Azure Luan Fire Phoenix

At the inner city wall, Han Ji's subordinate, dressed in grey and white, wearing plain clothes, let the rain soak his hair. He didn't move an inch, his eyes always fixed on the retreating mages. However, he knew better than anyone that while it was easy to break out, very few could actually return. Even Super Level Mage would perish in that mountain of corpses.

It was pitch black, and the magical light was extremely faint, as if it could be swallowed up by the overwhelming corpse energy at any moment. He could already see the army of Military Mage sinking into a sea of skeletons and Rotten Corpse, and the light was growing dimmer and dimmer.

It is certain that without any magical light shining, that team was completely wiped out.

By this time, the night was completely dark. The light from the magic swirling in the darkness grew increasingly faint, and the message could no longer be conveyed. All that remained was to stare at the boundless darkness and silently count down to destruction.

Sigh~

This is arguably the most painful time.

"Should we go out and provide support?" one of the association members who stayed behind asked, seeing his expression.

The mysterious gray-haired man shook his head. If reinforcements were really sent out, it was hard to say whether the city could hold out until dawn.

Their mission has always been to protect the ordinary people here and fight to the very last moment.

"My lord, a man claiming to be the Wei Ju Village has come to see me. He says he thinks he has seen the Imperial Tomb," an Imperial Mage hurriedly reported.

"Saw the Imperial Tomb? What does that mean? Where is he?"

"At the clock tower!"

Upon hearing this, the mysterious gray-white man was about to head to the clock tower when he saw a Super Level Mage return to the inner city wall.

The Demon Man was recovering his magical energy here was overjoyed when he saw this person and immediately went to greet him.

However, after a conversation, they realized the situation wasn't very good...

"Hunter King, come with us to the Bell Tower. Village Chief Xie Sang of Hua Village, seems to know something about the Imperial Tomb and is waiting there..." said the white man from the Mysterious Society.

"I'll wait here for the president and the others. You guys go ahead," Du Xiao said.

"All right..."

At the clock tower, a small Bronze Mirror, about the size of a palm, sits on an old table. A group of people are gathered around the table, their eyes fixed on the image reflected in the Bronze Mirror.

"It really is them!" Han Ji looked exhausted, but he couldn't contain his excitement.

After their battle, they thought that Mo Fan and the others had jumped into the Abyss of Evil and they had lost all contact with them. They could only wait, but unexpectedly, Xie Sang, the village chief of Hua Village, arrived and presented them with this bronze mirror. Now that they saw them, everyone was slightly excited.

As long as a few people are alive, there is still hope!

Lu Xu, who had just returned, was pale and injured, yet he refused to seek treatment. Looking at the others, he asked, "How are you?"

Han Ji replied, "I wonder how they dealt with that demonic lotus."

However, given the current situation, it's clear that nobody cares too much about this.

After all, this was clearly a step closer to the Ancient King. Once they reached the Ancient King, everything would become possible: cities wouldn't need to be buried, people wouldn't need to die, and even the undead army might recede...

Han Ji was actually more curious about what happened to Tang Miao, who jumped down with him.

"I thought they wouldn't be able to get past the front palace, after all, the Eternal Demon Lotus is indeed too magical, but the Bridge of Nine Deaths that follows... sigh, I hope they can get through this safely," Xie Sang said with a sigh.

"What is the Bridge of Nine Deaths?" the white man from the Mystic Society immediately asked.

"To reach the Altar Blood Throne, one must cross this Bridge of Nine Deaths. This is probably the most mysterious place in the Tomb Palace. The Ancient King allowed us descendants to enter his tomb, but he seemed to disapprove of a group of useless and mediocre people in his bloodline. So, while using the Sha Yuan to block outsiders, he also set up these tests for us descendants in the tomb. The Eternal Demon Lotus eliminates the weak, while the Bridge of Nine Deaths is mostly to select those who are qualified to see him," Xie Sang replied.

The old village chief's words were clearly a bucket of cold water poured on those who had just glimmered a spark of hope...

After all, Mo Fan and the other two were only Intermediate Mage. With their strength, it was hard to imagine how they could convince the Ancient King that they were qualified.

Time had passed unnoticed, and it was already past midnight. The roars of the undead grew increasingly fierce, and the golden barrier shook constantly. This was not the first time the powerful Corpse of the Mountain Peak had attacked the barrier, and more than half of those who fought against Corpse of the Mountain Peak had been killed or wounded.

The city, battered by storms, seems unlikely to see another dawn...

Inside the underground Tomb Palace, the Qilin had already absorbed all the energy from the flames and had even projected a scene onto Tang Miao...

From this scene, Tang Miao realized that when Ying Zheng was alive, these Totem Beasts were all his helpers!

Just like the Great Wall today, it was built by Ying Zheng after the Azure Dragon fell, using powerful Earth Element magic combined with its body.

This flame is the fire of the Totem Sacred Beast, the Azure Luan Fire Phoenix, which was once Ying Zheng's exclusive mount.

Although it ultimately perished for reasons unknown, a considerable amount of its power remained within that wisp of flame.

This wisp of flame can be said to be on par with a pseudo- Heavenly Seed!

However, the power was too immense; Tang Miao's current Fire Element strength was simply insufficient to absorb it. This is why it absorbed some of the power.

After the Qilin absorbed the fire, Tang Miao channeled the remaining fire into his body.

After absorbing the flames of the Azure Luan Fire Phoenix, Tang Miao could clearly feel that his Fire Element had directly reached the Intermediate Perfection!

His Demonization power was almost dissipating, but the moment the flames entered his body, he was fully revived...

Having obtained what he wanted, the Kirin Jade was now at peace. Tang Miao was naturally extremely satisfied; he had been grumbling before, but now that he had the Soul Fire, all that was left was "it's really good!"

However, the Ancient Capital was still in the midst of a catastrophe, and since he had already come here, he naturally could not sit idly by. So, Tang Miao left and headed outside.

At this time...

Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou ultimately stepped into the Death Gate together. Or perhaps it was because Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou went together that they encountered so much trouble. The Bridge of Nine Deaths was just a "decorative act".

After all, anyone could easily pass through that lousy Fanggu Fang Gu, so why did they encounter obstacles?

Isn't it simply because they're not related by blood?

After Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou had walked for a while, they suddenly saw "things" falling down from above.

The two paused, and as they looked up, they saw a silver vortex that had appeared out of nowhere, floating there like a cloud, and seemingly rotating slowly...

The black, drizzling "things" falling from the Silver Vortex were actually the undead!

The showers falling from the Silver Vortex were actually a rain of corpses. One after another, rotting Rotten Corpse, skeletons, and evil spirits were so dense that they resembled rain. Like Mo Fan and the others, they seemed to have just been swept into this isolated space, their eyes, filled with hatred for evil, still full of bewilderment!