Time was running out, so Ju Cheng and others took Zhuo Yifan directly to the center of Qingtian City, which is the entrance to the secret realm... the City Lord's Mansion!
This City Lord's Mansion is the center of the entire Qingtian City. It is said to be the City Lord's Mansion, but no one has ever lived in it. It is a huge palace.
Zhuo Yifan was secretly surprised. The architectural style here was indeed the same as that of the underground race. Everything pursued roughness and hugeness. Whether it was the palace gates or various sculptures, they were all extremely huge.
The city lord's palace looks like a huge temple, and even the occasional stone chair is three times larger than normal.
Looking at this architectural style, Zhuo Yifan already knew it well.
But here, he did not see the statue of Buddha.
Among the statues of some strange beasts are the wilderness stone wolf and the lion rock beast, which look very ferocious.
This protective formation is hidden deep underground in the city lord's palace.
In addition to Gu Cheng and Li Qing, there were more than a dozen Mahayana masters accompanying them. Qingxuan was also left outside, because the pressure of the temple was so great that no one except the Mahayana could withstand it.
Some of these masters are already showing their age, which is simply incredible.
These people have spent their whole lives and probably can't figure out why they can't make a breakthrough.
However, the Mahayana masters have begun to show signs of "aging", and this is the first time Zhuo Yifan has seen this.
Ju Cheng seemed to understand Zhuo Yifan's doubts and explained: "The lifespan of a master in the Mahayana period is ten thousand years. If you cannot break through before the end of your life, you will still perish."
Zhuo Yifan understood that although monks seemed to have a long life, most of their time was actually spent on searching for various materials and practicing. In order to pursue a higher realm, some monks even stayed in seclusion for thousands of years.
What's more, in order to defeat the enemy, they will not hesitate to burn their own lives to convert into combat power. This leads to the fact that no matter how long their life span is, they feel that it is not enough.
And these people trapped in the secret realm basically have no hope of ascending and have been stagnant in one realm for a long time. When they reach the limit, they will naturally die.
There is nothing that can be done about this. The practice of monks is to go against heaven and compete with heaven and earth for resources. This process is extremely cruel. If you cannot move forward, you will be eliminated.
Gu Cheng was very familiar with the terrain here and led everyone to the main hall and stood in front of a huge statue.
Zhuo Yifan was stunned.
This statue was exactly the same as the one he saw in the underground hall. It was still a good and evil double-faced man, with three heads and six arms, holding various weapons.
The only difference is that this time Zhuo Yifan did not feel any pressure from the statue.
On the contrary, this statue gave him a familiar and friendly feeling.
The devil's heart beat wildly uncontrollably.
Zhuo Yifan felt that there seemed to be a suction force in the statue, causing him to step forward involuntarily.
There was a surprise in Gu Cheng's eyes, and the eyes of everyone behind him were also very complicated, ranging from excitement to disappointment.
You know, I came here with full confidence, thinking that I would be recognized by the statue, but in the end I was disappointed.
When someone else does something that you cannot do yourself, you always feel a little disappointed.
Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand and pressed it on the calf of the statue. A familiar wave of source power came from the devil's heart. A ripple appeared on Zhuo Yifan's hand, and the runes flickered, turning into the power of rules.
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Click!
On the calf of the statue, a portal suddenly opened, swallowing Zhuo Yifan in. Then, the portal closed tightly, the light disappeared, and everything seemed like an illusion.
Ju Cheng waved his hand excitedly: "Lord Mo Chen is indeed the number one fortune teller in the three realms. His miraculous calculations are astonishing to the past and the present!"
Li Qing said with a complex expression: "I hope he can succeed, find the source crystal, and save us from the sea of misery!"
A master whose life is short said: "Since I came here, I have wanted to escape all the time, but the beasts outside are guarding the passage. Even if all of us add up, there is not enough for them to fill their teeth. I hope Zhuo
Yifan can find a solution."
Another old man who shared the same illness also said: "In fact, we have long discovered that there is a problem with the rules here. No matter how long we practice here, we will not be able to break through the realm. The only hope is to get out of here and seek opportunities. Perhaps, this is really what we have
An opportunity.”
Another old man pondered for a moment and said, "Have everyone made up their minds?"
These three people are the real ancestors and the first surviving human monks to enter this place. Those who were earlier than them have already passed away.
Gu Cheng said boldly: "What else is there to consider? Zhuo Yifan is the destined man. If it weren't for him, we would probably have become the prey of the Lion Rock Beast."
Li Qing said in confusion: "Seniors, what do you want to do?"
"If Zhuo Yifan passes this test and is truly destined, we will lead everyone to surrender. What monks pursue in their lives is endless realms, but we believe that Zhuo Yifan's achievements in this life are definitely not limited to the lower realms.
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Together, the three elders made this important decision that affects the future of tens of millions of people.
Zhuo Yifan felt as if he had entered a warm world, with a feeling of... coming home.
His heart was filled with an inexplicable joy.
What appeared in front of me were rows of huge mazes.
This maze is composed of countless passages, but now in Zhuo Yifan's eyes, it is a series of regular threads, criss-crossing, seemingly independent, but connected.
Zhuo Yifan didn't even look at it, and just strode towards the passage.
The ever-changing maze is as familiar as being in your own back garden.
Of course, this is not Zhuo Yifan's ability, but the guidance of the devil's heart. He just moves forward according to the guidance in his heart.
Zhuo Yifan walked through this maze that had stumped countless predestined people and arrived at the core of the maze.
That is the intersection of all regular threads, and all space mazes are gathered here. Similarly, from here, all space passages can be accessed.
Zhuo Yifan looked at all this in surprise, his mood suddenly calmed down, he was neither sad nor happy, it seemed that everything was natural.
But in the void ahead, where many regular threads are entangled, there is an independent space.
His body floated up and stood directly in the space.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan felt the mysterious stone between his eyebrows tremble, as if it wanted to break out of his body.
Zhuo Yifan was immediately taken aback and quickly suppressed the impulse.
At this moment, he finally understood why Shen Moyun said that the devil's heart came here, because the position he was at at this moment was the center of the entire maze, which was the heart of the maze.
The devil's heart is actually the heart of this maze!
Feeling the return of the devil's heart, countless regular threads around him suddenly "came alive", extending out one by one, like tentacles, instantly wrapping Zhuo Yifan.
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