"So, there must be other entrances and exits here?"

Meng Chao looked up at the pipe they fell from, "We fell from above, and this pipe three thousand years ago should still be in an intact state.

"There must be passages around it that connect to other areas of the Holy Mountain Temple so that mourners can deliver the deceased's burial objects here."

"Yes, we really shouldn't waste time here."

The Wolf King showed a greedy look on his face, "The bones here are in pieces, no larger than the size of a hand. The original grade must not be very high, they are just burial objects for ordinary warriors.

"In other areas deep in the temple, there must be more complete and advanced bones, weapons, armors and secret medicines stored. They are the burial objects of heroes sung by countless war epics, and they also received the greatest ancestral spirits.

We have been blessed for three thousand years or more.

"The totem power contained in the burial objects of these epic-level powerful men is at least a hundred times greater than the pile of tattooed bones in front of you.

"That is the most wonderful legacy left to us by our ancestors!"

With the help of the faint phosphorescence emitted by the patterned bones, the two began to carefully explore the bulkhead.

Over the past ten thousand years, the bulkhead of this "bone warehouse" has been scratched by the sharp edges of bone fragments, leaving countless crisscrossing fine scratches.

It's like the soul of a ferocious beast contained in the bones, roaring out of the bones when no one is around, leaving thousands of paw prints on the bulkhead.

However, relying on his ultra-high-precision perception, Meng Chao quickly found four straight traces ten times thinner than a human hair among the chaotic claw marks.

Straight traces intersect to form a box with a height of more than three meters and a width of two meters.

There is a height difference of half a hair between the bulkhead inside the box and outside the box.

"Found it, this is the door!"

Meng Chao pressed his hands against the bulkhead inside the square frame, and first pushed outward with all his strength.

The door didn't move at all.

After pondering for a moment, he slightly raised his palms, turned them into two suction cups, and pressed them against the bulkhead.

The spiritual flames spit out from the palm, burning away the air between the palm and the bulkhead, causing a vacuum between the two "suction cups" and the bulkhead.

Then, he took a lunge, his spine rolled like a dragon, and he pulled hard backwards.

Sure enough, after a moment of stalemate, he heard a harsh scratching sound coming from behind the bulkhead.

With a hard trembling, he sucked the two- to three-meter-square door out of the entire bulkhead. A gap big enough for an adult to squeeze through was revealed between the door and the bulkhead.

Behind the gap is a dark passage.

There was still a faint draft, but it seemed to be able to penetrate the indestructible totem armor and blow directly into the seams of people's bones.

Meng Chao and Wolf King shuddered at the same time.

And when this draft blew onto the skeleton pyramid behind the two of them.

The bone fragments that were still jumping around and making random "click-click" noises all became quiet.

Even the fierce flames surrounding it were dimmed a bit.

It was as if there were several ferocious big guys lurking at the end of the passage. Ordinary ferocious beasts would be frightened into silence if they smelled their scent.

Meng Chao and Wolf King looked at each other.

The two of them each grabbed a bone fragment, crushed it into powder in their palms, and used the life magnetic field to inspire the most violent totem power in the bone powder. Then, they threw the burning bone powder deep into the passage.

The burning bone powder illuminated the corridor like daylight.

It also illuminates both sides of the corridor, as if they were carved with murals using bone fragments as tools.

The dense murals depict scenes of fierce battles between ancient Turan warriors and totem beasts.

For example, mourners record for the deceased their most proud achievements.

Although the brushstrokes of the mural are very rough and even childish.

However, the simple and crude yet breathtaking power contained in each stroke still makes the ancient Turan warriors and totem beasts in the murals vivid.

The ancient warriors and totem beasts, dripping with blood, with their skin torn and flesh torn, bone spurs protruding and even their internal organs gushing out, seemed to be standing on both sides of the corridor, as if lined up to welcome them, staring at Meng Chao and the Wolf King.

And when the two of them stepped onto this corridor that didn't know how long it was or where it led, they found that their feet were densely studded with countless arrow clusters and animal teeth.

Although both of their feet were wrapped in a liquid-like metal substance.

The sharp points shot out from the arrow clusters and animal teeth still followed the soles of their feet, penetrated their spines, and pierced their brains.

The Wolf King told Meng Chao that this was also the burial custom of Tulan three thousand years ago.

Among the burial objects of the deceased, in addition to trophies that showed his bravery, there were also fragments of weapons he had used.

The mourners will embed extremely sharp weapon fragments on the ground of the Holy Mountain Temple.

Every step taken by the latecomers is like walking in a jungle of swords. They must concentrate their energy and control their bodies precisely in order to successfully reach the ancestors.

This is both a test.

It is also a very effective practice method.

Indeed, there are murals on the left, right and top of the head that seem to be alive.

Under his feet were arrow clusters and animal teeth that could pierce his armor and soles at any time.

Meng Chao's nerves were highly tense, and it felt like it was more draining on his mental and physical energy than walking through a real battlefield.

As they gradually walked deeper into the corridor.

The draft is getting stronger and stronger.

It seemed like the roars, roars, howls, moans, broken muscles, broken bones, desperate tearing, and devouring sounds from thousands of years ago.

The highly abstract warriors and ferocious beasts on the murals jumped up and down, dancing wildly. They even scrambled to break free from the constraints of the two-dimensional plane, turned into three-dimensional runes, and eagerly jumped on Meng Chao.

Meng Chao's totem power, which he had just absorbed from the bone fragments, was beginning to move.

Thousands of evil spirits overflowed from his boiling blood, like tentacles emerging from the shell, trying to turn him into something completely different from the people on earth.

Meng Chao couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

If we say that the "Jackal" Canus in his previous life transformed into the "Doomsday Demonic Wolf" after receiving the inheritance from the Holy Mountain.

In this life, what will I transform into after receiving the inheritance from the Holy Mountain?

The Wolf King who was walking in front suddenly stood still.

"Whoosh!"

He once again threw up a cloud of bone meal, which turned into dozens of colorful fireworks in mid-air.

With the help of the fireworks, Meng Chao discovered that they had walked out of the corridor and arrived at another warehouse that was ten times larger than before.

No, judging from the shape of the funerary objects displayed here, Meng Chao would rather call this place a museum than a warehouse, specifically displaying the fossils of large ancient ferocious beasts.

To Meng Chao's left hand side is a huge and ferocious beast skull.

Judging from the three large horns arranged in the shape of a cross, emitting black light and thicker than Meng Chao's thighs, this thing looks a bit like the fossil of a Triceratops.

But it is at least three to five times larger than the Triceratops on Earth.

The two black eye sockets alone are more than half a meter in diameter.

It's really hard to imagine how huge this ancient beast's eyeballs would have been when it was still alive.

And can the fierce light blooming from such eyeballs be able to completely tear the resistance will of carbon-based creatures to pieces in an instant?

On Meng Chao's right hand side, there is a string of vertebrae that look like a giant python or even a dragon.

Although there is no head.

But the diameter of each joint of this giant python exceeds Meng Chao's height.

Above the joints, there are also sharp spikes that look like swords. The spikes are covered with small holes. It is not known whether they are used to bleed the prey or to inject fatal venom into the prey.

Meng Chao estimated with his naked eyes that the length of it exposed to the phosphorus fire was more than fifty meters, and it circled a full circle along the bulkhead of the "museum".

The spine is hidden in the darkness, not to mention how many knots there are.

Compared with this ferocious beast, the python-like monsters making trouble around Dragon City have simply turned into stunted earthworms.

This thing is simply an express train that goes straight to the deepest part of hell!

Under the swaying phosphorus fire, there are countless huge fossils, revealing the tip of the extremely ferocious iceberg.

All the fossils are like the bone fragments just now, crystal clear and smooth as jade, faintly exuding the texture of the perfect fusion of crystal and metal.

Moreover, there are also mysterious, complex, beautiful and natural patterns on the surface of the fossils, with dragons and phoenixes dancing in the air, forming mysterious totems.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The chains wrapped around Meng Chao's arms began to tremble violently.

The surfaces of the two "Skull Crusher" were also covered with two groups of faint red light.

This was an instinctive reaction made by his nerve endings before his brain issued orders after he sensed the huge energy contained in the fossil and the unabashed murderous aura.

These huge fossils have obviously been displayed here for at least three thousand years.

However, the indescribable intimidating force released from their bones still gave Meng Chao an extremely strong sense of oppression, as if they would be resurrected at any time.

However, while his nerves were stretched to the limit, another voice, a desire, came from Meng Chao's body.

It drove him like a moth to a flame, step by step toward or even into the fossils of ancient ferocious beasts, opening the arms of the totem armor, releasing his life magnetic field, letting his soul and the power of the totem contained in the giant beast fossils,

Perfectly integrated together, the totem that originally grew on the fossil of the giant beast is transferred to one's own armor, skin, flesh and blood, bones and even bone marrow. In this way, the power of the giant beast is inherited, and a person with the ability to destroy the world and destroy the world is passed on.

A capable humanoid beast!

Meng Chao tightly covered his heart.

Even through the strong breastplate.

He could feel his heart beating more and more violently.

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Chapter completed!