The bright red bloody handprint on the door seemed to give me an illusion, and I couldn't help but stretch out a finger and rub it on the handprint.

The handprint looks very new, but in fact, the blood stains have long since dried up, and I can't tell when this handprint is specific.

But at least one thing is certain, someone has already entered or come out of here before me.

If I had been faced with such clues before, I would have thought about it for a long time, and then made a cautious judgment to determine whether I should go in or not. But now, these speculations are no longer necessary, even if there are eighteen layers of hell inside this gate, I have to close my eyes and go inside.

I withdrew my hand and looked up, and the door was so dark that no light could shine.

I suddenly had a question that had arisen before, who built this gate space? You know, not to mention that this kind of engineering volume is not to mention in ancient times, even now, it is an extremely resource-intensive giant project.

The enormity of the project aside, the key is that the gates themselves have some special effects, which are also difficult puzzles to solve.

I'm curious, but I know I can't find the answer, humans are the masters of this world, but how much can humans know about the truth of this world?

I gathered my mind and stepped through the door.

After I stepped through the door, the feeling I had was not much different from the feeling I had when I entered the door, I was still in a dark chaos, and I was still about to feel my presence. In such a state, 99% of the voluntary consciousness is lost, and the little residual consciousness that remains is just a reminder to oneself that he is still alive and not dead for the time being.

This time, the remnants of consciousness were still there, and in a daze, I could realize that time had passed. By the time I started to recover slowly, I felt like I couldn't see my fingers around me.

It was quiet, deathly silent, and I turned on the light source and looked left and right. It's a confined space, cramped, and cut off from the outside world, with not a single ray of light coming in from the outside. As consciousness regained and my senses became normal, I saw myself lying in a passage about three meters wide. The passages stretch back and forth, and under the illumination of the light, the passages extend into the distance, as if each has an exit.

Without outside light, it is impossible to judge the specific situation of the two exits, so I can only choose one first and crawl over to take a look. I chose the one on the left.

The passage to the left from here was probably less than ten meters, and it was quickly crept over. When I got to the front, I saw that there was an exit, but it seemed to be blocked by something. There was dust everywhere and no light could shine, so I tentatively pushed forward, and I heard a creak, as if a door had been pushed open.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a dim light came in from outside. At the same time, I heard an ethereal noise.

The lights and noise meant that there might be someone nearby, I didn't know where I was right now, and my first thought was to hide it. But the moment I looked out along the door that had been pushed open, it seemed as if I couldn't move anymore.

I recognized that outside the door, there was a holy well, a holy well located in Dapeng Silver City. I personally entered the depths of the holy well, and I had an understanding of the structure of the holy well, and I was very impressed by the small door in the depths of the holy well, and I clearly remember that the last time I came to Dapeng Silver City, I saw that every day was sleeping against this door in the depths of the holy well.

Holy Well, I came to the Holy Well, but I still can't tell what time it is.

The light of the light shining from above remained constant, but the noise seemed to intensify. This sacred well has a very long history, and the walls of the well are so uneven that you can actually climb it with your bare hands.

I listened carefully for a while, and the holy well was located in a large house, and the noise came from outside, and the inside of the house should be safe for the time being. I've just regained consciousness and need to figure out what the situation is so I don't get too passive.

I began to climb against the wall of the well, the holy well is the forbidden place of Dapeng Silver City, usually no one comes, I climbed very smoothly, and when I climbed out of the holy well, I stretched out my head to look outside, it was similar to what I thought, and the noise came from outside the house of the holy well.

As soon as I climbed out of the well, I heard it much more clearly, it was not a pure noise, but the sound of fighting, and it was very intense. The large room in the sacred well had no windows, and it was impossible to see who was fighting.

I crept to the door, which usually had three locks, and when I got closer, I saw that the huge iron lock on the door had been cut by force.

This undoubtedly shows that there are people who want to enter the holy well, but are temporarily blocked, and the people who are fighting outside are these two groups.

I hid behind the door and peeked out through the crack in the door.

I could see a large number of people, all gathered around. The last time I came to Dapeng Silver Castle, I stayed for a while, and I could tell the Elephant Hung samurai just by the clothes. The Elephant Male clearly had the upper hand, and several men dressed in black were divided and surrounded, and many corpses lay on the ground. The bloody battle seemed to have lasted for a long time, and the Elephant Male paid a terrible price to subdue the man in black.

I just glanced at it in a hurry, and I observed so many details, and when I looked out again, Bandacsaddo's figure suddenly came into view.

He is a little different from the last time I saw him, maybe time flies in a flash for more than ten years, and now Bandacsaddo is about forty years old, according to the analysis of time, he has taken over his father's position for more than ten years.

More than ten years may be just a short moment in the long river of time, but for a person, it is a long journey of life. I didn't spend more than ten years with Bandacharda, so I didn't know much about the concept of more than ten years, I just saw Bandacado grow a thick beard.

His gaze deepened, and in this chaotic battlefield, Bandachatdo was probably the only one who remained calm and calm. With his hands behind his back, he walked from one side of the room to the door.

But I found that Bandacsado's calmness was only superficial calmness, and his brows kept frowning slightly. This frowning action seems to have become a habit. This shows that he has been in a state of anxiety and worry all year round.

Bandaca walked to the door with his hands behind his back, he is also a master of Banda Jue, and he may notice that there are people in the house in this chaotic situation, so I want to retreat for a while. I can't guarantee what kind of attitude Bandacharda will have towards me when he sees me at this moment, so it's better to observe first.

However, as soon as Bandachata walked to the gate, he turned slightly and looked at the warband, which was almost over. The number of those black-clothed people is not very large, and it is estimated that there are about twenty corpses on the ground. But the men in black came prepared, and they were all hard ideas, and there were at least hundreds of elephant males who died.

As Bandacsaddo watched the warband, I saw the corpse of a man in black moving gently against the door. Although Bandatchado had refined Banda Enlightenment and his senses were already very sharp, the surroundings were too chaotic, and he seemed to be distracted by other issues, and the movement of this corpse did not attract his attention.

The corpse of the man in black moved slightly, and immediately after, I saw that the corpse's face turned black as ink in an instant. The flesh and skin, along with the bones, seemed to turn into a puff of black smoke and rose up.

The black smoke seemed to have life, and after rising from the corpse of the man in black, it was like a floating hand, silently approaching Bandacsaddo from behind. I don't know what this black smoke is, but it's certainly not a good thing, and I'm afraid it's too late to warn me, and at the last moment, I had to stand up, kick open the door, take off my coat, and face the writhing black smoke hood.

My movements were very fast, but Bandacsado's movements were also very fast, and the sound of the gate woke him up, and before he could turn his head, he subconsciously wanted to fight back.

I had no way back, and now I could either take the plunge and get rid of the black smoke completely, or I would dodge it halfway through and avoid Bandacsadado's blow. If you push it away halfway, it will be equivalent to giving up all your previous efforts, I didn't think twice, I didn't take a step back, I suddenly raised my hand, and I went around my clothes again.

Bandacsadado's fist, which seemed to be made of steel, slammed into the punch, and even made a sound of breaking through the air. If this fist hits my face, my head will probably be shattered.

Fortunately, Bandacsadado's sensing was indeed very fast, he could see the wisps of black smoke coming out of the clothes in my hand, and at the same time, he could see the face of the man in black who had completely rotted, and in a moment of lightning, he reacted, I was not ambushing him, but saving him.

Bandacsada's fist came to a halt in the middle of the process, less than ten miles from the bridge of my nose. I can't describe the shock caused by the fist, and even a person like me, who is avoidance of life and death, broke out in a cold sweat.

The noise here alarmed the surrounding Zhangxiong people, and in their minds, Dajue was a more noble and important person than the Zhangxiong King, and at least a dozen elite Zhangxiong warriors immediately surrounded him.

Bandaca looked at me, I also looked at him, when I looked at each other, I was judging, judging whether he still remembered me, the Central Plains man who had a relationship with him more than ten years ago.

He probably doesn't remember, because my appearance and body shape have changed so much that it's hard for unfamiliar people to tell the difference.

However, it is my current appearance that has caused the shock of Bandacsada and the other Zhangxiong people, and they cannot forget that Bandadatsado's father, the previous Dajue, also looked like a monkey.