Gathering

"Beibei, right?" a strong, clear voice rang out. ♡♢ 👌💢

Lin Feng and Fain were both startled. This War God had suddenly appeared next to Lin Feng, and what was most unsettling was that the War God had a gentle smile on his face. Even Fain had rarely seen his teacher smile.

"It's me." Beibei also looked at the War God.

The War God carefully examined Beibei and nodded, saying, "Even Lord Beirut was willing to let you enter the Necropolis of the Gods."

"What's there to be afraid of? If the boss goes, why can't I?" Beibei said proudly.

The War God smiled calmly and said nothing more.

Lin Feng only brought his Saint Domain True Body with him on this trip; his Wind Divine Clone and Life Divine Clone remained in the Underground Plane Secret Chamber for cultivation. Therefore, Lin Feng was unable to detect the War God's sudden arrival beside him.

Facing the rising sun, a group of people flew Extreme Speed into the depths of the Forest of Darkness. In just a short while, Lin Feng and his group, led by the War God, arrived at the core of the Forest of Darkness. This was the first time Lin Feng had ventured so deep into the Forest of Darkness.

"What will the legendary Beirut look like? Will he be a white-bearded old man, a wealthy elder, or perhaps someone pretending to be middle-aged?" Lin Feng was very curious.

In just a moment, a dark Metal Castle appeared before everyone's eyes in the Forest of Darkness. This castle was about the same size as Lin Feng's Dragonblood Castle, only a few miles in circumference. However, this castle was entirely black, formed from a peculiar black metal.

"This is Metal Lifeform?" Lin Feng clicked his tongue in amazement. "Truly peculiar."

"Everyone stay in the open square outside the castle and are not allowed to enter the castle without permission," the War God said indifferently, before flying directly into the castle himself.

At this moment, there are already quite a few powerful individuals outside this black Metal Castle.

"Many of these people are Saint Magus, probably brought by the High Priest," Fain explained to Lin Feng as he descended from the sky. Lin Feng nodded slightly. The Saint Realm experts of Yulan mainly belonged to the God-level experts. Although he was also considered a God-level expert, few people knew it.

"Don't go in one by one. This Metal Castle will automatically attack intruders," Fain shouted.

Actually, only Olivier, who was arriving for the first time, was unaware of this; everyone else was aware of it.

"Lin Feng, you've arrived." Hearing laughter, Lin Feng turned to look.

Desri, Hayward, and Higginson approached, and Lin Feng immediately went to greet them, "Mr. Desri, where is your wife? Didn't she come?"

"Her strength is still a bit weak," Desri laughed. "But speaking of which, I really have to congratulate you on having a magical beast like Beibei. Twenty or thirty years ago, Lord Beirut personally Soul Transmission to a few of us, and we were wondering which lucky kid would get Beibei as a magical beast?"

Lin Feng naturally understood this. Beirut's care for Beibei was no joke.

"The few of us—that is, myself, Rosalie, Tulilei, and Rutherford —are directly under the command of Lord Beirut," Desri explained. "On Yulan, the Saint Realm experts who are cultivating in seclusion are mainly divided into three groups: Lord Beirut, the War God, and the High Priest."

Lin Feng understood.

Although Yulan has five god-level powerhouses, Dylan and Cesar are both recent figures who have only appeared in the last few decades, so there are naturally fewer Saint Realm powerhouses who rely on them.

"Lord Cesar has arrived as well," Desri suddenly said.

Lin Feng looked up and saw Hise, wearing a loose robe and with a lazy smile on his face Cesar, flying towards the Metal Castle.

"You lot stay here and don't go in, or don't blame me if you die." A cold, indifferent voice rang out, and Lin Feng and the others couldn't help but turn their heads to look. They saw a young man wearing a dark gold robe, who looked strangely otherworldly, give instructions to the magical beasts that had come with him, and then enter the Metal Castle.

"It's Dylan!" Lin Feng had seen Dylan in person back in Fenlai City.

Behind Dylan were three "cats" and six Saint Realm- level magical beasts whose size had shrunk to the size of a human. Upon closer inspection, Lin Feng saw that the three "cats" indeed had wings attached to their bodies on their backs, and above their open eyes on their faces were two pairs of closed eyes.

It has six eyes and two wings.

"The Six-Eyed Golden Ni, a sacred beast of the Saint Realm, is the child of Dylan," Lin Feng thought to himself.

At this moment, one of the Six-Eyed Golden Ni also looked at Lin Feng, and suddenly all six eyes opened at the same time, grinning at Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, right? Thank you!"

Lin Feng responded with a faint smile.

"But you, you were born a little late. If you had been born three thousand years earlier, the fourth and fifth brothers wouldn't have died." The six-eyed golden lion murmured to itself. The two Six-Eyed Golden Ni beside it also glanced at Lin Feng. Then, the three Six-Eyed Golden Ni flew to the side and joined the six Saint Realm demonic beasts.

Deslie smiled at Lin Feng and asked, "Lin Feng, what's your relationship with those three brothers?"

Lin Feng simply smiled, but offered no explanation.

"In the past, very few magical beasts could enter the Necropolis of the Gods; only a few powerful Saint-level Saint Realm beasts from the Forest of Darkness could go in. Now, with the emergence of Dylan, even magical beasts from the Magical Beast Mountain Range can go to the Necropolis of the Gods," Hayward sighed.

Lin Feng glanced to the side.

The six Saint Realm magical beasts that were with the "Six-Eyed Golden Ni" were not ordinary magical beasts.

"It seems that four of them are the Saint Realm magical beasts that invaded Fenlai City back then. Or rather, they are of the same race." Lin Feng recognized them at a glance: the four were the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion, the Tyrannosaurus, the Earth Violent Bear, and the Violet-Eyed Gold-Haired Ape.

The one who stomped Kalan to death back then was the Violet-Eyed Gold-Haired Ape.

The only question is whether this Violet-Eyed Gold-Haired Ape Violet-Eyed Gold-Haired Ape ape is the same one that stormed into Fenlai City.

A large number of powerful individuals gathered here, including humans and magical beasts. The powerful figures lurking in various regions of Yulan had all come together today, and all the humans and magical beasts were talking quietly. At this moment, humans and magical beasts were like two equal races.

The sun had risen high in the sky, but the powerful Saint Realm in the open space in front of the Metal Castle remained patient and waited quietly. Suddenly, four figures flew out of the Life Castle: a domineering Martial War God, an elegant and detached High Priest, an eerie Dylan, and a lazy Cesar.

The four god-level powerhouses landed in front of the castle.

All the people and monsters obeyed their commands respectfully.

The High Priest High Priest, with flowing silver hair and a green-glowing mask, spoke, "Among you, some have entered the Necropolis of the Gods before, and some have not. But this time is different from the past. Therefore, I must carefully remind you of a few points."

The High Priest had a soft, medium-sized voice. It was difficult to tell whether he was male or female from his voice alone.

However, Lin Feng knew that the High Priest was a woman and had an affair with the War God, O'Brien. Of course, this was based on what Beibei said in the original book.

All the humans and magical beasts present listened attentively to the High Priest's reminder.

"Those who have been to the Necropolis of the Gods of the Necropolis of the Gods know that there are three passages leading to it. One is in the Forest of Darkness, one is on an island in the North Sea, and the third is deep in the South Sea." The High Priest's voice remained gentle.

The expressions of experienced and powerful individuals such as Desri and Fain began to change.

"Three thousand years ago, we entered the Necropolis of the Gods the Necropolis of the Gods from the bottom of the South Sea; two thousand years ago, we entered from the Forest of Darkness; and one thousand years ago, we entered from the islands of the North Sea. Every three thousand years is a cycle, and this time, we will enter the Necropolis of the Gods from the bottom of the South Sea." The High Priest's voice reached the ears of everyone, including the magical beasts.

The High Priest's voice seemed to carry a hint of amusement. "Now you know which passage we'll be entering, right? Those dozen or so experienced ones should also know the danger this time. Alright, Desri, you go and tell everyone."

"Remember, those who wish to give up can leave. Tonight, we will depart together." The High Priest's voice remained as gentle as ever.

Dylan's cold laugh rang out, "If you're scared, don't go. There's nothing shameful about it. It's not too late to give up now. If you get there and then run away in fear, that's what's truly shameful." The four god-level experts simply walked to the side and waited quietly for night to fall.

Desri then walked to the front of the group.

Desri's face was very gloomy. Lin Feng had never seen the refined Desri with such an unpleasant expression.

"Those who experienced the Necropolis of the Gods two thousand years ago and those who experienced Necropolis of the Gods a thousand years ago, listen carefully," Desri's voice was cold. "The Necropolis of the Gods is not one, but three. Three passages, naturally leading to different tombs!"

"Three?" Many people were surprised.

"The two Necropolis of the Gods, one on the North Sea island and the other in the Forest of Darkness, are dangerous, but not extremely so. With caution, most can survive. However, the Necropolis of the Gods that leads from the bottom of the South Sea is extremely dangerous," Desri said in a low voice. "I even think that out of our group of over eighty powerful individuals, even with the utmost care, we'd be lucky if a third survive."

"One-third?" Many Saint Realm experts exclaimed in surprise.

Many of them had been to the Necropolis of the Gods, but on their first two Necropolis of the Gods, they usually died at most, about a quarter of them. Now, according to Desri, it seemed that two-thirds of them would die.

"That's still being cautious. If they're too greedy, I estimate that out of eighty people, only ten will survive." Desri looked at the group before him. "Remember this: it doesn't matter if you die, but don't drag others down with you."

After saying that, Desri went straight back to Hayward and Higginson.

The atmosphere was very oppressive.

"What's there to be afraid of? The more dangerous it is, the greater the chance of obtaining Godhead and Divine Artifact." A voice rang out from the crowd.

"Take it if you're alive," Fain's cold voice rang out.

Fain's face also looked grim.

Desri, Hayward, Higginson all remained silent.

As night fell, not a single Saint Realm expert left. If they were afraid of even unknown dangers, then their Saint Realm would be far too weak.