Unlike the scene where a large number of Star Hall disciples were busy here in the underground labyrinth a while ago, this huge city under the Immortal City is still shrouded in a strange blood-red light, but when you look at it, you can hardly see a human figure.

The people of the Hall of Stars who are doing things here, I don't know if it's because of the strange aura that is ubiquitous and elusive here, or if they have already done what they have to do, and now they have all evacuated here. In the vast underground city, tall buildings and pavilions stood silently, empty, but as if quietly waiting for their owners to return at some point.

A tall, burly figure appeared in the massive cavern and stepped into the long street of the dungeon. The light of the blood moon in the sky occasionally refracted an eerie halo as it fell on his head.

Although the Star Hall had already sealed off this place, not allowing outsiders to enter or leave, even the vast majority of other halls in the True Immortal Alliance. However, Tianlan Zhenjun is of course an exception, looking at it from a distance, his wide robe and big sleeves, swaying as he walks, it seems to be walking in a sea of blood.

Every step is like stepping on a blood-red footprint on the ground.

The city without people looked particularly solemn and cold, but as he gradually walked into the city bathed in blood, gradually, some strange and distorted runes appeared in sight.

These runes are carved into the pavement, the corners of walls, the door frames, the stones, and all sorts of corners, seemingly unrelated, but in fact they are faintly self-contained.

At a certain moment, after Tianlan Zhenjun's footsteps crossed an invisible line, suddenly, like a stone thrown into the calm water, a ripple suddenly rippled around his body.

Suddenly the light and shadow in the air twisted and vibrated endlessly, as if a wall of water stood up and swayed in front of him, twisting into a strange mirror image in front of Tianlan Zhenjun, reflecting his shadow. It seemed as if suddenly another of the same kind had appeared, right in front of him, staring at him coldly.

Tianlan Zhenjun's expression was indifferent, he looked at the other self in front of him indifferently, and then walked over.

His body passed through the figure, silently, and continued to walk forward, and the shadow actually turned around, and after glancing at his back, it began to tremble, and then gradually dissipated into the air.

There was silence all around, and it seemed to be suddenly quiet.

In fact, in this underground cave, there was basically no loud noise after there were no disciples of the Star Palace, and it seemed very quiet. But in the midst of it, there will always be some sounds, such as the unknown sound of insects chirping in some corners, such as the sound of wind wafting from the corner of a certain cave.

But after crossing that invisible line, all the sounds in this city suddenly disappeared.

It was a real silence that seemed to isolate all sound from that invisible line.

Tianlan Zhenjun looked around, nodded slowly, and looked a little satisfied on his face, and then continued to walk forward, until he reached the center of this underground city, next to the huge statue that connected the ground and the high dome of the cave.

When I came here several times before, the Gu Yue True Monarch of the Star Hall was sitting here, and the two would chat a few words after they met, but this time it was rare that Gu Yue True Monarch was not there, and it could be regarded as really empty.

Tianlan Zhenjun pondered for a moment, but his eyes fell on the position where Guyue Zhenjun used to meditate on weekdays, and after a while, he walked over and stood there.

Everything didn't seem to be any different, except that it was closer to the statue.

A moment later, when Tianlan Zhenjun looked up and glanced into the sky, he quickly found that when he stared at the blood moon from this position, he seemed to be able to see a gap in the red light around the blood moon, and in that gap, the blood moon seemed to be slowly rotating.

Earlier, there were no gaps around the Blood Moon, and this place was obviously something that had just appeared.

Tianlan Zhenjun smiled, didn't seem to care too much, and then walked directly to the side of the statue, stretched out his wide and thick palm, and pressed it.

It was cold at the tentacles.

The statue stands still.

But after a moment's work, suddenly behind the stone, something seemed to throb suddenly, and then, a terrible aura rushed from the depths of the statue, fierce, and the number seemed to be unbelievably huge, as if there were thousands of evil spirits imprisoned in this huge statue, and then at this moment suddenly felt the breath of human flesh and blood, and suddenly rolled in like a stormy wave.

The statue was still motionless, as if all the movement had nothing to do with it, but in the depths of the stone, a terrible roar seemed to come from the depths of the Netherworld, wave after wave, wave after wave, endlessly, frantically rushing towards Tianlan Zhenjun.

"Duh, Duh, Duh, Duh......"

The strange and low voice sounded slowly, which was extremely low and light, and could hardly be heard by ordinary people. But in the middle of this extremely quiet dungeon, it is extraordinarily clear, which makes people feel creepy.

It's just that Tianlan Zhenjun didn't have any fear on his face, he even looked at the stone face of the huge statue in front of him, and his face showed a little contempt and disdain.

His hand began to slowly lift up, gradually moving away from the stone face.

As if suddenly feeling that the warm breath of flesh and blood was gradually leaving, the strange voices behind the stone suddenly became excited, and all kinds of weird, poignant, and terrible roars came and went, shouting hoarsely, but they were imprisoned by the stone, and all their longings were destined to turn into nothingness.

The hand left the surface of the stone.

There was a "buzz", like a string suddenly high, and all the noise suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Statue or statue, stone face or stone, nothing has changed, nothing strange has reappeared.

Tianlan Zhenjun glanced down faintly, and as far as his eyes could see, the place where the statue was buried deep in the ground. His face showed a bit of thought, and he looked up at the blood moon above his head, and finally suddenly exhaled softly, and said to himself, "Come on, there is only one last step left......

Before the words fell, suddenly, Tianlan Zhenjun's body was stunned, his eyebrows were raised suddenly, but he turned around in an instant, his eyes were cold, his essence was shining, and an indescribable momentum was like a flood and huge waves, surging in all directions.

At that moment, even the ubiquitous blood-colored light seemed to shy away from the burly figure.

Then, there was silence all around, not a sound, no sign of anyone.

It's just that Tianlan Zhenjun's eyes that are as deep as night are rippling, and his gaze coldly sweeps around, and after a while, his gaze slowly stops, and it is in a mansion near this city.

The light floated through doors and windows, through courtyards, through empty cloisters, stone paths, wastelands, and then, in a dead silence, through a deep well that had long since dried up.

A dark shadow lurked in the depths of the dry well, without the slightest temperature or breath on the whole body, as if it was a natural stone, silently staying in this darkness.

Everything was just a moment ago, when the terrifying and strange aura in the statue appeared and disappeared in an instant, his heartbeat was slightly faster.

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In the distance, Tianlan Zhenjun looked at the mansion fixedly, his brows furrowed.