Douluo gold and silver dragon god - #382 - Chapter 382 The Real Temple of Death

There was no need for any explanation of the assessment. Just these ten simple words immediately raised Ye Wuyou’s energy and spirit to an unprecedented peak.

The light shone brightly, and the great worshipper raised his right hand high, and a black light as black as ink shot out from the Death Crystal, directly hitting the center of the top of the hall. Suddenly, a strong black light beam shone from the sky, and the countless black lines under Ye Wuyou’s feet suddenly lit up.

The black light shone, and the rich light completely enveloped the dead bodies of Ye Wuyou and the Great Priest. However, the black light emitted from the death crystal dispersed at this moment, turning into a total of six black lights falling from the sky, in the circular shape. On the periphery of the silver platform, a gray will-o’-the-wisp that was exactly the same as the original Death Altar was lit.

A huge black shadow gradually emerged from behind the dead silence. It was the first time Ye Wuyou saw this figure, but for some reason, he was very familiar with this figure.

Suddenly, Ye Wuyou was startled. Isn’t the armor worn by the black figure the same Death Helmet and Death Armor worn by his Death Shadow?

“The sacred door is about to open, and the God of Death’s throne is about to be passed down. Candidates of the God of Death! Please walk into the door that the God of Death has opened for you, and use your strength, your heart, your soul, and everything you have to accept the God of Death. The final test.”

The voice of the great worshiper Dead Silence suddenly became extremely loud, and the whole person’s emotions seemed to have reached an unprecedented peak. The Death Crystal in his hand shattered, and at the same time, there were also pieces scattered around Death Silence’s body, separating him from Ye Wu. The nine soul rings shrouded in worry together.

The moment those nine soul rings were shattered, Ye Wuyou felt that the surrounding space had changed tremendously, and everything became unreal. His body could no longer move, and his whole body was filled with a powerful force that hit him. Unimaginably huge energy locked.

A strong breath of death rose into the sky around his body and turned into gray will-o’-the-wisps. It seemed to be the energy that appeared after the soul ring of Death was broken. The same gray will-o’-the-wisp was also burning on Death Silence’s body. The holiness and majesty on his face gradually faded away. Disappeared, looking at Ye Wuyou, only gentle eyes remained.

“No!” Ye Wuyou’s eyes widened. He seemed to know what the great worshiper in front of him was doing.

That was a sacrifice. Although he thought he was not a hypocritical person, it was difficult for him to watch others die for him.

Just like when he was escaping from the Ye family, his brother…

“Child, don’t be sad, this is my mission. From the day I became the chief priest of the Death God Heritage Temple and the manager of the Death God Heritage Temple, the arrival of this day was already destined. As the chief priest of the Death God Heritage Temple, I not only have to Protect everything in the Death God’s inheritance temple, fulfill the obligations of the Death God, and at the same time, become the guide for the new generation of Death. Now, I have completed all of this. Next, you can only rely on your own strength. .”

The dead voice of the great worshiper gradually became distant and soft, and his body gradually disappeared in the gray will-o’-wisp, and the surrounding energy also became violent at this moment, and the black light turned into a huge light pillar, lighting up the night. Wuyou’s body completely swallowed it.

After a long time, Ye Wuyou found that his body could move again. All the black light suddenly converged in front of him, and a black door burning with will-o’-the-wisps appeared in front of Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou knew that this was the door to Death God’s inheritance that Death had bought at the cost of his life.

It was he who opened this door for himself!

“I will never forget the sacrifice that the Great Sacrifice made to me.” Ye Wuyou murmured, taking a deep breath to fill his lungs. Ye Wuyou clenched the death sickle in his right hand, and without hesitation moved toward the black burning will-o’-the-wisp. Go to the door.

Buzz~

When his body passed through the door of death, Ye Wuyou felt as if his whole body was being restrained, and the huge pressure seemed to crush his body into pieces. However, when he stepped through the door, all the pressure disappeared in an instant. The surrounding scenery changed instantly, and he had come to another world.

This is a world of black, gray and silver. As soon as he arrived here, Ye Wuyou found that although the pressure on his body was gone, he couldn’t breathe. Surrounded by black crystal, his body was falling freely.

Ye Wuyou looked around calmly. During the free fall of his body, he could already feel what was happening where he was.

Is this the inheritance of the God of Death? Ye Wuyou released a breath of death, letting his body float in this pure and transparent energy like black crystal. He needs to take a clear look at his surroundings first.

After stabilizing his body, calming his mind, and burying the sadness of the deathly sacrifice in his heart, Ye Wuyou began to look at everything in front of him.

When his gaze turned from parallel to downward, an unparalleled shock suddenly appeared in his heart. The whole person’s expression froze at this moment.

In Ye Wuyou’s eyes, he saw a palace. Yes, just a thousand meters below him, a huge palace stood quietly there.

The palace was ten times bigger than the largest palace in the Wuhun Empire that Ye Wuyou had ever seen. Even when viewed from a thousand meters away, it is still so majestic.

A separate palace is located below. As far as the eye can see, the height of the palace is at least more than two hundred meters. The length and width are over a kilometer. What a magnificent palace this is!

Ye Wuyou couldn’t help but sigh in his heart, this should be the real Death Temple. Controlling his body through the release and retraction of the Death God’s aura, Ye Wuyou slowly fell towards the Death God Temple below.

The inheritance of the throne of the God of Death will undoubtedly be carried out in this magnificent Temple of the God of Death.

Soon, his feet touched the ground. Standing in front of the Temple of Death, Ye Wuyou felt that he was so small and everything around him was extremely silent.

Taking a deep breath and adjusting the mental energy he had previously consumed by releasing the breath of death, Ye Wuyou held the death scythe and strolled towards the temple of death.

In front of him, two gates blocked Ye Wuyou’s path. The Temple of Death was two hundred meters high. The gate of the main hall that appeared in front of him was already a hundred meters high, and its thickness was unknown. There is a pattern carved on both doors. On the door on the left, there is a statue of the God of Death. The tall God of Death is holding a death scythe. The whole body is covered with the souls of living things. The pattern on the right is a statue of the God of Death holding a death scythe. Sweeping forward, in front of him were countless ignorant beings who disobeyed the laws of nature and attempted to live forever.

Just standing in front of this door, Ye Wuyou can deeply feel the shock brought to him by the pattern on the door. The carving didn’t look very fine, but standing here, he felt as if he was actually there.

It was as if he was really watching the Death God holding the Death Scythe across the battlefield.

“Dear Lord Death, Ye Wuyou has come to accept your inheritance.” Ye Wuyou took a step back, holding the Death Scythe with both hands, and bowed slightly to the door in front of him.

The Death God’s Scythe faintly exudes a layer of black light, echoing the lines of the Death God Temple door.