C1919
C1919
Their leader was known as the God of Heaven, who was omnipotent. Anyone who was able to enter would be protected by the God of Heaven, and on the contrary, anyone who angered the God of Heaven would be punished.
Ye Cheng parked the carriage outside the Tujia stronghold, took off his sunglasses, and walked towards the big gate made of thick and sturdy tree trunk. Although he did not want to come here prematurely, he knew that he had to leave the day Old Xu returned to the North Side.
A sharp arrow stood in front of Ye Cheng's toes. He raised his head and saw two people standing on top of the Tower, and both of them were pointing their bows at him. Their eyes were filled with a cold ruthlessness.
"I am Ye Cheng, I am here to bring someone."
The two on the stage looked at each other, and then one of them left, while the other never shot an arrow at Ye Cheng.
Not long later, the wooden door opened and Ye Cheng walked in.
Behind the door was an entire street leading to the main hall. On both sides of the street, there were well-arranged shops. There were also small vendors in front of the shops. Passers-by looked at him curiously.
The moment the wooden door closed, someone went forward and searched his body, taking Ye Cheng's two military blades and an uncommon gun.
The guard pointed to the main hall, indicating that he should head there by himself. From beginning to end, this person had never spoken to him.
Along the way, Ye Cheng discovered that the people here were all very interesting. They were curious about him, but they did not openly comment and from their expressions it could be seen that they were not unfamiliar with the name Ye Cheng.
The interior of the Tujia stronghold was simple, the affairs of the people were simple. Walking here, Ye Cheng felt a sense of tranquility that he had never felt before. However, he would not lower his guard against the Tujia stronghold because of this feeling of disparity. For a place that was cut off from the rest of the world, if one did not have strength, they would not bring such a strong feeling of existence to the capital. If they hadn't known that the three great families had only left a portion of their scouts behind after annihilating the gates of hell and had stayed away from this place for decades, the existence of the Tujia stronghold was likely one of the reasons.
It was possible that the Tujia stronghold was a part of the Ghost Gate, and Ye Cheng believed in that more and more.
Ye Cheng thought slowly in his heart. He suddenly had the feeling that a holy warrior was brave enough to challenge the Twelve Palaces, but unfortunately, he wasn't a star. He didn't have Zi Long and Ah Shun, nor did he have a goddess like Athena who was summoning him.
One thousand and one steps. One had to pass at least three stages to reach the main hall on every three hundred platforms. Those who could make it to the end would have the opportunity to meet with the chief.
Stepping onto the first platform, two beautiful young girls walked out. Their entire bodies released the fragrance of virgins, and their eyes were seductive and lovely, twisting their waists and legs like two snakes circling and dancing around Ye Cheng. There was a luring sweetness in their eyes, as though if they were sucked dry of their soul just by looking at them.
Ye Cheng smiled towards the two girls. He had seen many beauties before, if one were to talk about beauties, these girls did have the ability to make men kneel, but he did not expect them to seduce in the first round.
Just as Ye Cheng was thinking about this, a porcelain cup appeared in front of him. The girl gave him a faint smile and made a gesture to toast him, indicating that he should finish the wine.
If he refused, he could get poisoned after drinking it. If he did not drink it, he would leave the other party tongue-tied. There were many clans with such customs. If one did not drink wine at the door, they would not give face. If one drank, they would feel bad. Could it be that this test wasn't about luring him into drinking alcohol?
After drinking the two cups of wine, Ye Cheng did not feel any changes in his body. He looked at the two young girls who were dancing in front of him, and then scattered to the left and right, opening up a staircase to a higher level.
The first stage had ended just like that, which made it hard for people to guess the meaning of the Tujia stronghold's chief's words. Ye Cheng quickly walked up the stairs, and came to the second platform.
He would rather die than be wronged, I guess. I'm both a beauty and a good drinker, I know better than to send Ye Cheng on his way.
The executioner indicated for Ye Cheng to choose a method of death. Ye Cheng shook his head, he was not an idiot, if he had nothing to do, he would choose death instead.
The executioner raised his eyebrows, once again, it was Ye Cheng's choice. He glared at him with anger, but this time, Ye Cheng stood at the top and looked down at the entire village.
600 steps, at least 10 meters tall. Looking out from here, the doors were as small as chopsticks. The shop that received them only had the eaves left, while the people below looked like moving balls. Looking up at the sky, there were still four hundred steps left, at least ten more meters. In such a tall hall, the Secretary of the Logistics Department should be tired of it.
Thinking about it, Ye Cheng became even more curious about what was waiting for him in the main hall. He went around the executioners and climbed up the stairs. A strong wind blew behind him, and he dodged to the left. The blade of the sword cut a wall of dust and was blown away by the wind.
The executioner did not make a move, he did not rush up the stairs, but stepped to the side with his two hands holding onto his blade and slashed at Ye Cheng, this time with a cold gust of wind, coming straight at Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng was shocked, such an unremarkable man already had such ability, then wouldn't the three protectors' powers be even harder to see through? As he thought of this, he didn't delay his actions. When the strong wind hit his side, he bent his legs and crossed his legs. With his left foot as the center, he swung his right leg in a half arc and aimed at the machete behind him.
Clang!
The blade head was kicked away, while Ye Cheng also followed suit and flew up. When the executioner withdrew his hands to block, Ye Cheng reached out with both of his hands to grab the sharp blade.
The executioner stepped forward and lowered his body, using his force, he did not make a single move with his machete, he stared at Ye Cheng in shock, laughing out loud, he raised two of his fingers and placed it between his machete, and shouted out, and cut the heavy machete into two.
The power of the deadlock suddenly collapsed, and the executioner, who had no time to react, was forced back, unable to defend against the rebound force. He pushed his way to the edge of the stairs, and after missing a kick, he fell back.
Seeing that, Ye Cheng flew up, using the force of the kick to jump towards the place where the executioner fell, in the instant he rolled, Ye Cheng grabbed him by the collar, and brought him back to the platform, saving his life.
The executioner was surprised. He opened his mouth wide, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.
"Thanks!" Ye Cheng threw his broken blade towards the tiger head. Peng! The heavy guillotine blade was cut into two halves by the short blade. Ye Cheng had already appeared on the third platform.
His strength and speed suddenly manifested. Only those who had fought with Ye Cheng before would know, that his terrifying strength was not because of his own strength, but an unexpected change.
After stepping onto the third platform, Ye Cheng was still a hundred and one steps away from the main hall. On this relatively short path, three people stood in a straight line.
According to common sense, on a flight of stairs with a slope, even if the distance was closer, three points and one line couldn't completely block it. Moreover, on a thirty flight of stairs, three points forming a line was possible.
"Pardon me, Ye Cheng only wants to bring back his brothers, he does not want to fight, I hope the three protectors can let him go."
The man standing at the front was dressed in a short braid and looked quite capable. He had a mustache and a braid that was the same as the braid on the back of his head.
Hearing Ye Cheng's words, Plaits shook its head. When he turned to the side, his spinning foot and the air current merged together, as if splitting the air apart.
Ye Cheng's scalp went numb. He would rather lose his memories than believe what he saw.
"Please!"
"Can you refuse?"
Ye Cheng had a lot of doubts in his heart regarding the strange space. From the East Ocean to the Hong Kong Island, he walked countless of rounds, both inside and outside, and when he arrived at the capital, the place that he should not have appeared at the most.
"Reject?"
Plaits raised his eyebrows, and the rod in his hand released a clanging sound which produced an effect in the strange airflow. The sound wave filled the entire staircase and rushed up from below like a wave, forcing Ye Cheng to move towards the alternate dimension.
Xiao Que made a gesture of invitation, Ye Cheng looked at the incoming wave and sighed, then quickly rushed into the dimension.
The ground that he was stepping on was soft and weak. Every step he took felt like he was stepping on thin air!
Ye Cheng walked carefully, the scenery around him had just happened in this alternate dimension. It's a living thing that turns what people think into reality, and walking around here is like living in the past.
Ye Cheng habitually touched his back, only then did he remember that the blade had been taken away, he no longer had his own defensive weapon, so Ye Cheng casually picked up a stick to defend himself, but realised that it was extremely light.
In this alternate dimension, one could not trust the eyes, much less the heart. This place was extremely dangerous. Ye Cheng was extremely careful as he stepped onto the node with every step, and he remembered clearly what Mei Zi had said. No matter what kind of space it was, there would always be nodes of one's own that were unique to it.
As he tried Mei Zi's chant, Ye Cheng moved left to right as he discovered the first node. Following the regular pattern, they advanced about 5 meters and found a second node. At this point, you should turn right, walk five steps down, and take three horizontal steps to reach the boundary of space.
With ambition in his heart, Ye Cheng reached the border. He was instantly stunned as he saw a tall wall. Was it wrong? Could it be that it's not a word reciting method? "
Carefully sizing up the high wall, Ye Cheng turned his head to look, the area that he had walked past was already blurry, and it was impossible to return, but to advance, he had to pass through this wall.
What kind of plane is this! Ye Cheng gloomily kicked at the high wall, producing a sound similar to metal.
Hiss!
Ye Cheng took two steps back and raised his head. Isn't that the bronze door of the Spirit Cliff Cave? Why did it appear here?
"Ye Cheng! If you can break through this door, you can take away your subordinates. "
A cool voice came from all directions. There weren't many men that could have such a pleasant voice. Ye Cheng suddenly felt that his anxious mood had been pacified by this flow. He sat cross-legged and stared at the bronze door in front of him. Everyone wanted to see what was behind the door, and he wanted to know even more.
"If I can't break it, will I be trapped for the rest of my life?"
"If you are a Young Lord of a ghost sect, it will obey your every word."
Ye Cheng revealed a mocking smile. "Everyone thinks I'm a ghost, because I don't want it to come true." "I hope that you will keep your word. If my men lose a single strand of hair ?"
"Let's talk after you can break this door!"
In terms of arrogance, a clear stream person would definitely not lose to Ye Cheng. The meaning behind his words was that he did not think that Ye Cheng could break through this door.
Ye Cheng stood up and scanned the entire space, quickly finding the source of the voice. At the top of the iron gate, there was a bunch of Gray Shadow s. He snorted coldly, untied his belt, stepped on the bronze door with his right foot and flew up, swinging his belt towards the Gray Shadow.
With two clicks, the Gray Shadow fell down and split apart, falling out of the two sphere projector pieces that were shattered by Ye Cheng's stomp.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Ye Cheng stood nervously at the bronze door, his back leaning on the hard object. Only when he turned his head did he realize that the space around him had already shrunk to such a close distance.
"Space has shattered. If you still can't open the bronze door, you can only apologize."