vrcanaries Chapter 782: Ghost Maze
Chapter 782: Ghost Maze
Yan Zhen nodded and studied the map of the underworld carefully with Chen Yile.
"The location of the ghost maze is here."
He pointed his finger at a place marked "Ghost Maze" on the map.
"This place is where the Ten Kings of Hell imprison dangerous ghosts. It's filled with all kinds of strange traps and illusions."
Chen Yile stood up, his palms were slightly hot, and the gold and silver marks were faintly visible in the darkness.
"We must set off as soon as possible. We can't let the man in black robe succeed."
Li Xixi straightened her clothes and said, "Okay, let's go to the ghost maze now."
The ghost maze is located under a huge mountain deep in the underworld, surrounded by thick fog and the edge cannot be seen clearly.
As soon as the three entered the entrance of the maze, they felt an unsettling aura.
The air here is extremely cold and damp, and the walls are covered with strange patterns, as if telling of some ancient curse.
"There should be a lot of traps here." Yan Zhen walked in front, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, ready to deal with any emergency at any time, "We have to be careful."
Chen Yile followed Yan Zhen closely. His palms felt hot from time to time, and the gold and silver marks flashed faintly in the darkness.
He could feel an invisible force calling him, as if guiding something.
Li Xixi walked at the back, her eyes as sharp as a hawk, vigilantly observing everything around her.
She held a short knife in her hand, and the blade was shining with a faint cold light.
Soon after entering the maze, the three encountered difficulties.
The road ahead suddenly disappeared, replaced by a bottomless abyss. From the abyss came bursts of shrill ghost cries, which made people shudder.
"This is a spatial dislocation trap." Yan Zhen frowned and said, "We must find the right path to move forward."
Chen Yile stood on the edge of the abyss, and suddenly he felt a strong burning sensation in his palm.
The gold and silver seals glowed with a golden light, illuminating the surrounding walls. He saw an ancient rune engraved on the wall: "Only those with true heart can find the true path."
"What does this mean?" Li Xixi asked.
Chen Yile closed his eyes and felt the fluctuations coming from the mark.
Suddenly, he saw a picture in his mind: a man in white standing on the edge of the abyss, holding a long sword in his hand, and the sword light pierced the darkness.
"I feel like maybe I need to jump down." Chen Yile whispered.
"What?" Li Xixi exclaimed, "Are you crazy?"
"This is the only way." Chen Yile said firmly, "I believe the mark will not harm me."
Yan Zhen pondered for a moment: "Perhaps this is a way to test your sincerity. If you really want to solve the mystery, you must face your fears."
Chen Yile took a deep breath and jumped into the abyss. His body drew a graceful arc in the air and then disappeared into the darkness.
The moment Chen Yile fell into the abyss, the space around him seemed to distort.
He felt that he was not falling, but was being sucked into an endless dark vortex.
The ghost cries ringing in his ears became clearer, and the faces of countless wronged souls floated before his eyes. Their expressions were painful and desperate, as if they were telling endless sorrow.
Just when he thought he was about to fall into eternal darkness, suddenly a ray of light shone up from below.
Chen Yile opened his eyes and found himself standing on an empty platform with countless broken mirrors floating around it.
The surfaces of these mirrors are covered with cracks, but they can still reflect people's reflections.
What was even more bizarre was that in these mirrors, he saw different versions of himself - some were full of confidence, some looked panicked, and some even had a sinister smile.
"What is this place?" Chen Yile whispered to himself. He could feel the gold and silver marks beating on his palm, emitting a faint light.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the mirrors began to vibrate violently, and the images on the mirrors became distorted.
Chen Yile saw that his reflection began to change. The originally clear face gradually became blurred, and was replaced by an unfamiliar face.
It was a ghost face with a hideous smile.
Chen Yile took a step back, only to find himself surrounded by mirrors. In each mirror emerged a different ghostly image, slowly approaching him.
At this moment, the gold and silver mark suddenly burst into a dazzling light! Chen Yile felt a surge of power in his body, and his vision began to become clear.
He discovered that these mirrors were not actually real entities, but projections of some kind of illusion. Every time he looked at a mirror, the ghost inside would become more real because of his attention.
“Only those who are sincere can find the true way.”
Chen Yile suddenly remembered the runes on the wall. He took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and tried to ignore those illusory ghosts.
Gradually, his heartbeat calmed down and his breathing became even.
When his heart truly calmed down, the ghosts in the mirror began to dissipate.
In the end, all the mirrors returned to their original appearance, just ordinary broken mirror surfaces.
"I see." Chen Yile smiled. "A true person is someone who puts aside all distractions and fears in his heart."
At this moment, the ground suddenly began to shake. Chen Yile looked up and found a staircase leading upwards in the distance.
The stairs were made of black stones, each with strange runes engraved on it.
"It seems I have passed the test." Chen Yile turned and walked towards the stairs, "But this is only the first step."
At the same time, on the other side of the ghost maze, Yan Zhen and Li Xixi also encountered new challenges.
They were in a huge maze hall, but the entire space seemed to change every once in a while.
"The layout here keeps changing!" Li Xixi frowned and said, "We must find a fixed point as a reference."
Yan Zhen carefully observed the surrounding walls: "The patterns on these murals seem to follow a certain pattern. Each painting corresponds to a specific ghost."
At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded!
The floor of the entire hall began to sink, and at the same time, the chandelier on the ceiling suddenly broke, and countless tiny fragments fell like rain.
"Be careful!" Yan Zhen immediately pounced on Li Xixi, and the two of them avoided the falling debris at the critical moment.
"This is a space trap!" Yan Zhen quickly judged, "We must find an exit!"
However, just as they were about to act, more dangers arose.
Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the wall, and dark tentacles crawled out from them, each tentacle covered with sharp barbs.
"It seems that we not only have to deal with changes in space, but also these monsters."
Li Xixi drew out her dagger and prepared to fight.
Yan Zhen drew his sword and said, "Don't panic! If we work together well, we can definitely get through!"