Chapter 2666 Jiuyan Mountain, People of the Temple

There are still many mysteries about the Heavenly Burial Grounds.

After all, during the peak of the Old Universe, it was as grand and splendid as the current New Universe.

Its area was incredibly vast.

Even though the present Heavenly Burial Grounds are still incredibly vast, they can only be considered scraps of the Old Universe.

However, people's understanding of the Old Universe is very limited.

Thus, the relationship between the Heavenly Burial Grounds and the Old Universe is even more mysterious and hard to guess.

Upon hearing Zhou Yanjun's words, Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

He asked, "Are you familiar with the Eight Desolates?"

"I've been there once," Zhou Yanjun replied.

"Although the Heavenly Burial Grounds have now changed beyond recognition.

As long as I confirm that the Dragon God Sect is the Dragon God Sect from my memories, I can confirm various positions in the Eight Desolates."

Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

After all, although land remains the same, the people, events, and things on it have completely changed.

The group continued to walk.

No one knew how long they walked, but Qiu Baiyin was leading the way ahead.

Throughout the journey, they seldom encountered anything strange.

About a week later.

The group arrived at the foot of a mountain.

Qiu Baiyin appeared particularly excited.

He said, "According to the map guidance, this is Jiuyan Mountain.

Once we cross this mountain, the Dragon God Temple is ahead."

"What are we waiting for? Let's go quickly."

The Two-headed Bear and You Jin were already impatient.

In recent days, every day had been tense for them.

This feeling was unpleasant!

So quickly finding the Dragon God Temple and obtaining the King's Collection was the only happy thing.

"No rush, this mountain is peculiar."

Qiu Baiyin frowned slightly.

The mountain before them wasn't very large.

It was situated between heaven and earth, blocking the group's path.

The mountain road was rugged, and the surrounding trees were lush.

It was like deep mountain forests where no one had entered for a hundred years.

Fog and miasma merged into one.

Not a single living thing could be seen inside.

"Is there anything eerie in this place?" the Two-headed Bear asked cautiously.

"The map I obtained has no special annotations about this mountain.

But now, I don't know what changes have occurred here.

In any case, everyone needs to be cautious."

Qiu Baiyin said.

Then he glanced at Xu Zimei.

Speaking sincerely.

"Friend, the King's Collection is almost within reach, if unexpected situations arise, I hope you can assist us."

After all, Xu Zimei's strength was the strongest present.

Qiu Baiyin surely hoped for Xu Zimei to take action and offer protection.

Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

Only then did the group enter the mountain path, heading into the depths of the mountain, intending to cross it.

Once inside, the weather suddenly changed.

As everyone knows, the sky in the Heavenly Burial Grounds rarely has sunlight, it's continuously overcast and gray.

But now, the sky changed from gray to black.

Then, the sky above gathered clouds and wind, hinting at a heavy storm.

However, everyone present had cultivation, making them unaffected by raindrops, so it wasn't difficult.

Yet this weather did indeed affect one's mood, intensifying the pressure.

The group continued walking.

Before long, large raindrops fell.

A torrential downpour engulfed everything, even muffling the sound of conversation.

Qiu Baiyin suggested.

"Everyone, let's find a place to shelter from the rain and proceed when it stops."

"If unexpected danger arises, it would be difficult to defend against."

"There's a temple ahead," Zhou Yanjun's eyes pierced through the thickets ahead, spotting a vaguely outlined temple.

"This..."

The Two-headed Bear and others looked at each other in dismay.

Mountain temples, such places are where many fear to enter.

Simply hearing of them suggested danger.

Everyone turned their gaze to Xu Zimei.

Waiting for him to make a decision.

"Let's go," Xu Zimei took the lead, saying.

Anyway, he wasn't afraid of danger.

Regarding the lives and deaths of others, he was rather indifferent.

If he could offer protection, he would, briefly.

If he couldn't, then let things happen as they will.

The group advanced toward the temple.

Suddenly, not far from the temple, the group noticed signs of a bonfire within.

"Someone's inside," the Two-headed Bear said.

"Everyone be cautious, I feel my Divine Soul is restricted within this mountain, unable to fully spread out," Qiu Baiyin said.

In fact, the same was true for Xu Zimei.

In the past, his Divine Soul could explore all the surrounding area within thousands of miles.

But within this mountain, the mist and miasma seemed to naturally corrode the Divine Soul.

If you probe for too long with the Divine Soul, you may even suffer harm.

Seeing the figures inside the temple made everyone visibly more alert.

When they reached the front of the temple, Xu Zimei noticed the temple was larger than he imagined.

But it was somewhat dilapidated.

Whether it was the red paint on the surface or the gold paint on the pillars, all were damaged.

The sign above was split in half.

Where the other half went, no one knew.

The remaining half had two carved characters for "Buddha Temple", enduring the elements for an unknown duration.

The temple's gate was half-open.

When Xu Zimei and the others entered.

The people inside stood up, all watching each other warily.

Xu Zimei observed the interior of the temple.

At the top, there was a golden statue.

The golden Buddha had nine eyes, looking strangely sinister, like a Demon and Buddha.

Beneath the statue stood a woman and a girl.

The girl's eyes were clear, with more curiosity than caution.

As for the woman, her strength was formidable, wearing a blue robe draped over her peach-like plump figure, exuding charm.

But she was imposing, daring to come alone with the girl to the Heavenly Burial Grounds, clearly not an ordinary person.

Aside from the woman and the girl.

On the left side near the gate.

There was another group.

About a dozen.

All dressed in black.

They looked like Death Warriors, meticulously ready to act at any time.

In front of these Death Warriors stood a middle-aged man.

He should be their leader.

With a square face, his face was full of frowns, a scar across his brow, starkly apparent.

"Who are you?" the square-faced middle-aged man asked first.

"Just passing through," Qiu Baiyin stepped forward quickly, saying.

"The rain outside is heavy, we're seeking shelter. Might I ask who you all are?"

"Also travelers," the square-faced middle-aged man said.

He pointed across.

Saying, "Everyone, separate and don't come close, to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings."

"Blades and swords don't have eyes, won't give you the chance to explain."

After all, when traveling, especially in places like this, the heart to guard against others surpasses all.

Qiu Baiyin nodded slightly.

Leading Xu Zimei and others to rest on the side.

The three groups formed a triangle, each taking a corner in a stand-off.