The black mist that filled the air was like pouring concentrated sulfuric acid, instantly eroding the soul, and the three light groups screamed like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
"ah!!!"
Although these diffuse black mist will not cause the soul to collapse and die quickly, the pain that is like soul-sucking and soul-refining is unbearable for them.
Shen Lang had sharp eyes and quick hands. He stretched out one hand and the magic weapon Soul-Swallowing Bottle appeared in his palm.
Activate the spiritual power, and a white light appears from the mouth of the bottle.
The three light groups flew towards the Soul-Swallowing Bottle in an instant, and were sucked away by the Soul-Swallowing Bottle with almost no resistance.
Hua Ziling's pretty face on the side was full of surprise. Shen Lang actually had a magic weapon that could absorb the soul. It was simply unheard of.
After absorbing the souls of three late-stage pill-forming monks, Shen Lang clearly felt that the soul power in the soul-swallowing bottle was full, and he could summon the withered bone demon that had been sealed in the storage ring for a long time.
"Let's go and see what's going on there?" Shen Lang said.
Hua Ziling nodded.
The two of them walked towards the dilapidated palace.
The surroundings of the palace were desolate, with mud splashing everywhere, pits everywhere, and a lot of traces of battles.
When the three monks at the alchemy stage entered just now, they pushed open the door to the entrance of the hall. Shen Lang and Hua Ziling could just see the scene inside from the outside.
The hall is not big, only about a hundred square meters of space, and it is dark inside.
The two used their spiritual vision skills and could barely see the scene inside clearly.
There is really an ancestral hall inside. There is a simple tribute table in the center of the ancestral hall, with three black tablets enshrined. Next to it are an incense burner and a tribute fruit plate.
The most eye-catching thing is the tribute fruit plate, which contains two golden fruits.
The golden light of the fruit shines, it is the Huiyang fruit.
"Is that golden fruit the legendary Yang-Returning Fruit?" Hua Ziling couldn't help but exclaimed.
"As you can see, it should be this thing." Shen Lang narrowed his eyes.
This time he also had two Yang Guo plants, so naturally he would not admit the mistake. The furnishings in this ancestral hall were exactly the same as those at the Xianyuan site, and the Gong Guo was also a Hui Yang Guo.
As the only spiritual fruit in this world that can prolong life for hundreds of years, Huiyang fruit is so famous that a Huiyang fruit can be exchanged for a top-notch ancient treasure.
Hua Ziling looked so excited that she couldn't help but go forward to get the fruit.
Hua Ziling immediately came back to her senses, took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper."
Shen Lang snorted coldly, looked around the interior of the ancestral hall, and frowned.
"How can it be?"
The three late-stage pill-forming monks who had clearly entered before, even if there were restrictions inside the ancestral hall, there should be three corpses.
But except for the tribute table, there was nothing in the ancestral hall, and there was no sign of corpses at all.
Could it be that the three corpses disappeared out of thin air, or that the restriction inside could instantly kill the three corpses into powder?
The latter doesn't make sense. If the restrictions inside were really that powerful, the three old men's souls wouldn't be able to escape.
"Could it be?" Shen Lang's eyes lit up and he thought of a possibility.
"What do you know?" Seeing Shen Lang's expression, Hua Ziling asked curiously.
"There are probably space cracks inside this ancestral hall." Shen Lang said quickly.
"What, a space crack?" Hua Ziling's heart trembled. Isn't Shen Lang's imagination too rich?
But think about it, it is really possible.
Space cracks exist in various ways, they may be visible to the naked eye, or they may be invisible. There are even some that can swim, float, and open and close on their own.
Basically all space cracks are unstable. If you accidentally encounter a crack and get sucked in, it will be instantly crushed into slag by the chaotic space. Even Nascent Soul stage monks cannot resist it.
There are only a very few stable space cracks, which are equivalent to a space node. After entering that stable space crack, you may be transported to another place in this world, which is equivalent to space teleportation.
The reason why Shen Lang thought of space cracks was mainly because he also encountered space cracks in the Xianyuan ruins, but they were stable space cracks.
He judged that the three late-stage pill-forming monks entered the ancestral hall and saw the Huiyang Fruit on the tribute table. They were dazzled by joy and tried to get the fruit. Then they were strangled by the space crack, and their souls barely escaped.
That makes sense.
In short, Shen Lang was greatly disappointed that there were no corpses of the three monks in the late stage of pill formation. He originally wanted to get trophies and ancient treasures from the three of them, but his plan failed.
Shen Lang glanced at the three tablets, which were engraved with a line of gold-plated fonts.
It says "Penglai Palace xx real person's spiritual place", such a pattern.
This should be the ancestral hall of the elders of Penglai Palace. It is simply unbelievable that there are spatial cracks.
As for the two Huiyang fruits on the tribute table, their value is extremely astonishing, far exceeding the trophies of the three pill-forming stages.
Shen Lang is still a little confused about things like the Huiyang Fruit. Although it is extremely valuable, a monk of his level dare not sell it, and Shen Lang is not short of life, so the Huiyang Fruit is a bit difficult for him.
Tasteless.
Even so, the Returning Yang Fruit is a top-notch treasure, and Shen Lang still wants to get it. If he can break through the Nascent Soul stage in the future and drop the Returning Yang Fruit, then he will be much better off in the Nascent Soul Stage.
"Shen Lang, if we avoid the space crack inside, can we get the Yang Fruit?" Hua Ziling on the side immediately asked Shen Lang.
"Try it."
Shen Lang waved one hand, and a series of qi swords condensed in front of him.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Under Shen Lang's control, the Qi Sword slowly flew towards the ancestral hall.
"Boohoo!"
A large number of air swords flew into the air and were sucked into a certain space.
With the naked eye, there are actually hundreds of small space cracks in the ancestral hall!
The two of them couldn't help but be stunned. This defense was almost airtight. No wonder the three monks in the Danjie stage died in an instant.
Moreover, these hundreds of space cracks are still moving around, but at a relatively slow speed.
Shen Lang fired thousands of air swords in succession before he figured out the specific location and movement direction of these space cracks.
This does not mean that there is no possibility of obtaining the treasure, but it means that you have to pass through many space cracks at an extremely fast speed, and you also have to resist the suction of the cracks.
Of course Shen Lang himself didn't dare to do this, but he came up with an idea.
He took out a coffin from the storage ring, unlocked the seal on it, and opened the coffin cover. Inside lay a two-meter-tall skeleton. The skeleton was like a crystal, emitting a bright stream of light. It was the Withered Bone Demon.
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Shen Lang then summoned the soul-swallowing bottle, and a large amount of soul power poured into the skull of the Withered Bone Demon. The Withered Bone Demon was immediately awakened, and two green lights glowed in its empty eye sockets.
The combat power of the awakened Withered Bone Demon is comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of pill formation, and Shen Lang can control it extremely finely, so he can use this thing to retrieve the Yang Fruit.
Under Shen Lang's control, the two-meter-tall skeleton stood up from the coffin and walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall.