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As soon as Lee Zhuohua and the others entered the cave, the first thing they saw was darkness. They could not see what was going on inside, but they were still groping their way forward in the darkness.

"Hu."

A cold wind blew through the tunnel, giving everyone goosebumps. This was the burial ground of an Almighty, and there was a chilling aura that made people's hair stand on end.

"It's so sinister. The burial ground of the Golden Roc Heavenly Monarch is too scary." Wang Faang looked around carefully, but because his vision was limited, he couldn't see his surroundings clearly.

"Cut the crap. Just follow Young Master Xuan and the others," Lin Zhongyi said.

"Ai, wait for me." Wang Faang was about to continue speaking when he noticed that the few people beside him had already started walking forward. Furthermore, the surroundings were so dark, so he quickly chased after them in a panic.

"Hu ~"

Another cold wind blew over, but this time, it was stronger than the last time. Lee Zhuohua frowned in the darkness.

"The wind is blowing from the front. I think there should be a wide place ahead of us. Everyone, follow." Lee Zhuohua said.

When the others heard this, they followed Lee Zhuohua closely, not daring to leave the team.

"Hu... hu hu hu ..."

As Lee Zhuohua and the other three moved forward, the wind in front of them became stronger and stronger. The sounds were similar to the lamentations of others, and the situation in the dark made the atmosphere even colder.

Wang Faang and Lin Zhongyi followed closely behind Lee Zhuohua, afraid that some kind of ghost would appear here. The Mad Demon's anger was also extinguished by the cold aura at this moment. He also felt a chill spreading from the bottom of his heart.

In this place, only Lee Zhuohua was the most calm. He did not believe that the dead could give birth to any evil. As long as a cultivator only wanted to live for himself, and after his death his Dao would disappear, there would not be any so-called ghost derivation.

The ghosts that the world spoke of were mostly the souls of mountain spirits, or the souls of cultivators, and it was the fear of the unknown that gave rise to the legend of ghosts.

At this time, Lee Zhuohua and the other four seemed to have already reached the end of the tunnel. The wind in front of them was extremely strong, causing people to feel that they couldn't stand still.

"Top."

Lee Zhuohua was the first to take a step against the strong wind. With this step, a phenomenon suddenly occurred.

A blinding light shone from the front, Lee Zhuohua and the other three quickly covered their eyes with their hands to prevent themselves from being stabbed, and then the wind became more and more intense, as if it was angry.

"What's going on?" Wang Faang's clothes were fluttering in the wind as he asked anxiously.

Finally, when the light completely lit up the entire environment, the sound of the wind stopped. Lee Zhuohua and the others felt that the surroundings had quietened down, and then they slowly opened their eyes.

But before they could see clearly where they were now, their bodies suddenly started to fall.

"I... What the hell is this place?" Lin Zhongyi exclaimed, shocked by the sudden turn of events.

The four of them were falling at an extremely fast speed. The sound of wind kept coming from their ears. Now they could clearly see where they were.

They were actually in the air, and the scene was very strange. Although there were white clouds around them, there was no land below them at all.

The four of them didn't have time to think as they immediately used their own techniques to make their bodies float. However, a strange thing happened. Normally, cultivators at the Astral Realm could fly in the air, but here they couldn't fly and were still falling.

"Damn it!" At this moment, The Mad Demon also cursed in a low voice. The current situation was out of his expectations. Their methods of flight were completely ineffective, and their bodies were constantly falling, while they could not see any land below them. This situation had to be described as strange.

Lee Zhuohua also tried to fly, but he found that he couldn't fly at all. This made him feel very strange.

At this moment.

"Hmm?" Lee Zhuohua suddenly realized that there was a group of birds flying past them in the sky above the ground.

It was impossible to fly here, so why could these birds fly? Not to mention why these birds were here, but the fact that they could fly attracted Lee Zhuohua's attention.

"Could it be..." Lee Zhuohua suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of something.

With a point of the Right Hand Sword, a pure white sword qi appeared in his hand.

"First Sword."

Lee Zhuohua shouted in a low voice. This sword was not used to attack the enemy. Under Lee Zhuohua's control, the pure white sword Qi floated under his feet, supporting him up. His guess was correct, he did not continue to descend.

"Quickly use your other methods. Cultivators are prohibited from using their own spirit energy to fly here." After confirming that they could fly under such circumstances, Lee Zhuohua quickly said to The Mad Demon and the others.

When The Mad Demon heard Lee Zhuohua's words, she immediately reacted. He moved his hands together and formed a spell, followed by a pair of black wings on his back.

With a flap of its wings, The Mad Demon also stopped its descent, and soared through the air like a roc.

"Heaven Devouring Roc?" Lee Zhuohua looked at The Mad Demon and muttered.

Wang Faang and Lin Zhongyi also quickly reacted and quickly used their own methods.

Wang Faang took out an object from his pocket and threw it into the air. Then, the object quickly enlarged and turned into a small boat that stopped at his feet and lifted him up.

Lin Zhongyi then took off his hairpin and recited a series of incantations. After that, the hairpin carried him like a flying sword.

The four of them all had their own methods, but the Mad Demon was the most special. The environment here was indeed a bit strange, and cultivators were actually prohibited from flying. Why was that so?

Lee Zhuohua probably had a guess in his heart, but he didn't know if it was true, so he didn't say anything.

"What do we do now? Is this the burial ground of the Golden Roc Heavenly Monarch? Why is there such a space?" Wang Faang said after observing his surroundings.

"The Almighty Burial Ground will naturally set up many methods to prevent others from disturbing it. Even if there is an opportunity left behind for the future generations to take, they will still have to pass his test." Lin Zhongyi said.

"That's right, this should be the first test of the Golden Roc Heavenly Monarch. But where exactly is his burial ground?" At this time, The Mad Demon also spoke.

"You're wrong. This is not the first test, but the screening of the Golden Roc Heavenly Monarch. Look over there, this is the first test." Lee Zhuohua suddenly signaled the man to look into the distance.

There was a flock of ravens with blood-red eyes that blotted out the sun. The ravens had an air of decay about them, and it was clear that they were not simple creatures.

When The Mad Demon and the others saw the crows, their expressions immediately changed. They obviously didn't expect that there would be such a group of strange creatures in such an environment.