World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 253 - 156: Unrivaled Demon! Blood Sea God Temple!_2

Chapter 253: 156: Unrivaled Demon! Blood Sea God Temple!_2

If it weren’t for Yao Xing, he would have died a hundred times, a thousand times already.

"Yao Xing, why didn’t you tell me about the Dragon Temple earlier, and about the immediate darkness after the sun sets?" Suo Lun asked in his heart.

Yao Xing said, "Master, I am not omniscient; at least, about the immediate darkness after the sunset, I had absolutely no idea. Ms. Meng Tuoluo apparently didn’t know either, otherwise, she would have surely remembered to tell you."

Suo Lun felt a lingering fear, then turned his gaze towards the figure in the center of the Dragon Temple, who was lying down and sleeping at the moment.

Inside the entire Dragon Temple, it was completely empty, not even a single chair, so he just lay on the ground, with his back to Suo Lun.

It was this person who had just saved him, because Suo Lun was enveloped by the death aura and had completely lost his vision, he couldn’t see the man’s face clearly. The only thing he could feel was a strong sacred energy.

Who is this person? How could he have saved me from countless undead? Could he be a high monk from the Dragon Temple? Otherwise, how could he be so powerful?

Probably even Meng Tuoluo, Suo Hanyi, and the other Dragon Samurais didn’t stand a chance against him.

Suo Lun got up, preparing to bow in gratitude for saving his life.

"I saved you only because I saw you are a human, there’s no need to thank me, and don’t ask who I am. You have secrets, I have secrets too, it’s better not to ask and forget each other in this world," the man’s voice rang out.

This voice sounded a bit strange, but he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was strange about it.

"Also, you stay in your corner, I’ll stay in mine, do not cross the middle line," the man said, "I really dislike others getting close, even if it’s just ten meters or so, it makes me very uncomfortable, it’s best if we also do not speak, I don’t like to hear other people’s voices either."

This man was very strange and very proud.

Suo Lun followed the instruction respectfully, bowing three times towards the man’s silhouette, and then lay down on the ground to rest as well.

"Master, this person is very strong," Yao Xing said, "and, what he’s holding in his hand is the Dragon Gold Sword, one of no more than five in the world."

"The Dragon Gold Sword?" Suo Lun said, "How old is he?"

"I do not know, but he should be quite young," Yao Xing said, "He’s enveloped in a layer of mysterious and powerful energy, which I can’t detect."

Suo Lun was filled with curiosity, wondering who this person could be. There were only five Dragon Gold Swords in the entire world, and he possessed one, and his martial skills were so extraordinary.

Suo Lun was brought here by Meng Tuoluo, but this person before him undoubtedly came here on his own.

To enter the Barbarian Domain alone, how impressive must that be?

"Master, have a good rest. We need to continue our journey early tomorrow morning," Yao Xing said.

Suo Lun nodded, then lay down, closed his eyes, and with many doubts lingering in his mind, fell into a deep sleep.

...

The next morning, Suo Lun awoke on time, but found that the person who had saved him last night had disappeared without a trace.

It seems that, as soon as it was light, he couldn’t wait to leave, to avoid meeting with Suo Lun.

Suo Lun didn’t rush to leave but instead walked out of the Dragon Temple to observe his surroundings.

With the sun up, all the undead had shrunk back into the parts of the ruins where the sun could not reach.

The whole road, returned to peace and calm.

Suo Lun asked, "Yao Xing, there are sixteen Holy Temples in total, which one is this?"

Knowing which Holy Temple it was would give the exact coordinates, and therefore how far they were from the Lake Heart Temple.

"I don’t know. You can observe the surroundings carefully to see if there are any markers on this temple," Yao Xing said.

Suo Lun began to observe the temple carefully, yet it was just the most ordinary-looking building, with no distinctive features.

What Suo Lun also found strange was, these Holy Temples were clearly under the domain of the Dragon’s power, so why, when the demonic descendants led their armies to contribute to this city, didn’t they destroy these temples and temples as well?

"Master, it doesn’t matter if we can’t find it," Yao Xing said, "No one can enter this city, except you. You just need to follow the call of your heart to reach the end."

And at that moment...

Suddenly, everything in front of Suo Lun began to move, to change.

The whole world was on the move. The roads and ruins around him were moving, looking as if they were moving in complete chaos.

If a few dozen miles were considered a block, then what Suo Lun saw now was that the four blocks around the temple, front, back, left, and right, were all moving.

Suo Lun was completely stunned!

What kind of power was this that drove such a huge city, divided into many blocks, each moving separately?

The only thing that didn’t move was the Holy Temple where Suo Lun was.

Now Suo Lun understood why, although he had followed one road straight ahead yesterday, he never reached the end, and also never went back to the starting point.

So, that was the reason because at certain times, the entire city would divide into dozens of blocks and move in an orderly chaos.

In this way, even if one were to walk to death, it would never be possible to enter the Lake Heart Temple.

Not only that, but every road within the city could become a site of jaw-dropping traps. No wonder Suo Lun found corpses on both the left and right sides at the crossroads yesterday.

Because, the traps and killing mechanisms of this city were completely random. Today, this road might be safe, but tomorrow it could be deadly.

The Blood Case Lost City of that day wanted to rely on this defense mechanism to stop the demonic descendants’ army. But clearly, they failed.

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