Chapter 1729: Relics

"The Temple of Death!"

Although the plaque was covered with dust and cobwebs, the three characters on it were clearly visible as if they were entrenched by a blue dragon. Qin Guan and the other three said it in unison.

"The Temple of Death! What an arrogant name! How powerful the gods are. Even the two saints of Grand Cloud Sky are no match for the strong ones in the god realm. Could it be that even gods who come to this ruined temple will perish? How ridiculous!"

Master Yuan sneered.

In his opinion, the people who built this temple gave the main hall such a name just to please the public and to make a fuss.

"The Temple of Death! This is actually the Temple of Death!"

Tang Xinran exclaimed, her delicate and pretty face full of surprise.

"You know this place?"

Qin Guan frowned and looked at Tang Xinran.

"Um."

Tang Xinran nodded:

"When Xiaoni was borrowing books from the Scripture Pavilion, he accidentally saw an ancient book, which recorded the death of the Temple. It is rumored that there were indeed powerful gods in the Grand Cloud Sky before us. Later, they died for unknown reasons, and the descendants were there. A grand hall was built at the place where he died and was named 'The Temple of Death'!"

"Oh? A powerful person in the divine realm really died here?"

Master Yuan said in surprise.

"The records in that ancient book are only a few words, not detailed. I am not sure that this is the Death Temple recorded above. Maybe the two just happen to have the same name."

Tang Xinran was not sure.

"It's not a coincidence. This should be the Temple of Death recorded in ancient books."

Qin Guan said.

"Xiao Wei, you have never seen that ancient book. Even young master Mengran is not sure. Why are you so sure?"

Master Yuan said doubtfully, and Tang Xinran also cast suspicious eyes on Qin Guan.

"From the moment I entered the door, I found that my soul power was restricted and my spiritual thoughts could not be used. It seemed to be suppressed by an invisible powerful force. At that time, I never knew what the force was, but now I finally understand. What suppressed my spiritual thoughts was The aura of the powerful god who died here remains!"

Qin Guan spoke solemnly.

"The soul power is suppressed by the aura left behind by a powerful person in the divine realm!"

Master Yuan and Tang Xinran were much lower in strength than Qin Guan, and their suppression of the aura left by the powerful gods was not that strong, so they exclaimed in hindsight.

Originally, they thought it was the strange formation arrangement in the temple that blocked their soul power and prevented them from sensing their surroundings. They never thought that it was because of the powerful gods.

"It turns out that the Temple of Death recorded in ancient books is really here, and it's still within the temple!"

Tang Xinran's pretty face was filled with endless shock.

What a powerful being a god-level man is, and the aura that remains after his death can actually restrict his soul power!

"I didn't expect that after we completed the most difficult Holy Path of Formation, we would be transported to the Temple of Death! Although the powerful man in the divine realm died, as long as we can find a little bit of what he left behind, it will be a disaster for us. What a harvest!”

Master Yuan's eyes showed excitement, he touched his chin and walked around the hall, looking around:

"But it seems that this temple has been dilapidated for a long time, and even the statues enshrined in it are gone."

Master Yuan carefully inspected the entire hall three times, rummaging through every corner, even under the futon, and was just short of digging three feet into the ground.

But to his disappointment, he found nothing and found nothing.

"There is only so much space in this hall, and there is not even a hair on it! Could it be that we were sent here just to show us this shabby hall, so we can go out and show off to others? This is too much!"

"No, I'll go to the back of the hall and take a look. Maybe there are corpses of powerful men buried there. If I find them, I'll make a fortune!"

Master Yuan looked unwilling and walked out of the back door of the hall. After a while, he came back dejectedly.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

Qin Guan asked.

Master Yuan said with a speechless expression:

"The back of the hall is cleaner than here. Apart from dead grass and dust, there is only air."

"When we entered here, the light of the teleportation array was extremely strong. It will definitely not just let us come here to take a look. There must be secrets that we have not discovered. We must calm down and find them slowly."

Qin Guan muttered.

"You and I are both proficient in formations but haven't found anything. I think it's better not to work in vain. I'm afraid there is nothing here at all."

Master Yuan said discouraged.

Anyone came here with great interest, but now they have gained nothing. Anyone would be depressed.

Qin Guan frowned and pondered, pacing and observing the surroundings carefully. Tang Xinran, who had been standing still, moved slightly and walked forward.

"This place must have been very prosperous before, but I didn't expect it to become what it is now. It's a pity."

With a look of regret in Tang Xinran's beautiful eyes, she walked to the fallen incense burner, stretched out a pair of jade hands to lift it up, straightened it, and then carefully wiped away the dust on the surface with her sleeves.

"Shashasha..."

A small sound came out, and only grains of fine sand were seen flowing down from the bottom of the incense burner.

"This incense burner is also broken. It's a pity."

Tang Xinran's beautiful eyes showed regret and she slowly shook her head.

"Ding dong!"

The next moment a crisp sound came out, and a black bead fell to the ground along the fine sand.

"This is……"

The meditating Qin Guan and the dejected Master Yuan looked down at the sound at the same time. A look of doubt flashed in Tang Xinran's beautiful eyes. She stretched out her jade hand to pick up the black beads, blew off the dust on them, and wiped them carefully with her sleeves. .

"This bead seems to be a relic left by a senior of my Buddhist sect!"

Tang Xinran wiped the thumb-sized bead in her hand clean, saw its appearance clearly, and felt the holy Buddhist breath contained in it. Her eyes lit up and she said in surprise.

As soon as she finished speaking, the originally dim bead actually burst into endless holy white light, instantly covering the entire Temple of the God of Death. A heart-pounding yet gentle contradictory breath swept the three people at the same time.

"This breath... is from a powerful person in the God Realm!"

Qin Guan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The mysterious power was erratic before, and he could not determine the specific source. Now that it was covered by the white light, he could be very sure that the residual breath of the powerful person in the God Realm who suppressed him came from the relic in front of Tang Xinran's hand!

"It was hidden in the remaining sand of the dilapidated incense burner. It really took us a long time to find it!"

Master Yuan's eyes suddenly burst into endless excitement.

If you plant flowers with care, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows without care, they will grow into shade!

The thing that he and Qin Guan had been looking for so hard was unexpectedly discovered by Tang Xinran!

"You mean, this Buddhist bead relic in my hand was left by... a fallen god-level expert?"

When Tang Xinran heard Qin Guan's words, her beautiful eyes were filled with endless shock, and she stared blankly at the Buddhist bead relic in her hand.