635: Weird buildings

Shen Bei stood on the mountaintop, gazing at the starry sky, his clothes fluttering in the strong wind. A young woman, wearing a red veil and a golden-embroidered red Bridal Gown...

Hmm, maybe a young woman...

She was carried on Shen Bei's back, her slightly slender arms wrapped around Shen Bei's neck, silent and serene.

At first glance, this looked like a scene from a vast landscape painting, where a desperate couple, after countless hardships, had finally escaped into the wilderness, shaking off their relentless pursuers, and were now taking a brief rest...

At least a hundred meters away, Yan Jingchang carried a Bald Old Ancestor on his back, his face a bitter gourd, almost dripping with sorrow...

Shen Bei looked melancholic, his face a little pale, and he exhaled a puff of white Qi. In an instant, the white Qi turned into ice crystals and fell...

It had been a full day since he started carrying this 'auntie'.

This 'auntie' neither spoke nor caused trouble; she just stayed quietly on his back...

If not for her body, which was as cold as profound ice...

Shen Bei might have had the illusion that she was a sheltered young lady, a truly quiet and beautiful girl.

And she was excessively quiet...

She never spoke when asked a question.

This made Shen Bei feel a sense of powerlessness and despair.

The Bald Old Ancestor that Yan Jingchang was carrying, at least he knew what he was after. With a goal, even if he didn't know his name or origin, there was still hope of sending this Bald Old Ancestor away...

But this 'auntie' in her bridal robes, he truly knew nothing about her.

He didn't even know what she wanted...

Whether she wanted her Legacy passed on, or to be married off, no one knew.

After this Bridal Gown 'auntie' appeared, the Bald Old Ancestor even proactively led Yan Jingchang to retreat, never approaching within a hundred meters of Shen Bei.

Shen Bei felt even more despair...

This 'auntie' wore a veil and a Bridal Gown, yet she was trapped here, barely clinging to life for so many years. She was supposed to be happily getting married, but unexpectedly, before she even entered the groom's door, she was forced into a 'widowed before marriage' state.

Just thinking about it made Shen Bei shiver.

The resentment was sky-high.

With one-in-ten-thousand hope, Shen Bei wished Bridal Gown was already dead. However, his skill showed no reaction.

This indicated she was still alive, even if only with a single breath, she was still alive.

At this moment, he didn't even dare to think of ways to make her completely take her last breath, fearing that Bridal Gown might perceive it.

"What sin have I committed..."

"Brother Shen, my condolences. This... Senior is not easy either. Brother Shen should fulfill her wish." Yan Jingchang looked up at Shen Bei, and inexplicably felt a little better.

It's not about scarcity, but about inequality. This applies to benefits, and also to suffering.

It was clear now that Bridal Gown was stronger, but her purpose was more ambiguous, making Shen Bei's situation naturally more difficult.

Looking at the Bald Old Ancestor on his back, the bitterness in Yan Jingchang's heart inexplicably lessened a lot.

At least the Bald Old Ancestor had high recognition and should be easy to trace.

As for Bridal Gown, he couldn't even see her face...

Shen Bei's worry also lay here; he dared not court death by lifting Bridal Gown's red veil.

The red veil held deep significance. Worn on the wedding day to cover the face, only the groom was qualified to lift it. Even the bride herself could not lift it.

The same applied to Bridal Gown, with her red veil.

What would be the consequence if someone who wasn't the groom rashly lifted the red veil?

Shen Bei mused that if he dared to do that, he would likely die in a very rhythmic fashion.

Fortunately, Bridal Gown was just quietly being a beautiful girl, doing nothing, which made Shen Bei feel a little more at ease.

Continuing forward, they indeed didn't encounter any Yao Evil.

After crossing another massive mountain range stretching for dozens of miles and climbing over the ridge, they saw, about ten miles away, a group of at least fifty or sixty Yao Evil, each at least three miles long, resembling both cattle and rhinos, exuding sky-high Death Qi and pervasive Evil Qi.

As if sensing someone's gaze, these Yao Evil all stood up in unison, their heads held high, their blood-red eyes fixed on the two figures on the distant mountain ridge.

"No wonder we haven't encountered anything all day. So this is the territory of these Moon-Gazing Rhinos, Brother Shen, we should bypass them..." Yan Jingchang's face showed a hint of realization; he immediately recognized what these Yao Evil were.

They were all once Moon-Gazing Rhinos, said to have originated from the ancient era. The first Moon-Gazing Rhino was said to have fallen from the moon to the earth, and every night, it would look up at the moon, awaiting the day of its return.

These gregarious Yao Beasts had thick skins and bad tempers. If angered, they would even relentlessly pursue for thousands of miles, not stopping until blood was shed.

With dozens of these giant beasts here, anyone with a sound mind wouldn't provoke them...

However, before Yan Jingchang could finish his sentence, the largest of the Moon-Gazing Rhinos let out a roar towards the sky, its Evil Qi transforming into a cloud that shot up, and its blood Qi burned, turning into flames hundreds of meters high...

"Not good, these fellows have already lost their minds. When they see other living creatures, they fight to the death, Brother Shen, let's go quickly..."

The Moon-Gazing Rhino let out a roar, but its massive body agilely twisted, its four hooves pounding, and it howled as it sprinted in the opposite direction...

The remaining Moon-Gazing Rhinos also twisted their bodies to flee at top speed...

One even turned too quickly and fell to the ground. Slowed by that instant, the Moon-Gazing Rhino immediately shrieked in terror, its bowels loosening, and it called out like a pig being slaughtered as it chased after the main group to escape...

Shen Bei's mouth was slightly agape, staring blankly at the herd of Moon-Gazing Rhinos, which stirred up rolling dust, shook the earth, and fled like a black cloud...

"Brother Green Light, lost their minds? Fight to the death?"

"Brother Shen, I think I saw that it seemed to be because they saw you that these Moon-Gazing Rhinos ran..."

Shen Bei looked down at the red sleeve hanging on his chest, saw Bridal Gown's delicate hand, like white jade, and forced out an ugly smile.

"At least there's a good side; at least now we're sure we won't encounter any Yao Evil..."

Bullshit!

A being more demonic than any Yao Evil was right there on his back!

How could other Yao Evil not run?

Following that, the journey was smooth sailing...

They crossed mountains, glaciers, and lakes...

Aside from environmental dangers, they didn't encounter anything that moved.

After ten days of travel, they finally saw a cluster of palaces on a flat plateau.

Over a thousand meters high, like a mountain, the palace complex stretched for hundreds of miles, suspended in mid-air.

Standing majestically, it exuded a sense of unmoving, towering pride. Looking from afar, one could already feel the oppressive Aura, directly projected onto one's Divine Soul, making it impossible to look directly.

Purple Qi faced the sun, transforming into boundless divine light, like a gauze curtain, layered and cascading down, enveloping the entire palace complex. It also gave a sense of ethereal, illusory unreality.

"Dao Palace..." Yan Jingchang's eyes were somewhat unfocused as he murmured, "I didn't expect there to be a Dao Palace here. But this Dao Palace is grand and magnificent, capable of drawing in purple Qi from the east. It must have established its Dao foundation with profound Xuanmen Righteous Path methods, the most Righteous Path. It doesn't look like Zang Hai Secret Lord's Dao Palace at all..."

Shen Bei remained silent, gazing at the magnificent Dao Palace.

This place clearly had nothing to do with Zang Hai Secret Lord. He was a Demonic Path expert; how could he possess such an auspicious phenomenon?

The purple Qi coming from the east, suspended and not falling, ethereal and illusory, untainted by the mortal world—this must be the auspicious sign of orthodox cultivation, a broad Dao achieved step by step.