binnovel Chapter 559
Chapter 559
The air inside the temple seemed to freeze, and everyone was shocked by the identity of the black slave before them.
The Zhang family had always been a mysterious and powerful symbol in their minds, but their current appearance sent a chill down everyone's spine.
Zhang Hao took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
He slowly squatted down and carefully examined the Qilin tattoo on the black slave's chest.
The lines of the tattoo were bizarre, subtly yet fatally different from the Qilin tattoos of ordinary Zhang family members, as if they had been twisted by some evil force.
"There's something wrong with this tattoo."
Zhang Hao's deep, powerful voice broke the deathly silence in the temple:
"Ordinary Qilin tattoos contain auspicious energy, but this tattoo exudes a cold and evil aura."
Upon hearing this, everyone crowded closer to take a closer look.
Just as Zhang Hao had said, the Qilin's eyes seemed to carry a hint of ferocity, quite different from the auspicious image of the Qilin in their minds.
Just then, the black slave's body suddenly twitched slightly.
Everyone was startled and took a few steps back, watching it warily.
Zhang Hao remained unmoved, still squatting, his eyes sharp as an eagle, fixed on the black slave.
"It still shows signs of life?"
Wu Tianzhen said in surprise, her voice filled with disbelief.
Zhang Hao did not answer immediately, but instead stretched out his hand, and a faint golden flame gathered at his fingertips.
The flames danced at his fingertips, radiating a warm and pure aura.
He carefully brought the flame close to the black slave's body.
When the golden flames touched the black slave, its body convulsed violently, emitting a piercing screech as if it were enduring immense pain.
Black smoke billowed from its body, clashing with the golden flames.
"As expected, it is being controlled by evil forces."
Zhang Hao's eyes sharpened, and he increased the output of the golden flames.
The golden flames, like a sharp sword, instantly pierced through the black smoke and enveloped the black slave's body.
Under the scorching heat of the flames, the evil aura on the black slave dissipated at a visible speed, and its convulsions gradually stopped.
As the evil aura dissipated, the Qilin tattoo on the black slave's chest began to change; the eerie lines slowly faded, revealing its original auspicious appearance.
At the same time, some blurry images flashed through everyone's minds:
The scene depicted the fierce battle between the Zhang family and the ancient god, with countless members of the Zhang family falling and being transformed into black slaves by the ancient god...
"I see."
Zhang Hao slowly stood up, a knowing glint in his eyes:
"The Zhang family has been fighting against the ancient god, but in the end they were no match for him. Many of their clansmen were transformed into slaves like this by the ancient god."
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts; the power of the ancient god was beyond their imagination.
"Then what should we do now?"
"I asked, my voice tinged with helplessness," Xie Xiaohua asked.
Zhang Hao's gaze was fixed firmly on the depths of the temple:
"We must find a way to completely destroy the ancient god, to avenge the Zhang family members, and to stop the ancient god from continuing to wreak havoc."
Just then, the temple walls began to shake, and the ancient characters and patterns emitted a dazzling light.
To everyone's surprise, the words and patterns began to recombine, forming a complete map.
The map marks a mysterious location, which seems to be the hiding place of an ancient god.
At the same time, there are some strange symbols next to the map, which look like some kind of spell or ritual record.
"This should be the clue we're looking for."
Zhang Hao pointed to the map and said:
"These symbols are very likely related to the killing of the ancient gods."
The crowd gathered around the map, carefully studying the symbols.
With his extensive knowledge and keen insight, Zhang Hao quickly deciphered the meaning of some of the symbols.
"These symbols record an ancient ritual that seems to require the aid of some special object to perform."
Zhang Hao said:
"And this item is very likely somewhere in the Second Mausoleum Under Heaven."
"Then let's hurry up and go find it!"
"I can't wait to say it," the fat man said impatiently.
Zhang Hao shook his head:
"It's not that simple. The locations marked on this map are extremely dangerous, and we don't know exactly what that special item looks like."
"We can't just sit here and wait to die."
Wu Tianzhen said.
Zhang Hao pondered for a moment:
"Let's follow the map and go to the nearest location to investigate; we might find more clues."
Everyone nodded in agreement, packed their belongings, and prepared to set off.
Zhang Hao glanced at the black slave on the ground, sighed inwardly, and waved his hand to release golden flames, completely purifying him.
"Rest in peace, we will avenge you."
After saying that, Zhang Hao led everyone out of the temple, following the map's directions.
The Dragon God was still waiting outside the temple. When it saw Zhang Hao and the others come out, it obediently lowered its head.
Zhang Hao mounted the Dragon God, and the others followed suit.
The dragon god carried them swiftly along the rugged road.
Along the way, they encountered many strange creatures and dangerous traps, but Zhang Hao's powerful abilities saved them all.
Zhang Hao controlled the Dragon God, easily avoiding those deadly traps.
When faced with an attacking creature, he only needs to wave his hand, and the golden flames will burn it to ashes.
As the crowd followed behind, their admiration for Zhang Hao grew even stronger.
"Uncle, you're amazing! These things are no match for you."
Xie Xiaohua couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Zhang Hao smiled slightly:
"It's nothing. Our goal is the Ancient God. These are just minor troubles."
After several days of trekking, they finally arrived at the first location marked on the map.
An abandoned altar. The altar is surrounded by broken stone statues, exuding an eerie atmosphere.
Zhang Hao jumped off the Dragon God and carefully observed the altar.
He discovered a groove in the center of the altar, the shape of which perfectly matched that of some kind of object.
"It seems that the item we are looking for was once placed here."
Zhang Hao said:
"But it's gone now."
"What do we do now? Did we make a wasted trip?"
"I'm so frustrated," the fat man said.
Zhang Hao shook his head:
"Not necessarily, look at these stone statues."
Following Zhang Hao's gaze, everyone saw that the stone statues had different expressions: some were ferocious, some were in pain, and some were angry.
"These stone statues are likely guardians of the altar, and their expressions may hint at something."
Zhang Hao said.
He walked up to a stone statue with a pained expression and reached out to touch it.
The stone statue suddenly emitted a light, and a muffled voice echoed in everyone's minds:
"The spirit of water... was... stolen by... the ancient corpse..."