At the same time, a Lingcheng guard walked out of the crowd and appeared in front of Leng Xuan. After looking at it twice, the guard made a 'please' gesture and said: "Come with me." Seeing Leng Xuan,
Xuan followed the guard and left, and Yan Chengfeng immediately led everyone in pursuit.
Not long after, they came to a tall building. On the left and right sides of the building were the words 'life and death' engraved on them. And below the two words 'life and death', there was a door on each side. "Life and death." That name.
The guard pointed at the two doors and said, "You can choose either one to enter."
Leng Xuan asked: "Is there any difference?"
"The Gate of Life is born when it encounters life, and the Gate of Death is born when it encounters death." The guard said, "You have a quarter of an hour to make a choice, otherwise you will be deemed to have given up and will be expelled from the mausoleum city."
"How about you let me go?" Yan Chengfeng walked up to him and said. "My chance of success is higher." Leng Xuan said, "I'll do it." After saying that, he walked directly towards the death path.
Door. With his cultivation level, it doesn't make much difference which door he chooses.
"You have one day. If you can't come out within one day, it means you have failed." After saying the last rules, the guard stepped aside and invited Leng Xuan in. Standing in front of the death door, Leng Xuan
Xuan exhaled and walked towards the door.
As soon as he entered the door of death, he immediately felt a dark wind blowing from all directions. After looking around, he found that he seemed to have entered an independent space. The surrounding environment was chaotic and the light was very dark. In his ears
, only the sound of the cold wind blowing, and no other movement could be heard.
"Be born when you meet death at the door of death." Recalling the words of the guard, Leng Xuan secretly thought in his heart that the key to this sentence lies in the four words "live when encountering death".
Time passed slowly. Leng Xuan had been standing in this dark space for more than half a quarter of an hour, but the surroundings had not changed at all, with a strange silence. Suddenly, at this moment, a thin voice
came to his ears. With a quick glance, he soon saw that there was a small pit on the ground not far away, and the soil was pouring out from the pit. Then, a
Withered hands stretched out from the ground.
The withered hand crawled hard, and soon, the body of a mummy appeared in his sight. Looking at the mummy gradually approaching him, Leng Xuan did not take action immediately, but quietly
Observing. In his opinion, this so-called life and death situation cannot be that simple.
Sure enough, when the mummy came closer, it suddenly stopped moving forward and stood there quietly, motionless, like a stone statue.
At the same time, countless bugs suddenly crawled out of the mummy's body, densely packed and numbering in the thousands. The bugs were very small and looked like maggots. Their bodies were white and they were squirming quickly on the ground, approaching Leng Xuan.
In the blink of an eye, those white insects trapped Leng Xuan in the pile of insects.
When these white bugs trapped Leng Xuan in the center, they did not continue to approach, but slowly crawled around his body, forming a huge circle. From the mummy to the appearance of those white bugs, Leng Xuan always stood on the same spot.
There was no movement on the ground. Seeing those white bugs surrounding him, he tiptoed, trying to get away from the pile of bugs.