End of Chapter)