"Beware of ambush." Luo Shengyi said succinctly.

  Although this situation made him a bit wary and worried, he couldn't just give up. Without the "Star Plucking Hand", it would be impossible to seal the Demon's Tomb, and if the main quest failed, even relying on killing the opposing camp's Reincarnators to make up for it wouldn't work unless he caught up with Gu Xiao San first.

  His reminder was a normal concern, so Meng Qi, who didn't have enough experience in the Jianghu, could also think of it. The exposed skin on his body shone with a dark golden light, as if he were a bronze statue, walking steadily and firmly forward. His whole body was surrounded by a crimson aura, closely following behind Meng Qi, fully alert for any signs of the enemy.

  Two elders of the Star-Picking Tower walked on both sides, searching for places with traces nearby that were suitable for ambushes. Jiang Zhiwei and Luo Shengyi were a bit spread out, their scouting range was relatively wide, after all, this ancient ruin occupied a vast area, it was possible that the enemy was hiding in buildings far away.

  As a result, several people's speed began to slow down, but this was also an unavoidable thing. If they rashly chased after them, they might fall into the demon sect's trap.

  At this point, the remnants of Gu Xiao and Di Zun were extremely rare. If it weren't for the two elders of Zhai Xing Lou who were familiar with the affairs of the desert and had rich experience in Jianghu, Meng Qi would have been lost long ago. At this time, everyone was struggling to keep up, walking and stopping, and finally arrived at the dilapidated temple standing in the center.

  "Is this the Demon Lord's temple?" Meng Qi found that it was very similar to the broken temple where they had taken shelter from the sandstorm, and could even be said to be exactly the same in terms of shape and characteristics, only differing greatly in scale, with this temple being five times larger than the broken one.

  The elder of the Chen family carefully examined it and nodded slightly: "It is indeed a temple for worshiping the Demon Lord, from its size, the scale of this ruin may be one of the main temples at that time. However, with the immortal's gift of divine weapons, the demon tomb was sealed, and the demon cult's power dwindled. Now only the top of Holy Fire Mountain has one left."

  "Could it be that they can borrow the power of the demon tomb in this temple?" Meng Qi, although inexperienced in Jianghu, still had a broad "vision", and couldn't help but guard against this possibility.

  The elder with the surname Chen thought for a moment and said uncertainly: "Perhaps, in any case, we must be extremely cautious."

  After another routine search, Meng Qi stood up, his body like a bronze Arhat statue, holding the dark red Town Evil Knife, and stepped into the temple gate first. This time, Jiang Zhiwei raised her sword to protect him by his side.

  For some reason, the temple is exceptionally clean, and there isn't a speck of dust anywhere. This forms a striking contrast with the ruins outside that are buried in yellow sand, which is quite mysterious.

  In front of the temple, a statue of the god was enshrined, different from the one in the broken temple. This statue was well-preserved, allowing Meng Qi to catch a glimpse of the demon lord's "demeanor".

  It has a light black base, three heads and six arms. Some faces are ferocious, some hateful, some indifferent. The only commonality is that there is a pitch-black devilish mark on the brow of each head, evil and filthy. Among the arms, some hold swords, some carry knives, some hold seals, some raise bottles, and some palms turn wheels.

  And the most striking one was the one in front of him, with a palm as wide as two palms, fingernails like swords, extending three inches, and dense black patterns on the back of his hand, exuding an eerie, evil, decadent, and bloody aura that made people's heads spin, also making them feel an unimaginable hatred, hating heaven for being unfair, hating earth for carrying things, hating humans for being happy, hating objects for not belonging to him, hating the trouble of cause and effect, hating fate for being cruel, and hating himself for not killing enough.

  A statue that looks ordinary, yet gives people such a strong feeling, as if it was not carved by an ordinary person!

  "I've heard that the founder of the Demon Sect is a master craftsman, and now that I see him, it's indeed true to his reputation." Elder Chen sighed.

  Suddenly, Luo Sheng took a step back, gently shaking his head, which startled Meng Qi into raising his sword, thinking an enemy was launching a surprise attack.

  "No." Luo Shengyi hastily spoke up, rubbing his temples, "I was just too focused on the flower pattern on that palm, trying to distinguish it, and as a result, I was mentally exhausted, dizzy and disoriented."

  You must want to remember these extraordinary patterns... Meng Qi muttered, even if this is just a mortal carving of the Demon Sect's master, it's hard to get a true magical aura, but at least there's a hint of mystery.

  He now recalls, only to find that he can't remember those patterns, and even with a slight effort to observe them, emotions such as killing intent and hatred will surface, almost losing control of himself.

  "Don't dawdle, you can find something to print when you get back." Jiang Zhiwei reminded.

  The crowd lured by the demon master's image suddenly came to their senses and began searching for traces of Gu Xiao Sang and Di Zun in the grand hall.

  Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei remained still, standing in the center, ready to provide timely assistance when others were attacked.

  "When I heard the legend of the Demon Lord before, I felt a bit familiar. Now that I see this demon statue, I finally remember why it feels familiar." Suddenly, Jiang Zhi's melodious voice like a yellow oriole rang directly in Meng Qi's ears.

  She is sending a secret message.

  Meng Qi had already been taught by her master the art of transmitting sound into the ear, and she mimicked him, saying: "Why?"

  "Because in our world, there is also a legend of the Demon Lord, one of the most powerful beings of the Mythological Era."

  "Is it just a legend?" Meng Qi was stunned.

  Jiang Zhiwei simply said: "Similar yet different, the legend here is that the Demon Lord broke through the nine heavens and was killed by an immortal, his remains falling to the ground. In our world's mythology, the Demon Lord led the nine evil demons and magical creatures of the demon realm in an attack on the heavenly court, triggering a catastrophic demonic calamity. In the end, he was killed by the Heavenly Emperor using the Heavenly Seal, and the demon realm was also destroyed in this war. The Nine You have since hidden themselves from the world."

  "It sounds almost the same......" At the same time, Meng Qi felt a thrill in his heart, this was too similar. The Nine Heavens, the Immortals, the Heavenly Court, and the Heavenly Emperor seemed to be no different. "What about the remnants of the Demon Lord in our world's myths?"

  "I'm not sure, because later on, the Heavenly Court fell, and there's no record of it. Perhaps the Xuan Tian Sect would know something about it." Jiang Zhi said thoughtfully.

  Xuántiān Zōng claims to be the successor of Tiāndì, because tens of thousands of years ago, their founding master discovered the ruins of the Heavenly Court at the bottom of Yùhuáng Mountain and obtained the Guāngyīn Knife and part of the Tiāndì Jade Book.

  Meng Qi thought that this demon lord wouldn't be that demon lord, but the level of strength in this world was also too low, wasn't it?

  "Capable of attacking the Heavenly Court, the Demon Lord's strength is truly terrifying. I wonder what realm he has reached?" Meng Qi asked in puzzlement.

  Jiang Zhi hesitated for a moment: "Rumor has it that the Demon Lord opened up a Demon Realm in the void, and its boundary strength can be imagined. Later, the Nine Heavens disappeared, the Heavenly Court collapsed, and the Heavenly Emperor fell. It is said that there was a hidden danger buried with the Demon Lord in one battle."

  She didn't know how many realms the Dharma Body was divided into, nor did she know if there were any other realms above it, and could only rely on hearsay descriptions.

  "Heavenly Emperor fell, Heavenly Court collapsed, who did it?" Meng Qi couldn't help but ask for the second time when Jiang Zhiwei mentioned this matter again, which was absolutely not something an ordinary powerful being could accomplish.

  She shook her head: "This is an ancient secret, only recorded that one day, the heavenly ladder broke, the heavenly court fell from the sky, and smoke and dust covered the earth for nine days. From then on, the Nine Heavens, also known as the Immortal Realm, completely disappeared."

  Meng Qi took a light breath, suppressing the doubts in her heart and shifting her attention back to Mo Zhu: "Zhi Wei, why did you remember the myth of our world as soon as you saw this statue of the Demon Lord?"

  What are its characteristics?

  "It's because of this." Jiang Zhi pointed to the most eye-catching demonic palm on the image of the Demon Lord, "In our world's mythology, the Demon Lord itself was just an ordinary member of the Nine You Evil Demons. Later, due to a combination of circumstances, it obtained the 'Demon Emperor's Claw', and then rose to become the destructive demon, and this looks very much like the 'Demon Emperor's Claw'."

  Mó Huáng Zhǎo, Meng Qí had seen it on the exchange list of the Six Paths Reincarnation Master, one of the top ten peerless divine weapons, worth tens of millions of merits, left behind by the Nine You Demon Emperor.

  According to the introduction of the Lord of the Six Paths, in the ancient era of Honghuang, the Demon Emperor was recreated by Dao Zun and escaped back to Jiuyou. Before sitting down, he made seven great magic spells, cursing all things. Later, his body disappeared, leaving only one claw. Whoever gets this claw will be possessed by the Demon Emperor and achieve unparalleled divine powers.

  However, the master of the Demon Emperor's Claw will be affected by the Seven Great Curses, gradually changing their personality and taking it upon themselves to destroy all things. Therefore, the Demon Emperor's Claw, the most polluted and extraordinary divine weapon, is the cheapest among the top ten.

  Meng Qi looked at that eerie and evil palm again, once more feeling the boundless hatred and destructive emotions.

  This time he watched more intently, soon feeling a sharp pain in his brow, his spirit was oppressed and his head spun, so he had to forcibly withdraw his gaze.

  "What about Mo Huang's claw later?" Meng Qi calmed down and asked.

  Jiang Zhiwei thought for a moment and said: "The Demon Lord was killed by the Heavenly Emperor, the Demon Emperor's Claw was lost, and then it was obtained again, becoming a legendary Demon King. However, in the late Mythological Era, the Demon King allegedly exhausted his lifespan and sat in meditation until he passed away. In the subsequent Middle Ages, the Demon Emperor's Claw appeared several times, each time bringing about catastrophic disasters that killed countless lives. It wasn't until 20,000 years ago that its last owner perished together with a certain powerful being, and only then did the Demon Emperor's Claw completely disappear without a trace."

  "Or will it be obtained by the 'Master of the Six Paths' afterwards." Meng Qi wiped his sweat, thinking that the Demon Emperor's Claw on the Master of the Six Paths' exchange list didn't have a "missing" mark.

  Jiang Zhiwei said seriously: "It's possible."

  Meng Qi was about to ask more questions when Elder Chen suddenly shouted loudly: "A secret passage has been found! They left from here!"

  The two of them collected their thoughts and walked behind the statue of the Demon Lord, where they found a stone slab with intricate carvings pushed open, revealing a deep and mysterious passageway.

  Pursue or not pursue?

  When they encountered the secret passage, Meng Qi and others naturally thought of the possibility of an ambush inside. However, due to various reasons, they decided to continue pursuing, but left Li Xinglong, the elder of Zhai Xing Lou, to guard the entrance. If something happened, he would immediately inform Chen Xinglong, the elder inside, with his Tong You Yi Neng ability, so as not to be cut off from their rear.

  Down the stairs, deep and dark, Meng Qi and others held a torch in one hand and tightly grasped their own weapons with the other. Luo Shengyi and Chen surname elder also proceeded cautiously, carefully checking both sides of the corridor for any hidden mechanisms or secret weapons.

  The road was clean and empty, except for stone slabs painted with the majesty of the demon lord, there was nothing, not even dust.

  After walking for a while, the front suddenly opened up, and it was a large underground hall.

  The hall was facing Meng Qi and others, where there was a strange stone gate with peculiar patterns on it, in five colors, dazzling and weird.

  In front of the stone gate, a pile of huge stones blocked it.

  In front of the giant stone, a skeleton-like man with a bear-like appearance sat cross-legged, his expression serene and joyful, his body thin and fleshless.

  "Respectfully..." It was the voice of Elder Chen.

  "Deadly finger..." This was what Meng Qi and others blurted out.

  Gu Xiao Sang actually killed Di Zun!