Huang Yi traveled across the ocean, climbed over mountains and ridges, and finally came to the Temple of Death.
Strictly speaking, the Temple of the Dead is not a palace building in the ordinary sense, but a large area of remains.
Looking around, there are countless huge skeletons scattered on the ground, some humanoid, some like various beasts, and some with no rules and no discernible species. They are like high mountains standing on the ground, with Yin Qi.
dense.
Compared with these huge skeletons, Huang Yi is as small as an ant.
These skeletons were transformed into buildings, and the interior spaces were palaces. They seemed chaotic, but a mysterious formation layout could be felt in the chaos.
This is the core area of the Death Star. Once there were passages from all the worlds leading here. Countless creatures came to make pilgrimages every day. Leaders of countless worlds willingly queued up for hundreds of years in order to pay homage to the God of Death.
But at this time, the place was deserted and desolate, without even a guard, and it became a desolate and dead place.
Huang Yi frowned. Did the people in the Temple of Death disperse after the death of the God of Death? Otherwise, there should be people guarding such an important place.
Huang Yi flew past the skeletons and finally came to a huge standing humanoid skeleton.
The other skeletons fell to the ground, but this skeleton stood on the ground, maintaining the same posture as when it was alive. Its two empty eye sockets looked down at the earth and the world, with an astonishing momentum.
This is the main hall of the Temple of Death. It was in this skeleton that the God of Death once received messengers from all over the world.
Huang Yi flew into the huge left eye socket of the skeleton and entered the inside of the skull.
The place is empty, and a huge bone throne hangs alone in the air, seemingly covered with the dust of history.
Under the hanging bone throne, there is a large bottomless hole, showing a fleshy dark red color. It seems to be the former esophagus of this skeleton, which has not rotted over the long years.
Judging from this layout, this humanoid skeleton is the center of all the skeletons on this land, and the white bone throne is located in the brain of this skeleton, vaguely reflecting the status of the throne that rules everything.
Huang Yi stared at the bone throne for a while, then finally flew over and sat down unceremoniously.
"Boom!" The moment he sat down on the throne, a loud noise suddenly came from deep in the esophagus below, as if something rushed up from below, and the whole skeleton was shaken.
, like an earthquake.
"Hoo!" Raging green flames spurted out from the esophagus, engulfing the entire space in the skull at once.
Green flames spurted out from the two huge eye sockets, like two faint green eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the skeletons scattered on the ground in the distance were ignited one after another like a beacon fire, and their eye sockets were ignited one after another, spreading continuously into the distance.
In the end, this dead land was all lit up, like a green ghost town, with green flames dancing in the eye sockets of each skeleton, and the spectacle was filled with eerie beauty.
Huang Yi's sitting seemed to activate the Temple of Death and rejuvenate it. He was bathed in the green flames and did not feel any burning sensation. The green fire was even a little cool, like a will-o'-the-wisp.
At this time, among the illuminated skeletons in the wilderness outside, clouds of translucent smoke suddenly rose up, condensing into human figures, and pouring in from all directions.
They got into the two eye sockets, flew into the hall, and knelt down in front of Huang Yi.
"The King of Ernst's World, Kalutes, has come to meet with the God of Death!"
"The leader of the flying spirit world, King Yu, comes to meet Lord Death!"
"The leader of the Void God Cult, Xu Cangling, came to meet with the Lord Death!"
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One by one, the translucent figures knelt down in front of the Bone Throne and announced their identities one after another with a respectful tone.
These people come from various worlds and forces. They are the supreme leaders of these worlds and forces. They control the life and death of hundreds of millions of creatures. But at this moment, they are kneeling in front of Huang Yi like servants.
At that time, the reputation of the God of Death spread throughout countless worlds, and countless creatures believed in the God of Death. For a period of time, even the first world believed in the God of Death. Those who made gods would go to the demon world after becoming gods.
, visit the God of Death in person.
Soon, a large number of people knelt down in the entire huge skull space. They were so densely packed that they represented various forces, too many to count.
"Obat pays homage to the God of Death!" At this moment, a familiar voice rang.
A white old man walked out of the crowd. His hair, eyebrows and beard were all white, and even his eyes were white. In addition, he had a real body, not just a translucent form like the others.
"Obat, you're here!" Huang Yi nodded and smiled at him, like an old friend, without assuming a condescending attitude.
This old man was the previous warden of the Hero Prison. He was the one who handed over the management of the Hero Prison to Huang Yi. The last time Huang Yi came to the Death Star through the Gate of Heaven, he also helped Huang Yi refine the Book of Heroes and completely control it.
The prison of heroes.
"Actually, I am the first one to come to the official audience!" Obat said, turning his head to glance at the group of translucent figures, with a hint of ridicule on the corner of his mouth, and said: "They are just soul clones. I just noticed it.
When there was new movement in the Temple of Death, they quickly separated a ray of soul from all the worlds to find out the reality, but the main body did not come. When the Death God was still there, how could they dare to come with just a ray of soul?
To meet the Lord Death, no matter how powerful the leader of the force is, he must come to meet him in person."
"That's it!" Huang Yi nodded. He had long noticed that something was abnormal. These translucent figures kneeling in front of him looked respectful and polite, but they were all very...
The stylized tone seems to be just to show off.
A trace of sadness flashed in Obat's white eyes, and he said: "At that time, there were too many leaders of forces who came to see them. Not to mention this hall, even the wilderness outside was so crowded that many leaders of forces had to queue for several hours.
It takes a hundred years to see the God of Death. After the death of the God of Death, his influence has been fading. Now that the God of Death is dead, most of the forces no longer believe in the God of Death. Now there are only a few who come to see him, and
Those who come are just some soul clones, and there is no sincerity at all."
Huang Yi nodded thoughtfully and continued to ask: "What about the Temple of Death itself? I flew all the way here and found that the Death Star was much quieter than last time. I didn't even see an angel. Did something happen?