Mu Lingbo and Mo Jiuling walked slowly towards the stone gate, going deeper and deeper, and the shadows behind them intertwined.
Xia Houyan and Xiao Qiao could only follow closely at this time, for fear that something might happen again.
Mu Lingbo stopped until he reached the pile of bones.
Scattered bones were piled randomly in front of the stone gate, blocking all areas leading to the stone gate.
No matter which direction you enter the stone gate, you must walk through this land of bones.
When Xia Houyan and Xiao Qiao finally approached, they stepped back in shock.
"This... these are human bones!" Xiao Qiao whimpered and held on to Xia Houyan tightly, "Master, it's too scary. I thought I could get out just by walking through the stone door!"
"Whoop, whoop, whoop!" The thousand-year-old raccoon cocked his head and looked carefully again, confirming that there was nothing he could do about these human bones, and he suddenly felt a little frustrated.
"Do you know what this is?" Mu Lingbo asked in a low voice.
Mo Jiuling replied calmly, "I have no clue! But you can just take a look around, there's nothing to be afraid of!"
With a 'swish' sound, the sword energy shot out from the sky washed out a path among the bones, leading directly to the direction of the stone gate.
However, before he stepped out, he saw the bones quietly returning to their original position as if they had come to life. After a while, the entire pile of bones returned to its original state.
Xia Houyan touched his chin, "The bones are blocking the way, but there's nothing we can do about it. Can't we just pass through it with Qinggong?"
Mu Lingbo laughed at him with a silly and innocent look, raised his chin slightly, and raised his eyelids, "See for yourself what that is."
Xia Houyan raised his head and looked strangely in the direction where Mu Lingbo's chin was pointing.
Under the dim light, the top was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.
"Master, why don't you come closer and give it a try?"
Xia Houyan tentatively came closer, raised his head and looked up at the sky, and felt a chill in his heart at this sight.
There is only a space as high as one person, and further up there are countless thin threads that are as dense as spider silk. The difference is that these threads are not white, but a very dim silver light, giving the cold and sharp feeling of a sharp weapon.
These threads are almost all over the sky. Unlike the soft and tough spider silk, each thread of this kind is stretched straight.
Like a piano string, one can feel the dense murderous aura at a glance.
Xia Houyan couldn't help but swallow his throat, "What is this..."
Mu Lingbo's scalp felt numb when he saw those lines, and he was very sad, "I don't know either."
She instinctively looked at Mo Jiuling, hoping to get an answer, but Mo Jiuling only glanced at her and said, "How do I know so much about the ghost clan?"
Xiao Qiao muttered, "Aren't you also a ghost tribe..."
Mo Jiuling only curled her lips and smiled without giving any explanation.
Seeing those fine threads made Xia Houyan feel uncomfortable all over. He felt that the threads were either going to entangle the person to death like five spider threads, or they were afraid that they could fly up using Qinggong and use the force of getting up to engulf the person's flesh.
All cut open.
Thin and tough threads can be used as weapons, even faster than swords.
"It's over, she's dead this time." Xia Houyan looked at the pile of bones on the ground that could move on their own, with a sad expression on his face, "I said she shouldn't be detoxified. I'm so rich, but in the end I died in this place and no one found me.
If you go to the underworld, you will be laughed at!"
Mu Lingbo stared ahead, "I detoxified her, but that doesn't mean I wasn't prepared. If you play tricks on us like this, you must return it the next time you see her."
