"Everyone certainly believes in Wuyou Gong's promise."

"That's right, that's right!"

"Ah, yes, yes!"

Ji Jue mixed in with them, nodding frantically, still pretending to have a lame leg, curiously looking around.

Although he didn't know what these fools, still obsessed with restoring the Empire after hundreds of years, were thinking, at least the Empire's collections and resources, even if only a fraction of a fraction remains, are still an astronomical figure beyond counting.

Not to mention the intelligence and secrets passed down by word of mouth.

Evidently, the intelligence work over the years has been thorough enough. Even when delving into the temple, there was no uncertainty; every procedure and step had been considered.

Including the current Tower of Audience, a tightly sealed tower that, under the glow of a talisman, slowly opened to reveal its majestic interior.

One could still discern the former solemnity and precision, but after so many years, it had already decayed, leaving only a pile of rusty armor and tools scattered everywhere.

In the darkness that even the light couldn't penetrate, it seemed as if there were eyes staring intently at these outsiders, sending chills down one's spine.

The leader gave a look, and an immediate subordinate understood, suddenly pulling a terrified decoy, running into the darkness.

Immediately, the chilling sound of chewing and wailing arose.

After a while, a few pieces of carcass-like remnants fell from the darkness.

Ji Jue saw it clearly; the moment living creatures fell in, all the shadows entangled by black strands swarmed eagerly, ravenously devouring...

However, when he looked over, they seemed frightened and terrified, scattering instantly, leaving only a few remnants falling to the ground.

Ji Jue sighed silently.

After the Empire's destruction, how many souls were like these shadow remnants, ensnared by the shadow strands of the tower, unable to escape?

When the Empire still existed, was the Heavenly Essence Law any more lenient?

No wonder Fei Gong was so furious after sensing the temple's aura...

"Follow me, don't fall behind."

The leader held the talisman, step by step ascending the stairs, a narrow light providing shelter, enveloping the group, everyone vying to move forward.

Ji Jue, due to his leg issue, naturally lagged a bit and supported another White Deer, who hesitated for a moment and then gave him a grateful smile.

"No need to thank me, it's what I should do."

Ji Jue smiled sincerely, tightening his supportive grip, fearing he would fall behind.

While the other hand brushed over the wall, sensing the ubiquitous Spiritual Circuit beneath, still intact after all these years, so magnificent.

Magnificent to the point of feeling, entirely unnecessary.

Merely a beacon-like verification system, just a switch, yet so many meaningless designs were created at great length.

A waste to the point of being nauseating.

And the final doorway, after a long exasperation, finally opened before them.

Without a hitch.

They reached the altar atop the tower!

In ecstatic homage, the leader offered up the talisman, which in a swirling gleam, suddenly expanded, transforming into a blazing light illuminating thousands of miles.

After enduring such trials and tribulations, victory and success were within reach.

Everyone at this moment couldn't help but reveal smiles.

Almost dancing with joy, holding their heads and crying.

Well, if not for some lacking hands, others lacking feet, or some even without eyes...

Only Ji Jue sighed silently.

Regretfully shaking his head.

This won't do!

So simple? How come there's no reversal at the end?

It's like reading a comic, the final climax too peaceful, not highlighting the essence of passion and struggle, why would readers want to watch?

Sales would just crash, right?!

Luckily, with me here, otherwise, wouldn't Wuyou Gong's future autobiography lose a brilliant highlight?!

So, his finger behind him moved silently.

Like flipping a switch.

Cutting off the just connected Spiritual Circuit again!

Without any difficulty, similar to reconnecting circuits in a workshop, even simpler than that. The excessive protection and verification of the tower had absolutely no reaction when faced with the authority of the Hai Xiang Mirror and the watch.

And Fei Gong, already stifled, at this moment, suddenly struck through the air!

Pa!

In an instant, just as the blazing light reached its peak, it extinguished without warning.

Darkness came suddenly, faces once lit stiffened, looking around blankly, staring at the surrounding situation in daze.

"What's going on?!" The leader, more terrified than the others, couldn't understand, instinctively looking to the craftsman in the team.

The craftsman was equally perplexed, instinctively trying to inspect the altar, but as soon as he reached out, he screamed in agony, trembling with fear—a defensive sequence that had no reaction to Ji Jue suddenly activated, a bolt of electricity shot out, instantly charring half of the craftsman's body.

Falling to the ground without even being able to react.

Crying in pain, struggling desperately.

Then, to everyone's shock, the Flame Light... reignited?

Returning to normal.

At once, everyone who had been on edge breathed a sigh of relief, finally noticing the cold sweat pouring out.

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