# Chapter 2335: A Grotto That Buries a Demon King?
"Lan Ge!" Lin Feng and the others looked toward the mountain peak. The figure there made no move, so they turned their gaze to where Lan Ge had vanished. A dull ache gripped their hearts, impossible to articulate. Moments ago, he had been their companion, and in an instant, that demon cauldron had killed him. There was no power to resist—in a single flash, he was obliterated.
Out in the outside world, Lan Ge was undoubtedly a terrifying existence below the Saint realm—a genius of the Thunder Divine Temple. Yet here, in this ancient demon grotto of the Seven Forbidden Lands, he seemed so insignificant.
Every single one of them felt this way. In the ancient demon grotto of the Seven Forbidden Lands, no matter how powerful a person was, once they entered, they would likely still amount to nothing.
"Senior." At this moment, Hua Qianyu's gaze fell upon that lightning bolt, and she called out, causing Lin Feng and the others' expressions to darken. Hua Qianyu—she had actually taken the initiative to address him.
"Senior?" The sound of music suddenly ceased. The figure slowly turned around to look at Hua Qianyu. At that moment, Lin Feng and the others' eyes flashed with sharpness. This man was not a demon after all, but a real human being. His slightly aged face carried a look of confusion as he stood there, exuding a desolate aura.
However, when Hua Qianyu saw this man, her body couldn't help but tremble violently. How was this possible? How had he appeared in the ancient demon grotto of the Seven Forbidden Lands?
"High Priest, disciple Hua Qianyu of the Heavenly Sound Divine Temple." Hua Qianyu's gaze was fixed on him, her heart churning with enormous waves. The High Priest of her Heavenly Sound Divine Temple was actually inside the ancient demon grotto.
Upon hearing this, Lin Feng and the others also felt their hearts tremble fiercely. This old man was a member of the Heavenly Sound Divine Temple.
"High Priest?" The old man murmured softly, his gaze falling on Hua Qianyu. "Who am I?"
"He's lost his memory too," Lin Feng and the others thought, their minds shaken. Everyone here seemed to have lost their memories, forgotten who they were.
"High Priest, you are the High Priest of my Heavenly Sound Divine Temple!" Hua Qianyu was speechless. She didn't even know the High Priest's name; she had only seen his face in images. This was her first time seeing him in person, and it was under these circumstances.
"Is that so?" The old man seemed to be talking to himself. Heavenly Sound Divine Temple—where was that?
"Whoosh!" A gale howled, and the old man's figure vanished in an instant. The black-robed figure also soared into the air, saying, "Senior, wait for me."
"He called him 'senior'—could that black-robed man also be a normal person?" Lin Feng and the others' expressions flickered as they stared at the distant figures. Soon, this mountain range became desolate again, with no trace of anyone left.
"We need to leave this place," Ye Zhiyun said at that moment. The others nodded in agreement. Those demonic figures had appeared silently just now; they couldn't stay here any longer.
"I want to go back," Hua Qianyu suddenly said, causing the others' expressions to stiffen. Go back?
They had come to explore the secrets of the ancient demon grotto, and now they had entered it. But what awaited them was unknown terror and deathly desolation, as if death could strike at any moment.
The High Priest of the Divine Temple—what kind of figure was he? He had been missing for years, only to be trapped in the ancient demon grotto, and he had lost his memory. This made Hua Qianyu lose the courage to continue exploring. She wanted to go back.
But now, could they go back?
"Going back now is just as dangerous," Ye Zhiyun reminded her.
"No, I want to go back." Seeing the High Priest of the Heavenly Sound Divine Temple, Hua Qianyu seemed to have been shocked. That was the High Priest! She knew exactly how terrifying the power of the Heavenly Sound Divine Temple's High Priest was. This made her see no hope at all; she only wanted to return.
"Will you come back with me?" Hua Qianyu asked the others.
Ye Zhiyun shook her head, her beautiful eyes turning to Lin Feng and the other two. Chi Lianshan's expression darkened as he said, "We've already come this far. Let's go in and take a look. Whether we go out now or not, life and death are unknown either way."
"I agree," the fatty said. Hua Qianyu said nothing more. She turned and flashed back along the path they had come, as fast as lightning, as if trying to flee this territory.
In the distance, a terrifying giant handprint suddenly emerged from beneath the mountain range. Hua Qianyu's expression changed drastically, and she turned to flee. But the giant handprint directly grasped the void, trapping her inside.
"No!" Hua Qianyu roared in fury. But the giant handprint suddenly clenched, and in an instant, it vanished. Hua Qianyu's body had turned to dust, disappearing into the void, as if she had never existed.
Lin Feng and the other three stood frozen, speechless. Life—so fragile.
"Let's go," Ye Zhiyun said. Lin Feng and the others reluctantly averted their gaze and continued forward into the unknown demon grotto. They had no choice.
They passed through a valley. In the valley, there was an extremely strong aura of death and corpse qi, as if many powerful beings had fallen there. In this valley, there were also some weapons and treasures, radiating dazzling light and terrifying auras.
"Is that another group?" Lin Feng and the others encountered another group. As for the group that had agreed to look out for each other, they had long since disappeared somewhere. This group in front of them had only three people left.
"There are Sacred King weapons. Those artifacts are probably terrifying treasures too. And those skeletons lying there, not decayed—I wonder how terrifying the beings they belonged to were." One person looked down at the valley below, a hint of fervor in his eyes.
"Don't go down. It's probably very dangerous," another warned.
"Dangerous? This ancient demon grotto—where isn't it dangerous? They died right in front of us, and we were powerless to do anything. We could only watch." The first person turned back to look at the one who had warned him. "Dangerous or not, I have to try. Right now, only by becoming stronger can we have a better chance of survival."
With that, his body plunged into the valley. Soon, he landed in front of a Sacred King weapon—a blood-colored demon blade. His hand trembled, and a terrifying suction force emanated from his palm, trying to lift the Sacred King weapon.
"Pfft..." A peerless blood light suddenly slashed out. The man's body was split in two before he could even react. His soul was directly extinguished. Lin Feng and the others clearly saw that he had prepared his defenses, but it was too late.
The blood-colored demon blade hummed, then gradually dimmed, returning to stillness. But the ferocity of that single slash was deeply etched into everyone's minds.
"Let's go," Lin Feng said. They wandered aimlessly, not knowing where they had ended up. They only knew that they had truly entered the depths of the ancient demon grotto. Now, if they wanted to leave, it would probably be as difficult as reaching the heavens.
The two people behind followed Lin Feng and the others without greeting them, just keeping their distance. Lin Feng naturally understood their intentions—they wanted to use them as scouts. If danger arose, forget about the so-called mutual care they had agreed upon outside; they would probably be the first to flee.
"We can't afford any more losses," Lin Feng said, stopping in his tracks. He looked at the remaining few: Ye Zhiyun, Chi Lianshan, and the fatty. Six people, and in the blink of an eye, two had died. He hadn't been able to stop it; he could only watch helplessly. But he didn't want to see these companions fall in this ancient demon grotto either.
Ye Zhiyun's expression tightened. Of course, they didn't want anything to happen. They hadn't wanted Lan Ge and Hua Qianyu to meet their end either. But they were powerless; they couldn't stop it.
Lin Feng slowly turned around and looked at the two people following in the distance. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he said, "You two—go ahead?"
The two of them involuntarily stiffened, staring at Lin Feng with cold eyes.
"If you don't, you die!" The two of them suddenly felt a great perfect Death Dao descend upon them. Their pupils contracted. Since when did the Evil God of the Ancient Realm Clan also excel in the great perfect Death Dao?
"That's right. These two bastards want to use us as scouts from behind. If you don't go ahead, you die!" Chi Lianshan's pupils turned cold as he stepped forward, a heavy pressure bearing down like a mountain.
"If you don't go ahead, you die!" The fatty had also lost his playful demeanor, his face cold as he addressed the two. Four against two—they clearly had no chance of winning.
"You're ruthless!" one of them said coldly. They stepped forward and soon got ahead of Lin Feng and the others, walking toward the distant demon mountains.
But surprisingly, they encountered no danger after that. They advanced unimpeded until a massive coffin-shaped structure floating in the sky came into view. This enormous blood coffin seemed to bury an ancient demon king. It looked like a palace, or perhaps a series of ancient demon grottos.
Lin Feng and the others involuntarily stopped, staring at the space ahead. A voice echoed in their minds: Ancient Demon Grotto!
This colossal coffin-shaped grotto—was this the origin of the ancient demon grotto? What existed inside? Had it truly buried a demon king?
"What do we do?" Ye Zhiyun murmured. They had actually arrived before the real grotto. The floating giant coffin made her feel a soul-crushing pressure.
"We're not the only ones here," Lin Feng said, looking at other directions in the distance. There were a few scattered figures. The demonic beings outside the ancient demon grotto seemed to have unknowingly guided them here—to the true ancient demon grotto.
"Do we go in?" Chi Lianshan asked. Lin Feng's expression was extremely grave. "If we don't go in and take a look, I'm afraid we'll never have a chance to get out."
"You mean, only by truly entering the ancient demon grotto can we possibly find a way out?" Ye Zhiyun looked at Lin Feng and asked.
"We only have two paths: either go in, or turn back the way we came. If you want to turn back, I'm willing to try with you," Lin Feng said, looking at Ye Zhiyun and the other two. Their expressions stiffened. Turning back—was there still a path?
"It seems we really only have one path," Ye Zhiyun said with a bitter smile, looking at the demon grotto. "Maybe this path will be the last one of our lives."
As her words fell, all four of them felt an immense weight. The possibility of a dead end was very high. Here, no one could guarantee survival.
PS: Two chapters today. It might be two chapters for the next few days. My arm feels weak when raised, and I can't type for long periods without shoulder and neck pain.