Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"Blasphemy?"

"maybe."

Chief Wuto spread his hands.

But the tone of voice sounded a bit strange.

He and Azhiya grew up together.

The two are of similar age and have similar personalities, so they always talk about everything.

At that time, Azhiya was cheerful and talkative, not as stubborn, cold, and capricious as she is now.

The turning point that caused a drastic change in his character.

It was in that year that his only daughter, Una, rashly used the magic drum to perform witchcraft without permission, which ended up bringing an unexpected disaster to the tribe.

but.

Wuto knew that Una's original intention was not to blaspheme God, but to save people.

Just because Azhiya went to the Black Desert.

No one in the tribe knows shamanism.

Una had no choice but to take the risk.

But before that, she had not been recognized by the gods and had not yet become a real Udayou, or a female shaman.

This is how blasphemy occurs.

When Azhiya got the news, he hurried back from the Black Desert. The outcome had already been decided and everything was irreversible.

He was angry and in pain, and wanted to give an explanation to his tribe members.

He could only lock his daughter into the hell prison with his own hands.

Let her reflect on her mistakes behind closed doors and be punished.

And he himself became taciturn after that day, staying in the house all day long and never going out.

So many years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The younger generation has no idea of ​​the past.

But Azhiya could never overcome his inner demons.

Wuto saw this and felt extremely painful. With Una's talent, she could definitely become the next generation of Wuda in the tribe.

That's why he took this opportunity.

It was suggested that Una lead the way for Chen Yulou and others.

Although she was young at the time, she followed her father Azhiya and traveled to the Black Desert many times.

In terms of experience, the younger generation of people are far inferior to her.

In addition, the most important point is that if Una can succeed, she can also resolve Azhiya’s knot in her heart.

"So there is such a secret."

Listen to him slowly talk about the past.

Chen Yulou and the others finally understood.

No wonder Wutuo said not to care after Azhiya left angrily. At that time, he just thought it was just an angry remark. Now it seems that Azhiya is the same.

A father personally sent his daughter into an irretrievable situation.

All these years.

How much suffering did he endure?

So the moment his old friend suggested letting Una out, he must have been excited and relieved, but he couldn't say it, let alone do it, and could only leave in this way.

After all, people's words are scary, so he wants to avoid suspicion.

"Come on, I'll take you to see Una."

Wutuo waved his hand.

From his point of view, it was not Una's fault what happened back then.

Even the tribesmen who had suffered unprovoked misfortune had long been forgiven, but the old fellow Azhiya had too many demons in his heart and could never forgive himself.

"it is good."

Chen Yulou nodded.

After all, he is most likely the guide for the next journey, so it wouldn't hurt to meet him first.

He was also curious about what kind of woman Una was.

"Chief, I'm going too."

Seeing a group of people standing up, Poli couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

He grew up in the village and had never heard of such a story.

There was no point in staying alone at this moment.

"Why don't you go back to see your Sulqin?"

Wuto looked back at him and joked.

Poli, who had been acting stern and dignified all the way, couldn't help but blush at this moment, and waved his hands repeatedly, "Chief, please stop joking, you can watch it anytime.

Hear the conversation between the two.

Chen Yulou and the others couldn't help but look at each other.

There was a look of understanding on his face.

No wonder he remained indifferent to the accessories thrown at him by the women when he entered the city before. It turned out that he already had a woman he liked in his heart.

"Okay, come along."

Wutuo made a joke and then put away his expression.

He led a group of people and walked straight out of the city, but they did not take the main road they came from, but walked through the earthen houses.

Gradually.

Even Poli looked surprised.

He thought he knew the fortress very well and could pass through it easily even with his eyes closed.

But it was not until this moment that he was shocked to find that the place the patriarch had taken him to was indescribably strange.

Especially when he pushed open a gate.

Poli looked up and found that no one lived in the yard. The ground was overgrown with weeds, and there was only a small path paved with bluestone bricks in the middle, which seemed to show signs of someone walking on it.

"Clan leader..."

Swallowing secretly, Poli subconsciously wanted to speak.

But Wuto ignored his meaning.

Walk straight along the path.

And pushed open the door that had been closed all year round.

Po Li hurriedly followed, and the moment he stepped over the threshold, he felt an indescribable sense of gloom and decay coming towards him.

Wait until your eyes finally adjust to the darkness in the room.

His expression suddenly changed.

The house was not the hall he had imagined, but a huge pit.

The surroundings are as smooth as a well.

The pit was pitch black, with one unable to see one's hand in front of one's face, as if it was directly connected to the hell of evil spirits.

At this moment, he was at the edge of a deep pit. Poli's heart trembled, and he subconsciously took a half step back. His tall figure tensed up all of a sudden.

"This is……"

Poli never thought that what he would see when he opened the door would be such a shocking scene.

"The underworld, purgatory!"

Wutuo, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

The old man's face was full of complexity. Many years ago, when he was first brought here, he did not perform as well as Poli. If the old patriarch had not grabbed him, he might have slipped and fallen.

In the ancient legends of shamans.

The gods live in heaven, humans and all living things live on earth, and demons and ghosts can only wander in the underworld.

And in the deepest part of the underworld.

It is said that there is also a purgatory that is specifically used to imprison demons who blaspheme God and people who have committed heinous crimes.

Guz State, Uighur tribal stronghold.

Everything here is built in imitation of this.

He had seen this place before and was so shocked that he went back and looked through the ancient books of his clan, and finally found a trace of record about it between the lines.

At least a thousand years ago.

The ancestors of the tribe lived in seclusion at this time.

So they began to build this purgatory.

And so far, the number of tribesmen who have been imprisoned there is less than one handful.

So much so that many people never even know it exists in their lifetime.

"Una-senpai, is he down there?"

Just four words.

It has already caused a huge uproar in Poli's heart.

He looked down at the abyss in front of him, his eyes full of fear and dread.

"Yes."

Wuto nodded.

Una was the last member of the tribe to be imprisoned here.

The words fell.

He suddenly raised his hand and made a rather strange gesture, and uttered an extremely strange byte.

wow-

For an instant.

It was like some mysterious spell was being cast.

In the inky black underground, streaks of fire suddenly appeared in the air.

It looked like a ghost fire floating in a cemetery.

But for some unknown reason, the moment the fire appeared, Poli, who had been hunting for many years, felt an extremely strong sense of palpitations and crisis in his heart.

"wrong……"

It's not just him.

The expressions of Chen Yulou and the others who followed closely behind him all changed slightly.

Among the five of them, even Yang Fang, who had practiced cultivation for the shortest time, had already reached the level of pushing open the door and entering the Qi Refining Pass.

The five senses and six consciousnesses are far superior to those of ordinary people.

The old foreigner frowned, and the Jiaoshe bow on his back made a sound without moving. The bow body instantly became hot as if it was burned.

Longbow warning.

This is the first time since entering the Western Regions for so long.

How could he not be nervous?

"Evil spirit!"

Similar to him, Yang Fang, who was carrying the divine whip on his back, also clearly felt the vibration behind him.

Beat the magic whip to subdue corpses and demons.

At this moment, with the help of the firelight floating in the abyss, he could gradually see clearly deep below. There was no smell of corpses, so the only things left were demons and monsters.

"It is indeed a monster."

"But the aura is very strange."

Partridge Whistle's brows were furrowed, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

If it were an ordinary monster, with his current level, he would be able to see through it at a glance.

But at this moment, those drifting flames, apart from the evil spirit, clearly also had a sense of spirituality and vitality.

They looked at each other, unable to understand.

Subconsciously, he looked at Chen Yulou in front of him.

Judging from past experience, no matter how inexplicable the existence is, he seems to be able to give an answer.

This time they all noticed something strange. He didn't say a word, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

only……

No one thought of it.

At this moment, Chen Yulou was not in a trance, but was simply in incredible shock.

Fire in the darkness of the abyss.

They were clearly fist-sized flying insects.

Its entire body is red, like a piece of transparent crystal, and its wings are even more crystal clear. Through the transparent shell, one can even see its translucent internal organs and the slowly flowing flames. It is indescribably mysterious and weird.

"Fire...Ladybug?"

Chen Yulou looked as if he had seen a ghost.

It seemed as if countless voices were ringing in my mind.

The fire beetle guarding the Rakshasa Ghost City actually appeared here?

For a moment, he felt as if his memory was reversed.

Could it be?

Between hesitations.

He suddenly remembered that outside the altar, the clan leader Wutuo had said that Azhiya was the person in the Uighur tribe who went in and out of the Black Desert the most.

Before him, this tribe had existed by the Fish Sea for thousands of years.

Generation after generation of shamans, like him, ventured into the sand nest in search of the legendary sacred tree.

So, is there a possibility that these fire beetles were brought back from the Black Desert by the tribe’s previous wizards?

And I watched it for so long.

He had discovered a slight difference.

In the original novel, the fire beetles guarding the Rakshasa Ghost City emitted blue light, but the fire under the abyss here is not the case.

The argument among several people did not make Wutuo speak.

At this moment, there was an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes as he looked at those fireflies.

Poli seemed to have thought of something as well.

The tension in his expression was unconsciously replaced by a hint of fanaticism and excitement.

Legend has it that the blessing of the God of Fire.

It turned out to be true.

They are guarding the underworld purgatory.

In just a blink of an eye, more and more flames emerged, dispelling the darkness, and the bottom of the abyss was finally completely exposed to everyone's sight.

The area below the deep pit is vast, endless, desolate and silent.

There seemed to be a cold breath of death in the air.

In the middle of the bottom, a hill rises from the ground, like an isolated island in the vast ocean.

The group immediately realized that this was the location of the purgatory in the underworld.

but.

When their sights fell on the top of the mountain.

Their faces all changed.

A figure was actually sitting cross-legged in it.

Although it was only her back, it was clear from her attire that she was a woman.

The moment they saw her, they finally understood why this place was called purgatory.

It is dark all year round.

Let alone more than ten years, most people would go crazy if trapped here for a few days.

"Oona..."

Wutuo sighed.

Looking at the woman on the mountain, his eyes were full of complexity.

"You have been here for thirteen years. The gods have forgiven your mistakes. From today on... you can leave."

Hearing this, the woman's figure trembled noticeably.

But after a moment's silence, she shook her head, her tone indescribably firm.

"Chief, Una blasphemed the gods, which is an unforgivable sin."

"I plan to end the rest of my life here."

"You'd better go back."

Wutuo's face was even more painful. "You and I both know that what happened back then was not our fault. Ata was helpless. From the day you came in, he never left."

"I'm not here today to persuade you of anything."

"I just want you to know that he was definitely not heartless or ungrateful in what happened back then."

"I have known him all my life and I know him best."

Wuto came here more than once, but Una never wanted to speak.

He had finally waited for the opportunity today, how could he miss it?

Upon hearing these things she had never known before, Una on the top of the mountain widened her eyes, her expression full of disbelief.

She once thought Ata was too heartless.

Otherwise, how could a father send his daughter to purgatory to suffer with his own hands, especially when she had done nothing wrong?

So, from that day on, her heart died.

But now... every word from the patriarch told her that the truth was not as she thought.

For a moment, Una's belief, which she had maintained for thirteen years, began to collapse bit by bit.

If these words were spoken by someone else.

She would absolutely turn her nose up at it.

But the person who spoke was the patriarch, the one who watched him grow up.

"Really, really?"

Una closed her eyes and tilted her head back. After a long while, she opened her eyes again and looked at the figure above her head.

She needs to confirm it one more time.

"Have I, your uncle Wutu, ever lied to you once?"

Wuto shook his head.

This father and daughter are both more stubborn than each other.

Azhiya was obviously in more pain than anyone else, but he still sent his daughter here, and Una would rather die here than leave.

It comes down to it.

But the knot in my heart has not been resolved.

He has been dealing with the situation for so many years and has tried every possible means to resolve it, but to no avail.

Unexpectedly, today I was persuaded by a sudden impulse.

"Then why doesn't he... Ata come?"

Una pursed her lips and looked around.

But she didn't see any familiar faces among the group except for the chief of the Wutuo tribe.

"You, Ata, have never been able to forgive yourself. You haven't left the city for more than ten years. You dare not come here today, fearing that something bad might happen if you come."

Wutuo hesitated.

I still made a small excuse.

This is also a white lie.

After all, as long as Unaken comes out from underground, time will always be able to wash away everything.

The old guy wanted to see his daughter more than anyone else.

By the time they come here, they must be extremely anxious.

"That's it..."

Una's eyes dimmed, and she was obviously disappointed.

Seeing this, Wuto immediately said, "Oh, Oona, there is one more thing. I came here today to ask you to go to the Black Desert!"