Should I enter the sandstorm to find the Temple of Death, or leave to save my life
Since Yang Qi received the inheritance from Emperor Haoyang, he has been smooth sailing. Although he has encountered several crises, they are not too serious, and even fewer threaten his life and death. The most dangerous one was the fight with Jiu Qian Sui. Even that time, he was more than 60% sure of killing Jiu Qian Sui.
Most of the crises he encountered before were forced, but now, he has a choice. Not to mention that the Temple of Death is still uncertain, the Holy See of Light has not obtained the Holy Grail, and even if it does, there is still the Dark Council and the six holy places to support it. So, even if he can't find the Temple of Death, it won't be a big loss for him!
He could have simply avoided taking this almost unnecessary risk!
“The practice of martial arts is like rowing against the current. If you don’t move forward, you will move backward. If you are not determined to pursue martial arts, even with the inheritance of Emperor Haoyang, you will never achieve great things.” Yang Qi’s face changed repeatedly. After a moment, he seemed to have figured something out. There was a hint of an indomitable aura on his body.
Although Yang Qi's cultivation was not weak in the past, he gained strength too easily and practiced for too short a time. Although his realm was not low, his state of mind was much worse.
The warriors of Tianwu Continent all had to fight for cultivation resources, and all had to fight to get opportunities. Having experienced the cruelty of the cultivation world since childhood, the warriors of Tianwu Continent were far superior to Yang Qi in terms of their state of mind. Not to mention the warriors of Tianwu Continent, even the warriors of the Earth cultivation world who had accumulated step by step, their state of mind was also superior to Yang Qi.
This time, facing the sandstorm, Yang Qi finally discovered the flaws in his state of mind. If he retreated, the flaws in his state of mind would inevitably affect his future practice. It would not be visible in a short time, but once he reached a high level of cultivation, the flaws in his state of mind would become apparent and affect his martial arts!
However, this time Yang Qi chose to move forward courageously, strengthening his martial arts and his determination to seek the truth, and his state of mind took a leap forward.
Yang Qi, who understood all this, couldn't help but feel fortunate. If he had chosen to retreat just now, he would definitely not have achieved much in martial arts in the future.
"Temple of Death, I want to see what's so special about you." Yang Qi smiled slightly, stepped on the ground, and quickly rushed towards the sandstorm.
Whoosh~ Whoosh~
Yellow sand was flying, covering the sky. The sun seemed to have disappeared. Even with Yang Qi's cultivation level, he could only see a distance of about ten meters.
"No wonder sandstorms are called the most dangerous situation in the desert. The flying yellow sand alone is probably enough to bury ordinary people in the desert." Yang Qi sighed lightly. This was just the periphery of the sandstorm. The strong wind swept the yellow sand on the ground, and it already had such a terrifying power.
If an ordinary person were in a sandstorm, he would not be able to tell his position at all, and might even be blown into the sky by the wind.
“Boom~Boom~”
Huge roars were heard, and the entire earth began to shake slightly.
Wow~
Suddenly, a huge sand wall about ten meters high appeared in front of Yang Qi.
"Sand waves!"
Yang Qi's face changed. Although an ordinary sandstorm is a threat to ordinary people, it cannot threaten him. However, a sand wall of dozens of meters long may bury even a warrior in the fetal breathing state if he is not careful.
clang~
With a shake of the sword, a terrifying aura burst out from Yang Qi's body.
"Bright Moon!"
The next moment, Yang Qi's body turned into a sword light and stabbed towards the incoming sand waves.
"Boom~"
The sand waves swept in, and Yang Qi's figure was swallowed up by the sand waves in the blink of an eye and disappeared.
If you look down from the sky, you will definitely find that a huge sandstorm with a diameter of more than ten kilometers is raging in the desert.
“Puff~”
Suddenly, the yellow sand on the ground exploded, and a slightly embarrassed figure rushed out from the ground. It was Yang Qi who stabbed a sword into the sand waves.
“Huh~”
Yang Qi let out a long breath. If it weren't for his powerful cultivation and the Yuan-penetrating Pills that could replenish his energy at any time, he would probably have been buried in the yellow sand.
"Finally out." Looking at the sandstorm raging in the distance, Yang Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh? Where is the temple?" Looking at the endless yellow sand in front of him, Yang Qi raised his eyebrows. After passing through the sandstorm, he still did not see the so-called temple.
There was a pyramid that was nearly a hundred meters high. With Yang Qi's cultivation level, he could see it clearly from several kilometers away, but the yellow sand in front of him was flat and there was no so-called pyramid at all.
Whoosh~
The next moment, the mask of death appeared in Yang Qi's hands.
"The sensation is getting stronger and stronger, it's just ahead." Yang Qi's eyes focused, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the distance.
After flying for several miles, Yang Qi suddenly discovered that the yellow sand in front of him was constantly gathering, and in the center of the gathering was actually a flat stone wall.
"That is..." Yang Qi glanced at the edge of the stone wall and immediately discovered that the edge of the stone wall was actually raised, forming an inverted cone shape.
"Could it be..."
A light flashed through his mind, and Yang Qi suddenly realized that the so-called pyramids were not upright, but upside down. This is why there has never been any record of pyramids in the Death Desert.
Because this pyramid is not upright at all, but upside down and inserted into the yellow sand.
When he reached the top of the stone wall, the sensation of the Mask of Death became even stronger, and Yang Qi directly found the entrance to the stone wall.
"Is this the entrance to the Temple of Death?" Looking at the dark passage, Yang Qi took a breath, and in a flash, he disappeared into the passage.
A moment after Yang Qi entered the passage, the flowing yellow sand once again covered the stone wall, as if it had never appeared.
"This passage is actually constructed by a formation?" As soon as he entered the passage, Yang Qi felt a strange fluctuation. This formation can prevent the yellow sand outside from entering the temple.
"It was indeed left by a cultivator, but I don't know what level of cultivator this God of Death is." Walking along the passage, Yang Qi became quite curious about what level of powerful Anubis in the mythology of the Pharaoh.
Deep in the passage, there were bursts of fluorescent light. The first-floor hall was empty except for a few ancient murals depicting the figure of Anubis. One of them showed Anubis presenting a mask to a chief wearing a crown.
"This should be the pharaoh who got the Mask of Death. Unfortunately, these things are of no use to me." Yang Qi shook his head slightly. If Xie Wei and Mr. Hu were here, these murals would have great research value, but for warriors, these murals did not contain any valuable information.
The hall on the second floor is obviously smaller than the first floor. Yang Qi also believes that this temple should be an inverted pyramid.
"Boom~"
Just as Yang Qi entered the third floor, there was a sudden loud noise, followed by the sound of fighting coming from deep within the third floor.
"Someone!" Yang Qi's face changed. Someone arrived at the Temple of Death before him! (To be continued)