As the country's top archaeological expert, Mr. Hu has also studied the ancient pharaoh period. However, there is no evidence to support the records on the death mask. Judging from the records on the death mask alone, it is more like a myth.
"I don't think so. The temple where the God of Death is located should be real." Yang Qi smiled slightly and looked at Xie Wei and said, "Do you remember which ruins in the canyon?"
Xie Wei was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand something, and said, "You mean the Temple of the God of Death also has a maze like the canyon?"
After Xie Wei and the others entered the canyon, no one else could enter, not even the martial artists at the Huajin level. If such a maze existed, it would not be strange for ordinary people not to know about the existence of the Death Temple. The mountain gate of the Blood Demon Cult was also not recorded in history.
"It's possible." Yang Qi said lightly.
However, in its opinion, the Temple of the God of Death is probably not comparable to the mountain gate of the Blood Demon Cult, otherwise it would have disappeared completely in Africa, where the vitality of heaven and earth is weak.
"Does it record how to find the temple?" Yang Qi asked.
"According to the records above, the pharaoh searched all the way west from the lower reaches of the Nile River and finally arrived at the temple." said Old Hu.
West? Down the Nile
Yang Qi smiled bitterly. Whether going west or to the lower reaches of the Nile, the range was too wide, and it was not easy to determine the location carefully.
However, the Temple of Death may be related to the Holy Grail, so Yang Qi still plans to go there in person.
Yang Qi returned to Qingzhou and told Shen Yuxuan and the others about his plan. This trip to Africa might take ten days or half a month. After all, although he had received guidance from the Mask of Death, in fact, there was not much information on the Mask of Death. He was not completely sure whether he could find the Temple of Death.
After doing all this, Yang Qi set off for the Pharaoh Kingdom.
The Kingdom of Pharaohs is located in northern Africa. It is also a country with a long historical heritage. The most eye-catching of its features is the Pharaoh's Pyramid that has stood for countless years.
Yang Qi prepared everything in the city next to the desert before setting out into the desert. The Death Desert is the largest desert in the world. Even if a warrior enters it, he may get lost and eventually die there.
On the outskirts of the desert, Yang Qi could still see some tourists and local businessmen coming and going, but as Yang Qi went deeper, he could no longer see anyone else.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Yang Qi's face changed, and he flew to a low-lying sandy area.
"Smell of blood?" Yang Qi couldn't help but raise his brows as he smelled the faint smell of blood in the air. The smell of blood here was quite strong, and there was also a lingering breath left by the battle of strong men. One of the breaths was familiar to him, the power of faith.
"The Holy See of Light and the Dark Council?" A gleam of light flashed in Yang Qi's eyes.
Previously, a conflict broke out between the Holy See of Light and the Dark Council on the outskirts of the desert. Although there has been no large-scale fighting during this period, both sides have not given up the search for the Temple of Death.
As Yang Qi went deeper, he could only see yellow sand, nothing else, not even a piece of green. This was already the Death Desert. The outer part of the Sahara Desert was not dangerous, but the Death Desert was the most dangerous place in the Sahara. Even a modern expedition team would die in it if they were not fully prepared.
"Damn it, where is the Pyramid of Death?" Looking at the endless yellow sand in front of him, Yang Qi's face looked a little ugly. He had gone deep into the desert for hundreds of miles, but still did not see any trace of the pyramid.
According to the records in the Mask of Death, the temple of Death should be a pyramid.
You know, the pyramid is not a small building. Even in modern society, it is definitely a landmark building. It is nearly 100 meters high and covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters. Such a huge building should have some traces even in the desert.
“It seems that the only way to find the Temple of Death is to break the blood-stained sky and let the hell storm blow open the temple door.” Yang Qi looked at the mask of death in his hand and said secretly.
Most of the contents recorded in the Death Mask had been translated into easy-to-understand Chinese by Mr. Hu, but there were only one or two sentences that even Mr. Hu himself did not know what they meant. He could only translate them into the corresponding Chinese according to the records in the Death Mask. Until now, Yang Qi still did not know what these two sentences meant.
Relying on his powerful cultivation, Yang Qi was not too worried about his own safety. However, after two days, he still had no clues, which made him very disappointed.
As night fell, Yang Qi lay alone in the silent desert, his cell phone having no signal.
After taking the Peiyuan Pill, he practiced while recovering the energy consumed during the day, and the night passed like this.
"Huh?" The next morning, Yang Qi woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the sky in the distance had turned red.
"The sky is stained with blood, could it be..."
Looking at the red sky in the distance, Yang Qi's heart moved. Of course, we will understand the unknown things with our own guesses. This is why civilizations with a long history have their own myths and legends.
What the ancients meant by the sky being stained with blood might not actually be stained with blood, but rather a kind of weather change.
“Swoosh~”
Thinking of this, Yang Qi stepped on the ground and immediately flew towards the distant sky. Fortunately, Yang Qi's cultivation was strong enough, otherwise the red sky that seemed not far away was actually dozens or hundreds of miles away, and it was in the desert, so it was not so easy to reach.
“Boom~Boom~”
As Yang Qi approached the bloody sky, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from afar, as if thousands of horses were galloping like thunder.
Under the blood-red sky, yellow sand filled the air and swept over like an overwhelming force.
"It's a sandstorm!"
Looking at the huge dust storm sweeping in from afar, Yang Qi's expression changed slightly. Sandstorm is the most terrible danger in the desert. Even a strong man in the fetal breathing realm seems insignificant under such a powerful natural force.
“Not good.” Yang Qi was about to retreat when he suddenly felt a cold breath emanating from the Mask of Death in his hand, as if something was calling the Mask of Death.
"This feeling..." Yang Qi's eyes fell on the sandstorm, "From the sandstorm, the storm from hell, could it be that..."
At this moment, Yang Qi finally understood what the storm from hell referred to. It should be the sandstorm in the desert!
"What should I do?" Looking at the rapidly approaching sandstorm, Yang Qi hesitated. With his strength, if he was swept by the sandstorm, his life would be in danger. But the Temple of Death might also be in the sandstorm. (To be continued)