One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Even Master Wang's Feng Hou Qi Men technique was suppressed? Just what is the background of this temple?"

Isn't it obvious?

Zhuge Qing shook the folding fan in his hand. Although he still had that smiling expression, the wariness in his eyes was now fully revealed.

"This is the final checkpoint where the [Longevity Elixir] is hidden. How could those old foxes in the organizing committee let us walk up and collect our prize so easily?"

"This place is not only a huge maze, but also a huge cage that suppresses our strength."

"Then how?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his head and slung the watermelon knife over his shoulder:

"If we can't use Qimen Dunjia, are we just going to grit our teeth and keep climbing? How long will it take us?"

The previous matches went so smoothly entirely thanks to Wang Ye, who was practically a cheat code, like he had X-ray vision.

Unexpectedly, the cheat software was banned by the organizing committee.

Just as this group of people were standing on the steps, in a dilemma, they realized that they had no choice but to move forward or backward.

"Swish..."

A faint yet incredibly dense sound came from the thin mist above.

It looked like thousands of insects were gnawing on dead leaves.

Something's coming!

Chen Duo's intuition, stemming from her naturally flawless physique, was exceptionally sharp.

She strode to the front of the group, her fair fingers quickly drawing a lightning talisman in mid-air.

"boom!"

A burst of purple and green lightning exploded in mid-air a dozen meters ahead!

By the flash of lightning.

The crowd finally saw clearly what was wriggling in the mist!

Holy crap!!!

Zhang Chulan immediately swore, feeling a wave of nausea wash over him.

That's not an insect at all!

Instead, they were countless mummified corpses!

Some of these mummies were wearing tattered ancient armor, while others were even wearing military uniforms from World War II.

They have no eyes, yet they can pinpoint the location of everyone with pinpoint accuracy.

They crawled on all fours, like spiders, along the walls and even hanging upside down from the dome, densely packed and surging down like a tide!

"What disgusting thing is this?!" Zhuge Qing closed his fan, and several streaks of fire shot out from his fingertips.

"It's a vengeful spirit puppet that guards the temple!"

Zhang Lingyu shouted, and his body erupted with Yin lightning like a black tide, forming a huge lightning barrier in front of everyone.

"They feel no pain and never tire! Be careful, everyone, and don't get scratched!"

"What's there to be afraid of! Even without the Qimen Dunjia technique, how could our lineup be stopped by a few mummies?!"

Zhang Chulan's inherent ruthlessness was also unleashed.

He gripped the watermelon knife tightly with both hands and roared:

"Guys, form a battle formation! Let's push our way through! If we can kill our way through these monsters, let's see how long this staircase can go!"

"Right on my mind!"

A glint flashed in Zhuge Qing's eyes, and he suddenly swung his folding fan forward:

"Firefly Shooting Star!"

Fireballs rained down on the horde of corpses like a meteor shower. These dried mummies were most afraid of open flames; once touched, they crackled and burned into huge fireballs.

"Thunder Prisoner!"

Zhang Lingyu snorted coldly, and the pitch-black Yin lightning flowed upstream along the white jade steps like a waterfall, directly transforming into a highly corrosive black swamp.

The moment those mummies at the forefront stepped in, their hard bones were instantly dissolved and pitted, as if they had fallen into strong acid.

"Thunder!"

A blinding white light flashed, and Zhang Chulan transformed into a blur, charging directly into the horde of dried corpses!

Relying on the protection of the Golden Light Mantra, he charged into a flock of sheep like a hungry wolf.

With a swift stroke, white lightning exploded into brilliant sparks amidst the horde of corpses!

With each strike, several mummies were chopped into charcoal.

Chen Duo stayed by Wang Ye's side.

The lightning magic at her fingertips transformed into a fine electric net, clearing out the corpse puppets that tried to sneak up from above the walls and from blind spots, turning them into dust one by one.

The five worked together seamlessly, unleashing their full power.

In an instant, limbs and severed arms flew everywhere on the steps, and they used their brute strength to tear a bloody path through the horde of zombies!

"Hahaha! That's great! Is that all? Is that all?"

Zhang Chulan cleaved a corpse general clad in ancient armor in two with a single strike, panting heavily as he laughed arrogantly:

"The security at this temple isn't very good! Brothers, give it your all, we're almost at the top!"

The group ran frantically upwards, stepping over the bones of the corpses.

They fought for almost twenty minutes straight!

The surrounding mummified corpses had piled up into small mountains.

but……

"and many more!"

Wang Ye, who had been following in the middle of the group, suddenly shouted, his face turning extremely ugly:

"Old Zhang! Stop! Don't kill!"

Chapter 373 The bizarre spatial loop, Wang Ye forcibly breaks the deadlock!

"What's wrong, Lao Wang? I'm almost in the middle of a fierce battle!"

Zhang Chulan pinned a dried-up corpse to the wall with a single stroke, then turned around and asked, panting heavily.

“Look back down!” Wang Ye pointed in the direction they had come from.

Zhang Chulan, Zhuge Qing, and the others subconsciously turned around.

Upon seeing this, everyone's breath caught in their throats.

They had just charged up these steep white jade steps for at least several hundred meters!

But looking back now.

Those two heavy bronze temple doors were actually less than twenty meters behind them!

Not only that!

Those mummified corpses that they burned to ashes or were struck by lightning.

At this moment, they began to strangely merge and piece together in the thin mist!

The severed limbs intertwined and transformed into giant, stitched-together monsters with seven or eight heads and more than a dozen arms!

The fog thickened, and the steps ahead seemed to have no end.

"What...what's going on?!" Zhang Chulan felt a chill run down his spine.

"We've been going uphill the whole time!"

"A vicious cycle!"

Wang Ye gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with shock and anger:

"I sensed something was wrong earlier. This temple not only suppressed the four plates, but also set up a spatial trap on this staircase!"

"Our charge just now was essentially treading water!"

"Moreover, these corpse puppets are absorbing our attack energy to reorganize! The faster we kill them, the stronger they become upon resurrection!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

"Old Zhang! Back down! If this continues, we'll be drained of our energy and these monsters will drag us down to our deaths!"

Wang shouted from behind.

"What do we do?! We can't go back out, the door is locked!"

Zhang Chulan swung his sword to block the smashing attack of a giant stitched monster, his hand going numb from the impact.

"Old Qing! Cover me!"

Wang Ye took a deep breath and quickly formed hand seals in front of his chest.

He was prepared to risk damaging his primordial spirit in order to forcefully carve out a path in this distorted space!

"Are you crazy?! The backlash from this place will kill you!"

Zhuge Qing was shocked. He waved his folding fan repeatedly, creating several walls of fire that forced the horde of corpses back.

"I can't worry about that now! My second master taught me that survival comes first, so running away is the priority! At worst, I'll just have to drink a couple more pots of black chicken soup when I get back!"

Wang Ye's eyes widened, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"I am the direction, I am good or bad fortune!"

"Feng Hou Qi Men! Open it for me!!!"

"Boom!"

With a loud shout from Wang Ye.