Chapter 1169

The Undead Legion accounted for at least half of his strength. If they were targeted by an enemy…

Lin Moyu thought deeply and far ahead. As his strength grew, he realized this more and more.

In a battle between the strong, even the slightest margin of error could not be afforded.

A single moment of negligence, a minor weakness seized by an opponent, and the outcome could be death and the end of one's path.

"It seems that, no matter what, I must go in."

Possessing immense curiosity toward ancient secrets, Lin Moyu indeed wanted to enter and investigate.

But it wasn't an absolute necessity; if there was real danger, he would decisively give up.

But now, he had to go.

Without figuring out why the skeletons had lost contact, he could not rest easy.

Lin Moyu focused his attention on the figures that had just appeared.

In just that brief moment, the number of figures had increased, with several more appearing.

Not only did figures appear in the cemetery on the other side of the gravel path, but black figures also appeared in the cemetery right beside him.

The black figures were somewhat illusory; only their human shapes could be distinguished, but their faces could not be clearly seen.

They ignored Lin Moyu, only caring about doing their own tasks.

Lin Moyu watched them, and after a moment, he clearly saw what they were doing.

They were cleaning the cemetery.

Some were wiping down the coffins, while others were sweeping the ground of the cemetery.

There was white dust in the cemetery, as well as fallen leaves drifting from the nearby woods, all of which were cleaned up immaculately by them.

But the dust kept falling and the leaves kept drifting; this cleaning was never-ending.

The black figures did not converse with one another. Each had a clear division of labor, and though they looked dull and wooden, they cleaned with meticulous care and absolute seriousness.

The black figures were phantom-like, seemingly dressed in uniform work clothes, but their internal forms still differed slightly, showing great variation.

Lin Moyu pondered for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat. He finally realized the identity of these cleaners.

They were the missing God Kings. The God Kings of various races had actually turned into cemetery cleaners here.

Lin Moyu couldn't help but wonder if, after entering, he would also end up like these people, becoming a cemetery cleaner.

For a split second, he had the urge to turn around and leave, even willing to abandon the three Skeleton God Warriors trapped inside.

But in the next second, Lin Moyu still stopped.

He couldn't just walk away like this. Whether for himself or for his skeletons, he had to enter the cemetery.

And he had confidence in himself; he was not someone ordinary God Kings could compare to.

If he fought with his life on the line, he could unleash combat power comparable to a God Venerable, meaning he wouldn't be completely defenseless.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Moyu stepped into the cemetery beside him.

He was only a step away from the cemetery. Stepping forward, it felt as if he had entered another world.

The mysterious aura of the cemetery enveloped him of its own accord, wrapping around him in an instant.

Lin Moyu shifted his gaze and found that he was already inside the cemetery.

He was not at the edge of the cemetery, but had directly arrived deep inside it.

The surroundings were densely packed with coffins, with narrow pathways left between them just wide enough for a single person to pass through.

The distant high mountain still existed, allowing him to use it to locate the direction from which he had entered.

However, Lin Moyu did not act rashly. Instead, he stood in place, completely motionless.

Under unknown circumstances, acting rashly was not safe.

The three Skeleton God Warriors that had previously lost contact now regained connection.

With a thought, the three skeletons quickly approached Lin Moyu, and soon, they came into his line of sight.

The three skeletons were not far from him. Whether it was entering the gravel path earlier or trying to go to the cemetery behind the path, they had actually failed to do so.

The three of them were actually in the exact same cemetery.

Lin Moyu let out a sigh of relief. "It seems that whether it's the cemetery or the gravel path, they are actually part of a single whole."

"Skeletons can move freely inside, but they lose all contact with the outside world."

"This place is like an independent world."

It wasn't like the relationship between a Small World and a Great World. Although a Small World was independent, it still ultimately depended on the Great World.

Yet the cemetery before him was like a true Small World, possessing its own laws.

Thinking of this, Lin Moyu tried to mobilize his power and found that the strength of his physical body and his laws still existed.

On the surface, his power was fully intact, but Lin Moyu was not pleased.

The feeling this place gave him was exactly the same as the Mysterious Manor.

Although the laws still existed, their effects were greatly weakened, making little difference whether they were there or not.

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Perhaps level and realm would also be restricted, but since he was only a True God 7th Rank, which was weak enough, he didn't feel any effect.

The ability to fight across realms was always his advantage, no matter the circumstances.

Seeing the three skeletons in his sight, Lin Moyu did not have them come over.

Instead, he released even more skeletons, with thousands of them rushing off in all directions.

The skeletons continuously transmitted information back. Although the messages were all identical, Lin Moyu still noticed something amiss.

What the skeletons saw were all coffins, endless coffins.

Occasionally, they would encounter black figures, who completely ignored the skeletons and went about their business.

Lin Moyu finally saw the true state of these black figures clearly.

The black figures were indeed God Kings of various races, including the Demon Race, Golden Eagle Race, Ox Demon Race, Human Race, and so on.

Without exception, these God Kings had lost their physical bodies; all that remained were their souls.

Their Soul Fires were very robust, and their souls were still intact, but they were very dull, lacking any intelligence.

Surrounding them was a mysterious force. This mysterious force controlled the black figures, driving them to perform cleaning tasks.

Lin Moyu felt a sense of vigilance rise in his heart.

As time passed, the skeletons ran further and further, and the scope of what they saw rapidly expanded.

Suddenly, several skeletons came running toward him from the opposite direction.

Lin Moyu was slightly startled. All the skeletons he sent out had gone in different directions, so how could they be coming toward him from the front?

There was only one possibility: they had already traversed the entire cemetery.

The cemetery had no boundaries, nor had they encountered the gravel path, let alone found the path he had used to enter.

The cemetery was large, but not that large.

Lin Moyu realized that he was trapped inside.

Chapter 1280: Gray Flames, Danger Descends

Lin Moyu tried many times, having the skeletons advance from different angles and directions.

But in the end, the skeletons would always meet, as if they had crossed a boundary and were sent directly from the far left to the far right.

This cemetery was like a game map; no matter which edge of the map one exited from, they would appear at the opposite boundary.

"The God Kings of the past must have been trapped inside like this."

"There is no danger for now, likely because the danger has not yet descended."

"If there were truly no danger, God Kings do not need to eat or drink, and their lifespans exceed ten thousand years; they wouldn't have ended up in their current state."

Lin Moyu pondered. He knew there must be danger in the cemetery, it was just that the danger had not descended yet.

Those God Kings who had once entered this place had all perished, their souls trapped here, deprived of their sanity, enslaved for eternity.

The skeletons had fully explored the entire boundary area. Knowing there was no result, he chose to give up on that.

Subsequently, the skeletons arrived before one of the former God Kings. Looking at the God King enveloped by the mysterious power, Lin Moyu ordered them to strike.

The Skeleton God Warrior's axe chopped toward the black figure.

This was a test. Lin Moyu did not want to see the reaction of the God King's soul, but rather the reaction of that mysterious force.

The axe struck the mysterious force, causing it to warp slightly. The axe passed right through the mysterious force, as well as the soul enveloped within it.

Nothing happened; the mysterious force remained completely intact, and the soul was similarly unharmed.

The Skeleton God Warrior's axe was like chopping through thin air.

"No physical body, or perhaps physical Immunity."

Lin Moyu thought of two possibilities. In the next second, he summoned a Skeleton Soul Archer.

Since physical attacks were ineffective, he would use a soul attack.

The Skeleton Soul Archer immediately drew its bow and released a Soul Arrow.

The Soul Arrow carried the Undead Law, possessing considerable power.

The Soul Arrow flashed past, hitting the target in the next second.

Outside the mysterious force, a transparent, illusory arrow appeared, yet the mysterious force remained completely undamaged.

Lin Moyu frowned. In the next second, more Skeleton Soul Archers appeared, and attacks fell like raindrops.

But it was useless. The mysterious force completely blocked the attacks, protecting the soul inside.

"Completely useless…"

Lin Moyu continued to try: Undead Gaze, Time Curse, and the Skeleton Divine General's sword qi.

Yet, no matter what kind of attack he used, he could do nothing to this mysterious force.

Throughout the entire process, the mysterious force even continued to control the God King's soul to clean the cemetery.

Leaves blew into the cemetery with the breeze, randomly appearing and scattering in some spot.

The dust in the sky was the same; as long as it entered the cemetery, it would randomly appear in some location, with no pattern to speak of.

Lin Moyu gave up on studying the God King cleaners and turned to studying the coffins instead.

The items in the cemetery were extremely monotonous; apart from the God King cleaners, there were only coffins.

The pale-white coffins were incredibly sturdy. The skeletons took turns trying, using all kinds of methods, but none could cause any damage to them.

Even the Skeleton King's sharp sword could not leave the slightest mark on them.

Lin Moyu deeply suspected that the material used to make the coffins was the same as the material used to make the graves.

The two only differed in color; their essence was the same.

Lin Moyu changed his approach: since he couldn't destroy it, he would try to open it.

However, the coffin still could not be opened; the lid seemed to be one single entity with the body of the coffin.

After trying every method to no avail, Lin Moyu was forced to give up.

"What exactly is the danger?"

Lin Moyu looked toward the distant high mountain, and he finally moved.

Since entering the cemetery, Lin Moyu himself had not moved at all.

Now, he finally walked toward the high mountain, his speed growing faster and faster.

The high mountain gradually grew larger in his vision, only by a tiny fraction, but it did not escape Lin Moyu's perception.

This indicated that his advancement through the cemetery was indeed bringing him closer to the high mountain.

But suddenly, his vision blurred, and the high mountain became slightly more distant once again.