World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 254 - 156: Unrivaled Demon! Blood Sea God Temple!_3

Chapter 254: 156: Unrivaled Demon! Blood Sea God Temple!_3

While Suo Lun was walking on Longitudinal Avenue yesterday, he couldn’t feel any movement at all. That was because dozens of miles of the plate were moving together, and completely silently, without any vibration. Within his field of vision, there were no static reference points. It was just like being on a uniformly moving train with all the windows tightly shut, where passengers can’t feel themselves moving either.

This is the mystery of the Blood Case Lost City. Without guidance, one can never escape this labyrinth.

Putting aside his astonishment, Suo Lun continued on.

However, he soon faced a problem. After leaving the temple, there were two directions to go, left or right?

Once again, he closed his eyes, letting the lake of his heart become completely tranquil.

"Right, to the right..." Indeed, that enchanting voice echoed once more.

Suo Lun walked to the right, and sure enough, there was no ambush on the path.

In this way, at every intersection, Suo Lun would close his eyes, enter the state of the Inverted Moon Mantra, his mind serene, waiting for that bewitching voice’s guidance.

Thus, he kept delving deeper, deeper, deeper...

In one day’s time, he had no idea how many miles he had walked, how many choices at intersections he had made, how many times he had heeded the call.

Evening descended once again, and the sun was about to set.

This time, Suo Lun wised up and hurriedly looked for the next temple to avoid the terrifying undead.

By then, he couldn’t help but wonder how his life-saving benefactor managed to avoid the city’s deadly traps and ambushes.

Following the bewitching voice’s guidance, Suo Lun was getting closer and closer to the next temple.

Suddenly, Yao Xing’s voice alerted, "Master, be careful, there are Barbarian Tribes."

He looked back and indeed there was a barbarian, with pitch-black skin and a head full of sharp backward-pointing spikes, and eyes that were a gloomy yellow.

Suo Lun didn’t know which tribe this belonged to, but it was the same kind as the one that died violently yesterday.

"Master, this is the Evil Lizard Tribe. They are covered in a layer of hard armor, and ordinary swords and arrows find it difficult to penetrate," Yao Xing said.

Right then, the Evil Lizard Tribe’s samurai evidently spotted Suo Lun, and in an instant, transformed into a streak of black lightning rushing towards him.

Suo Lun fled for his life, sprinting towards the right intersection. At this moment, the next temple was only a mere hundred meters away.

He ran at full speed and dashed into the next temple.

However, the Evil Lizard samurai was even faster. He had originally been four to five hundred meters behind Suo Lun but almost simultaneously charged into the temple.

After entering the temple, he bared his sharp, snow-white teeth at Suo Lun and sneered, "Human, it’s actually a human. I was just getting hungry, and human flesh is the most delicious. For you to become the food in my belly, Jian Li, is your pride."

Suo Lun drew his sword, his gaze turning towards the outside.

At that moment, the sun sets and the last glimmer of twilight disappears.

Soon, the undead were going to flood the streets.

This warrior called Jian Li of the Evil Lizard Tribe was at least a hundred times more skilled in martial arts than Suo Lun; otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to come to this place.

Therefore, Suo Lun’s only chance of survival was to rush out of the temple and draw him onto the street as well, letting the countless undead kill him.

Although that way, he would again suffer the hellish torment of being devoured by numerous undead, it was still better than being immediately bitten and eaten.

"Swoosh..." Suo Lun dashed out of the temple at the first opportunity.

However, before he could get out of the temple, he was completely immobilized, as if he had been thoroughly bound.

Then, the barbarian Jian Li sneered and stepped closer, "Such a weak and insignificant human, to think you entered the Bloody Shore Lost City. It really is puzzling. It seems there’s a traitor among the descendants of demons. Tell me, who is the traitor who brought you to the Bloody Shore Lost City? I must summon all the tribes to punish him."

Suo Lun’s body remained restrained, unable to move a muscle.

The barbarian Jian Li drew closer and closer, and the immense pressure made it almost impossible to breathe.

"Speak, and I will not kill you. I, the great inheritor of the Evil Lizard Tribe, keep my word," said Jian Li as he approached, his sharp teeth less than a foot away from Suo Lun.

Suo Lun could already smell the terrible odor from its mouth.

The Bloody Shore Lost City, truly perilous to the extreme. Yesterday he was nearly devoured by countless undead, turning into a walking corpse, and today, he was about to become the food in a Barbarian’s belly.

Jian Li’s mouth opened wider and wider, until it finally surpassed his entire head, turning into a terrifyingly huge maw.

"Swoosh..."

Another dazzling slash of the sword, piercing straight through the throat of the barbarian Jian Li.

"Aow..." A gush of black blood spurted out.

This incredibly powerful member of the Evil Lizard Tribe, Jian Li, collapsed thunderously to the ground, dead.

Then, a snow-white figure rushed into the temple.

It was him again, he had once again saved Suo Lun.

At this moment, Suo Lun finally saw what he looked like, and his eyes lit up.

It was the first time he had seen a man more beautiful than himself, the first time he had encountered such beauty that made all men and women feel inferior.

The person before him was more handsome than all men, and prettier than all women.

That kind of burgeoning heroism mixed with a peculiar, enchanting beauty.

A man so beautiful was simply bewitching. Both men and women would fall into the trap of his stunning appearance.

Upon seeing Suo Lun, he immediately frowned slightly, then, without a word, went into the deepest part of the temple, lay down with his back to Suo Lun, showing no intention of conversation.

Suo Lun carefully observed his figure from behind. As a man, his physique was full of charm, with a slim waist and long legs. Women would sigh in envy.

Facing his back, Suo Lun once again bowed deeply three times, but the other party remained unmoved.

Then, Suo Lun lay down at the farthest distance from him, back to back, and fell asleep.

...

The next morning, as expected, the man had vanished without a trace. It seemed he really did not want to see Suo Lun again, even though he had already saved Suo Lun twice.

However, if his direction was also correct, they would meet again at the third temple that evening.

Today was the third day of entering the Blood Case Lost City, and Suo Lun continued to follow the guidance of the ghostly voice.

Indeed, on the night of the third day, the two met again inside the temple.

With an unspoken understanding, the two occupied opposite corners of the temple, without any communication.

After daybreak, he left first, and the two definitely did not travel together.

...

The fourth day!

Suo Lun continued to follow the guidance of the enchanting voice, moving forward, forward, forward!

Then, suddenly the guiding voice ended.

Suo Lun looked up and saw an endless sea of blood before him!

After four days of trekking, he had finally crossed the treacherous Bloody Shore Lost City and reached the Blood Sea!

In the middle of the Blood Sea stood an ancient and massive temple, as if perched upon it, yet seemingly floating above it.

The Dragon Mark relic was inside that temple!

Suo Lun felt a surge of excitement. If he could obtain the Dragon Mark relic inside, he could revive Yan Yan, win back Yan Nai’er, and gain the Silver Wolf Legion.

But, with the vast Blood Sea before him and no bridge in sight, how should he cross it?

Just then, a sudden breeze arose beside him, and another figure appeared!

It was still that bewitchingly beautiful person, the one who had saved Suo Lun’s life twice.

Suo Lun was very curious. He could traverse the Bloody Shore Lost City only with the guidance of that enchanting voice and, according to Yao Xing’s sayings, he was the only one who could make it through.

So, how did this bewitchingly beautiful person manage to do it? Could he have received guidance too? Impossible!

"Excuse me, do you know how to cross this Blood Sea?" asked Suo Lun.

The man looked startled and then shook his head.

"My name is Suo Lun. May I have the honor of knowing your esteemed name?" Suo Lun asked.

The man looked startled again, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "My name is Jiang Xue!"

Jiang Xue? Also surnamed Jiang?

Suo Lun was immediately reminded of someone, a person of unparalleled strength!

Then, Suo Lun thought of another pressing issue.

Firstly, how to cross the Blood Sea and enter the temple?

Secondly, once inside the temple, there would certainly be only one Dragon Mark relic, but to whom should it belong?

If it came to taking it by force, a thousand Suo Luns couldn’t overpower Jiang Xue.