Silence!

Absolute silence!

This time, even Fang Zhuo's breathing was gone. It's not that he doesn't need to breathe, it's that now his mouth is wide open, his eyes are round, and he has forgotten to breathe!

Behind the jade gate, a stone staircase appeared. It was precisely because of the appearance of this stone step that everyone present was stunned!

This stone staircase is paved with a kind of unheard of jade, and each piece of jade is shining with colorful light. This bizarre piece of colorful light made everyone feel as if they had fallen into the psychedelic world.

After a long time, Fang Zhuo muttered to himself, "How is this possible? How can this be so luxurious?!"

As for the ancient times, they have long disappeared in the long river of history. Most of what people know about antiquity comes from folk myths and legends.

However, in ancient times, when the world first opened, the ancestors had a blue road and drank blood, and the people at that time had extremely difficult survival, even if the emperor's funeral was "everything simple", and the saying that "no thick burial" should be credible.

However, the colorful jade steps in front of you, each step is half a meter high, and the stone steps are three meters wide, and seeing the jade steps stretching deep into the belly of the mountain, you can imagine how much of this rare jade that the world has never heard of. If it's not luxury, then what is luxury?

However, the thought that this place was most likely the altar of a giant family in ancient times, Fang Zhuo's shock in his heart lessened slightly. At first, these martial arts high-rollers thought that this was a large tomb in ancient times. Judging by the shape and extravagance of the Jade Gate, they even suspected that this might be the tomb of an ancient emperor. However, Fang Zhuo analyzed from the Flood Desolation Bird and Beast Inscription that this should be an ancient altar.

Altars, a little more luxurious is still acceptable.

"This ~~ is all good things!" the strong man was attracted by the layers of beautiful jade steps in front of him.

"Don't worry!" The lean man suddenly stopped the strong man who was about to rush in, he put the dagger in his hand and Fang Zhuo, and said, "Boy, do you want to live?"

Fang Zhuo's face turned pale and he nodded vigorously.

"You go ahead!" The thin man said coldly: "As long as you help the master get the things inside, I will let you live!"

"Hawkeye, you're staring at him!" a man with a huge bow stepped forward in response, bent his bow and arrow, and aimed at Fang Zhuo's back.

Fang Zhuo knew that he had no choice, he looked at the blurry and dreamy jade steps, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped forward. In fact, in his heart, he was also full of curiosity about this altar opened by his own blood.

Could it be that he is still a member of the Xuanyuan family in ancient times?

If this is the case, then what will their ancestors look like tens of thousands of years ago?

With all kinds of questions, Fang Zhuo slowly climbed the jade steps. Because the steps were very high, Fang Zhuo didn't have the ability to go high and high, so he could only half-climb and half-jump, which looked very funny.

Stepping on the steps, everything is normal, and the feeling of stepping on this magnificent-looking beautiful jade is no different from that of ordinary stones. Bathed in this colorful light, Fang Zhuo felt a trace of magical power flowing into his body. The hardships and exhaustion of these days have slowly disappeared under the infiltration of this mysterious power. What Fang Zhuo didn't notice was that the wound on his severed finger and the blurred flesh and blood was actually healing extremely quickly.

After seeing Fang Zhuo walk up more than a dozen steps, the thieves behind him followed in with confidence. Fang Zhuo carefully observed the surroundings. The sides of this roadway and the top of the head are also inlaid with large pieces of porcelain white jade, but the steps of this colorful jade are too amazing, so it covers the brilliance of the water jade. On the walls and ceiling of the cave, the water jade is carved with various patterns. Fang Zhuo watched as he walked, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became!

Almost all of these patterns depict scenes of battle. The various desolate beasts and people flying in the air in the pattern almost all exist in mythological stories.

He saw one of the pictures in which countless people were besieging a huge mammoth elephant. Compared to this beast, the ancient humans wielding weapons were as short as a swarm of ants! The mammoth giant elephant was covered in wounds, and more than a dozen weapons pierced its body, revealing only half of it. The mammoth had three or four corpses hanging from its two crooked teeth, roaring and rushing towards the crowd that was attacking it. And above its head, a man with wings on his back was swooping down with a spear in his hand!

In another picture, a monster with a human face, a fish head, bird wings and human arms, and a snake tail is looking down at a man with wings on his back, as if he is talking to him.

There is also a picture of a dazzling light erupting from the hands of the winged man in front of a group of people standing on the back of a giant bird.

The more strange Fang Zhuo looked, because there must be this character with wings on his back in every picture. And when he saw a pattern depicting this man with wings on his back fighting a strange snake with nine heads, he couldn't help but be surprised! Because in the myths and legends of the Cangyuan Continent, there is such a story. Legend has it that during the flood period, there was a strange snake that sucked the aura of heaven and earth and cultivated into a demon. The snake was more than 10,000 feet long, as thick as a mountain, and had nine heads. Demon snakes plague the continent and cannibalize countless people. Legend has it that at that time, there was an emperor who was furious and "led his wings to kill him". Originally, it was just an ancient legend, but seeing this mural carving here and now, Fang Zhuo's heart was full of doubts.

Could it be that the legends that people regarded as myths were once real in ancient times?

Fang Zhuo also found that the jade steps under his feet were also very particular. The stairs are divided into a small section every nine steps, and after nine small steps it is a turn, followed by a smooth section of the jade section. This level of land passed, and the steps of nine steps began.

Nine is the extreme, representing perfection and maximum. And this number has a more important meaning, it represents the emperor!

Could it be that this Xuanyuan family was once the master of this continent in ancient times?!

At the thought of this possibility, Fang Zhuo had a feeling of blood boiling. He had been thinking about how to escape his life, and at this moment he was actually thinking about how to protect this altar from these thieves. After all, if your own blood opens this altar, you should be the Xuanyuan bloodline!

Fang Zhuo walked slowly in front, and eight martial arts masters and thieves followed far behind. The archer, Hawkeye, had always maintained an archery posture and could deliver a fatal blow to Fang Zhuo at any moment. And the strong man who couldn't stay idle was itching at the moment, but after trying to chop the colorful jade under his feet with a giant axe, he gave up in a huff. Because he found that there was also an invisible energy in it that protected everything.

Nine stages and one section, nine sections and one section, after passing a full nine sections and nine eighty-one steps, Fang Zhuo came to a huge space.

The space is boxy, and it is clear that it has been carved out of the belly of the mountain. What stunned Fang Zhuo was that this huge space, which was fifty or sixty zhang long and sixty zhang wide and fifteen zhang high, was completely wrapped in this rare colorful jade! Under his feet, on the four walls, and on the top of his head, the colorful jade conjured up blurry colors, reflecting the entire space beautifully!