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Chapter 499 Escape
run?
Everyone knows they need to run, but where to run?

Although all the lights were extinguished, moonlight still seeped in through the gaps, faintly illuminating the surroundings.

— Crimson blood vessels had spread all over the front hall, even pulsating like a heartbeat. Although it hadn't touched the body yet, just thinking about it made one realize that being touched by this thing would be extremely bad.

so.

Nowadays, there's only one place left to run away from.

—That door leading to the rear hall!

This time, Zhou You didn't even need to remind them. The senior brothers scrambled to their feet and ran towards the door as if their lives depended on it.

Zhou You was the last one to arrive, but as the blood streaks squeezed out the last spot, he glanced at the statue of the Three Pure Ones.

That smile was filled with the utmost compassion, as if he were sacrificing himself to save the world.

However, I wonder if it's just my imagination.

Zhou You still saw a few lines of paint running down from the corners of the statue's eyes.

It was as if it were blood and tears.

As Zhou You entered through the side door, he suddenly paused in surprise.

In the blink of an eye, not only did the Taoist priests disappear without a trace, but the entire place had also changed.

Originally, this rear hall was only a little over eight-tenths of an inch in size, and it wouldn't take an ordinary person long to walk around it. However, at this moment, it seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

It's as if the room has been expanded hundreds of times, or the traveler's surroundings have been shrunk hundreds of times.

What's even stranger are the statues of gods.

It was also stretched and elongated—but that wasn't the main problem. The main problem was that each statue had changed.

The Thunder God and Lightning Goddess embraced each other, seemingly intimate, but starting from their bellies, half of their bodies dissolved into each other and then merged, making them look like a deformed conjoined monster at first glance.

The Twenty-Eight Constellations died in various ways: Jiao Mu Jiao ate his own body, Fang Ri Tu was cut into pieces, Dou Mu Xie was crushed into minced meat, and Kui Mu Lang was skinned alive.
The God of Wealth was cast into a giant gold ingot, with only his struggling eyes showing. The Duty Officers were transformed into oil lamps, and the Six Ding and Six Jia were connected to musical instruments, desperately playing that silent yet frantic melody.
All sorts of strange sights appeared in the end, beyond description, and a chilling feeling crept up the spine and seeped into the bone marrow.

This is beyond blasphemy; what the hell is this Taoist temple trying to do?
Before he could think it through, another scream rang out from not far away.

Zhou You didn't have time to pay attention to the scenery. He took three steps at a time and rushed to the direction from which the sound came.

—That was a senior classmate from before.

His body appeared to be intact, but he was acting like a madman—his eyes were staring outwards with such force that they were almost bursting from their sockets, drool was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he was shouting incoherently.

"The Three Pure Realms, this is the Three Pure Realms? Penglai Heaven... What a divine abode! I... I'm going to become an immortal!!!"

Upon seeing this, Zhou You instinctively slapped him across the face.

Otherwise.

The physical method of waking up was no longer effective at this moment.

The man turned his head with a creaking sound, clearly looking at Zhou You, but his gaze seemed to be directed towards some unknown distance.

Then, he chuckled foolishly.

"I understand now, I understand everything. My master and uncles weren't lying to me. The path to immortality is just around the corner. All I need to do is—"

This man is hopeless!
Zhou You frowned deeply and took several steps back.

The next moment, the guy's head exploded, and red and white fragments scattered all over the ground.

What was unsettling, however, was that those two eyes were still fixed on Zhou You, filled with a sense of joy and relief.

At the same time, the chill on my back intensified.

Clearly, after killing this group of people, the eeriness of the hall shifted some of its attention to Zhou You.

Then escape from here.
Zhou You looked out of the house.

At some point, many shadowy figures appeared there, like hunters waiting for prey to walk into their trap.

Well, it seems there's no way out from outside; the only option left is to wait until dawn.

Since entering, Zhou You had been silently keeping track of the time. It was now around 3:45 AM, less than an hour before dawn.

It's not a long time, but it's not short either, but it's enough for this thing inside to kill everyone and then focus on targeting itself.

so
Just a few seconds later, Zhou You made his decision.

He took a few steps back, then turned around without hesitation and rushed into the pile of idols.

Soon, he found the other person he had lost.

The guy's face was filled with extreme terror, as if he had gone mad. His hands were constantly making various hand seals, and dozens of unknown streams of light were emanating from him, as if they were about to attack someone—but there was clearly not a single enemy next to him.

How did they all turn into this state in just a few minutes?
Zhou You was puzzled, but he still went up to the person and tried to greet him.

However, just as he got a little closer, a beam of light suddenly flashed by, and if Zhou You hadn't dodged in time, he would have been burned on the foot.

"What are you doing? I'm here to save you."

However, before he could finish speaking, the senior brother laughed wildly.

"Stop pretending. I know who you are and what you want. You can't fool me. Get lost, get away from me, or I'll make a move!"

No, you've obviously already made your move, haven't you?
Zhou You glanced at the guy a few times, but ultimately shook his head and silently left.

This guy is beyond saving. Of course, if Lin Yunshao or Aqua were here, they would try to knock him out even if it meant getting injured, but this guy...
Putting aside the previous targeting, I'm really not familiar with them.

However, because of this, Zhou You roughly figured out how the rear hall worked.

The Three Pure Ones in the front hall use blood streaks to rapidly squeeze out living space, while the ones in the back hall focus on mental pollution, quickly attacking weaknesses and driving people into madness.

However, a problem has arisen.

Why am I okay?
Zhou You shook his head, not feeling any mental abnormality—the Heavenly Dragon bloodline could be immune to fear, but it could not eradicate the pollution from the extraterrestrial demons—but after only a few seconds of pondering, he put the matter aside and turned to run in the other direction.

Wang Chongming walked with a limp.

They walked on with difficulty and despair.

I don't know when it started, but the whispers in my head became more and more intense. It felt like countless hands were tearing at my nerves, making me want to go crazy.

Fortunately, because their sect needs to process medicinal materials for a long time, they have some magic that allows them to calm their minds and preserve their essence, which is why they can barely survive.

Unfortunately, he didn't know how long it could last.

Senior Brother Liu, leaning on my shoulder, was panting heavily—when he was escaping earlier, his foot had been accidentally spurted by the bloodline, and now it was swollen like a soaked sea cucumber, and the sound of sloshing water could be faintly heard.

It was clear that he couldn't hold on much longer.

Although the stone statues hadn't completely surrounded them, all eyes were on them, as if they were about to devour them.

After a while, Senior Brother Liu suddenly spoke with difficulty.

"Junior Brother Wang, I'm afraid I'm about to die. Why don't you leave me behind and run away yourself?"

Wang Chongming grinned, revealing a desperate smile. "At this point, where can we run? We might as well die together; at least we'll have each other on the road to the underworld."

Senior Brother Liu lowered his head and remained silent.

I don’t know how long it took.

Time here seems distorted. After such a long time, it should be dawn by now, but the place remains dark and gloomy, with only more and more lights illuminating the surroundings.

Yes, more and more.

The eternal lamp in the front hall went out, but the lights in the back became even brighter, one after another, as if growing out of the soil, generously scattering their light.

Similarly, this makes those statues even more eerie.

Suddenly, Senior Brother Liu stumbled.

It's unclear what he tripped over, but he suddenly fell to the ground, almost causing Wang Chongming to fall as well.

"Senior Brother Liu, what's wrong with you!"

However, all he saw were a pair of dying, terrified eyes.

The man struggled to raise his hand, pointed ahead, and made a 'heh heh' sound, as if he had seen something incredibly terrifying.

Could it be that the Three Pure Ones have caught up with us?

Wang Chongming turned his head in surprise and looked behind him.

Otherwise.

Nothing at all.

The statues continued to watch him, though they seemed intent on devouring him, they did not yet make a move.

What's your senior brother's name?
But at that moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen.

He lowered his head and saw a dagger lying beside his ribs, its hilt embedded in the blade.

It wasn't a life-threatening injury, but it was enough to slow him down.

Wang Chongming raised his head and looked at his senior brother.

"Senior brother, I risked my life to save you, and this is how you treat me?"

However, the senior student did not give an answer.

Or rather, this person was also looking down at his Taoist robe in astonishment.

There, a spell was faintly glowing.

It's nothing profound, just a slowing spell.

Senior Brother Liu was stunned for several seconds before he spoke through gritted teeth.

"Junior Brother Wang, I have treated you well. Several times you offended Master, and I was the one who saved you from his clutches. Is this how you treat me? Do you want to use me as a sacrifice so you can escape?"

Wang Chongming spat directly.

"Senior brother, you've got it backwards, haven't you? I was the one who kindly saved you, and you're betraying me like this?"

"—If you don't stick my talisman on me, why would I betray you?"

"Why would I stick a talisman on you if you didn't betray me?"

The two glared at each other, each believing they were in the right—but just as they were locked in this standoff, a series of faint sounds rang out.

Turning my head, I realized that the statues had surrounded me, all of them grinning wildly, looking like madmen, ready to devour anyone they could find!

At this point, who cares about arguing?
Wang Chongming drew his dagger, while Senior Brother Liu used the last bit of his magic power to tear off the talisman, and then they both turned and ran!

however.

With his leg injured, Senior Brother Liu was ultimately a bit slower at running.

Soon, the statues surrounded him, with only one hand struggling to extend from them, accompanied by screams of agony—

"Junior brother, save me!"

Wang Chongming paused for a few seconds.

However, he quickly lifted his leg and increased his speed instead.

The cries for help eventually faded away, followed by a chilling chewing sound.

Soon after, even the chewing sounds stopped.

But then, Senior Brother Liu's voice rang out again.

Unlike before, this time her voice was full of barely suppressed laughter.

"Junior brother, why are you still running? You can't escape from here. You might as well give up cleanly and find some relief."

Is the liberation you speak of becoming like you?
Wang Chongming didn't stop at all. He didn't even have the courage to look back at his senior brother. He just kept his head down and ran away as if his life depended on it.

pity.

There is truly no way out of this place.

As the stone statues grew denser and the road narrower, Wang Chongming had only one thought in his mind.

—If I had known better, I wouldn't have clung to that tiny bit of hope.

—When I learned I was eliminated, I just hanged myself; what else could I do!
However, he also knew.

Even if I die, as long as my body hasn't rotted, my master and uncles can still find a way to pull me up and put me in this damn job!

It felt as if a piece of burning coal had been thrown into his lungs, causing excruciating pain. Several clay heads also approached—they were so twisted that he couldn't tell which deity they were. He could only squeeze out the last bit of magic power in his body to barely drive them away.

But in the end, it was just a desperate resistance.

Suddenly, he felt a 'biting' sensation on his left foot, and his body lost its balance for a moment—although he managed to break free from the thing under his foot in time, he also fell into the encirclement of the stone statues.

Just like my senior.

Or rather, he's even worse off than his senior.

Outside, in the dim light, a mutilated corpse seemed to be laughing.

Then, at the same time, the surrounding stone statues also started to laugh.

The laughter grew louder and louder, as if they knew a meal was about to begin—Wang Chongming revealed a smile that looked like he was about to cry, already preparing to close his eyes and await death.

Otherwise.

Just then, a childish voice suddenly came to his ear.

"Holy crap, I've finally found someone alive—huh? You're the one who gave me the apple before, what a coincidence. Hey, are you alright?"

(End of this chapter)