I Have A City In An Alternate World



After walking for a distance, the first elder stopped again, indicating that they should stop moving forward.

what's going on? what happened this time? "

The hearts of the cultivators in the treasure vault tightened. If there was nothing important, the great elder would definitely not have stopped.

He subconsciously tensed up and prepared for battle.

Ever since they entered the ruin secret realm, everyone had been in a state of tension, and they did not know where the pressure came from.

It was as if a pair of eyes were peeking in the dark.

These cultivators in the treasure house had experienced countless dangerous situations and knew that their current state was definitely abnormal.

However, no one, including the great elder, could find the source of this abnormality. It was precisely because of this that all the cultivators were in a depressed state.

The cultivators in the treasure vault were secretly suspicious. Were the rumors about the secret realm of the ruins true or false?

Why weren't there any treasures everywhere? instead, there was a strange atmosphere, as if something terrifying was about to happen.

The great elder did not say a word. He just continued to stare ahead with a grave expression.

The crowd grew more and more curious, guessing that the great elder had already discovered the problem.

At this moment, the great elder's expression was extremely gloomy as he looked ahead coldly.

It turned out that in the middle of the road ahead, a group of pottery statues had once again appeared, and they were in various poses.

These pottery statues exuded a rotten aura, and the first elder was no stranger to all kinds of special auras.

This was because there were many similar items in the headquarters of the treasure vault, all of which exuded the same aura.

However, these items were all used to be buried with the dead, and had been buried underground for countless years.

The great elder was bewildered. He could not understand why a pile of burial items would appear in the ruin secret realm.

Could it be that the ruin secret realm was actually a huge tomb, and the treasures that were brought out were actually the funerary objects of this tomb?

With this guess in mind, the great elder began to seriously size him up again.

He found that other than the pottery, there were many clay buildings on both sides of the road.

There were also pottery carriages, pottery horses, and big tree chickens and ducks. When these pottery were placed, it looked like a standard scene of daily life.

"There's no mistake, it's a burial object!"

When the great elder saw this, he was certain of his speculation. These pottery products were definitely not ordinary objects.

If it was any other time, the great elder wouldn't even look at it, but at this moment, he felt a chill in his heart.

Chief elder was now certain that the source of his unease was these strange pottery statues.

Just as the Grand Elder was focused on his observation, the motionless statues suddenly began to change.

"Hehehe hehe hehe"

A clay figurine of a child playing suddenly began to move, and at the same time, it began to laugh.

The voice was sharp and thin, reverberating in the dark tunnel.

All the cultivators present had killed countless people and had seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

However, after hearing the laughter, he felt a little scared and the uneasiness grew stronger.

After rolling a few times on the ground, the child got up and looked at the first elder and the others. He tilted his head and looked at them seriously.

"You guys are here!"

As if seeing an acquaintance, the small pottery statue waved his hand and said to the first elder and the others.

The strange aura made the cultivators even more nervous, as if something bad was about to happen.

"They're here!"

Just as the cultivators were guessing, a sharp voice came from their group.

The sudden turn of events shocked all the cultivators and they all looked towards the source of the sound.

He saw a cultivator from the treasure vault standing in the middle of the road. His body was as stiff as a statue.

His face was pale, as if a layer of white ash had been applied to it. His facial features were a little blurry, as if they had faded.

He didn't pay any attention to the crowd and only stared at the small head in front of him, his eyebrows curved like crescent moons.

"They're here."

He replied again. His mouth didn't seem to move at all, but his voice still came out.

It was sharp, eerie, and creepy.

After confirming the source of the sound, the first elder's expression became gloomier. He really couldn't believe that his companion had been hit without a sound.

"Wait, it's talking about you!"

The first elder immediately realized that something was wrong when this thought appeared in his mind.

If he wasn't wrong, this wasn't the only cultivator who had been hit. There were other cultivators as well.

His expression didn't change. He looked at the cultivators around him again and found that something was wrong.

There were more than a dozen cultivators in the crowd. They were all dazed and seemed out of place with the other cultivators.

When he looked at the cultivators 'waists, the first elder narrowed his eyes. He no longer had any doubts.

As expected, their team had already been ambushed.

Each of these cultivators had a small clay figurine hanging from their waist, and the figurine was looking around with a smile on its face.

Under the shocked gazes of the cultivators, these clay figurines opened their mouths and answered in a spy voice, " "We're here, we're here."

The voices converged and reverberated in the claustrophobic environment, but it only made the strange atmosphere more and more intense.

"It's good that you're here, it's good that you're here. We can be together again!"

Next to the child statue was an old man. It slowly turned its head and spoke in a very pleased tone.

After he said this, the stationary pottery statues around him all started to move.

They looked at first elder and the others and repeated the old man's words in unison.

"It's good that you're here, it's good that you're here. We can be together again!"

Then, all the statues raised their heads at the same time and looked at the first elder and the others as if they were picking their prey.

"Be careful, spread out!"

Seeing this, the great elder decisively chose to attack an abnormal cultivator.

At this time, there was no room for hesitation. He had to get rid of this hidden danger as soon as possible.

A fierce attack landed on the cultivator from the treasure vault, sending him flying.

Like a Ragdoll, he crashed heavily into the wall and then fell to the ground.

With the great elder's strength, he could easily kill any cultivator present without any resistance.

If he didn't have such strength, what right did the Grand Elder have to command the Treasury and intimidate the enemy forces?

However, what happened next shocked all the cultivators. They couldn't believe their eyes.

The cultivators from the treasure vault who were sent flying had their bodies shattered and were dead.

To everyone's surprise, his body trembled and he actually stood up from the ground again.

However, his face was covered in cracks and blood was seeping out from the cracks.

"It hurts, I'm going to kill you!"

The cultivator from the treasure vault said in a strange tone. Then, he rushed toward the great elder like a puppet.

At the same time, the other cultivators from the treasure vault that were controlled by the statue also began to attack their companions.

The cultivators in the treasure vault reacted extremely quickly. The moment they were attacked, they had already launched a counterattack.

At this time, they were shocked to find that the companions controlled by the Tao statue seemed to have immortal bodies. They could not be killed at all!