"Do you see what it is?" Pang Bo asked, trying to identify the source of the danger. He was usually carefree, but he was always steady in critical moments.

"I didn't see anything, I just felt a terrible aura enveloping my body, and then this copper bell suddenly vibrated," said Wang Ziwen, who was still shaken by the incident, despite being surrounded by golden light.

After hearing these words, anyone who had gained something in the Great Thunder Monastery tightly held their broken Buddhist artifacts, which had proven to be extraordinary and undoubtedly something that the gods possessed!

The broken copper bell stopped vibrating, and the melodious bell gradually subsided. The golden flame burning on Wang Ziwen disappeared, and the radiance of the golden armor returned to the copper bell.

"Let's go, let's leave this ruins quickly!" Ye Fan held the ancient bronze lamp, casting a divine light, and led the way towards the Five-Color Altar.

The others followed closely behind. There must be something terrifying in this vast Heavenly Palace ruins, and every second of lingering would increase the danger.

"Ah..." Another scream was heard, as a male student fell to the ground, with a finger-sized hole in the center of his forehead, bleeding profusely. He died in the same way as the previous victim! He died with his eyes wide open, and the look of terror before his death was frozen on his face.

At this moment, many people were terrified. Another student died suddenly before their very eyes, and they were powerless to stop it. They didn't even know what had taken his life.

Talking about separation in life and death was easy, but experiencing it firsthand, everyone felt a sense of bitterness. Intimate classmates beside them died suddenly without even being able to say a last word, leaving them unable to accept what had happened. Many female students were almost on the verge of collapse, weeping softly. They had never seen such a scene before.

"Let's go!"

They couldn't stay there, and they had to keep moving. They quickly rushed towards the Five-Color Altar. They finally escaped from the ruins, but two lives were left behind forever, never to be seen again.

As they ran far away and looked back, the ruins looked like ferocious demons in the night sky, sending shivers down their spines.

However, before they could catch their breath, three screams sounded almost simultaneously, and two male students and one female student fell heavily to the ground, with wounds still on their foreheads, and the three identical blood holes were so shocking!

Blood stained the ground red, and the three former classmates and friends died tragically. Their eyes bulged out, and their expressions were full of fear.

In just a short moment, five people had lost their lives. While the others were grieving, they felt cold all over, and their scalps were numb. Perhaps it would be their turn next, and no one could be certain when their lives would end.

"Wuwu..." One female student was on the verge of collapse and burst into tears, saying, "Those who died didn't find any sacred objects in the temple. The unknown demon is nearby, and those who don't have the sacred objects left by the gods with them will die sooner or later..."

This was a fact. The five people who were attacked in the temple did not find anything, and it was only because of the broken copper bell that Wang Ziwen escaped unscathed.

"Help us..." Those who didn't find anything in the temple were all frightened, approaching those who had found something and pleading with them in a desperate tone. But in this life and death situation, who would give up their only life-saving Buddha artifact?

Some people didn't stop or even look back, and strode towards the Five-Color Altar, choosing indifference in the face of life and death.

The relationships and conflicts between people were put to the test for the first time.

"Please, save me..." The female student on the verge of collapse ran and cried, with tears streaming down her face and looking very pitiful. She lost both shoes while running, but she was still ignorant and frightened, with fear occupying her heart.

Ye Fan shouted loudly, "Those who found something in the temple can share it with others."

Pang Bo had always been with Ye Fan, and stood by his side and shouted loudly, "That's right, two or three people can hold one sacred object found in the temple together."

Many people looked over, but with hesitation. Someone spoke up, "What if these broken artifacts are not that effective? If they can only protect one person, wouldn't it put the original owner in danger..."

As soon as those words were spoken, people were immediately shaken, and even two people began to accelerate and run forward without looking back.

"Thank you, Ye Fan..." The pitiful female classmate who had lost her shoes and was tearful stumbled and came to Ye Fan, her face showing an extremely grateful expression mixed with the rolling tears, evoking a sense of pity.

Trembling, she reached out her right hand, but when she was still a foot away from the ancient lamp, her expression suddenly froze, then her eyes became lifeless and she fell heavily to the ground.

The accident was so sudden that Ye Fan watched her lose her eyesight, her beautiful face still with tear stains and her just-raised grateful smile frozen forever, making people feel uncomfortable.

Ye Fan wanted to help her up, but ultimately just stretched out his hand and withdrew it. The unfortunate female classmate had a hole in the back of her head, not in her forehead this time, and blood flowed out from her long black hair. She died in front of Ye Fan's eyes, just one step away.

That frozen smile pierced Ye Fan's eyes, and he slowly backed away from the gradually cooling body.

"What is that thing?" This was everyone's question.

Death was so close, and people became even more terrified. Soon, three or four people surrounded Ye Fan and Pang Bo, grabbing for the ancient lamp and bronze plaque. It was almost a struggle, and they wanted to make it their own.

"What are you doing?" Pang Bo immediately opened his eyes wide and shouted, "We're saving you, and sharing these things with you, not giving the bronze plaque and ancient lamp to you, and sacrificing our own lives!"

He was a big and burly man with a great build, and his angry roar naturally carried a frightening momentum. The few people immediately stopped and approached, placing their hands on the bronze plaque and ancient lamp.

There was no time to delay or stop, and everyone quickly ran, but at this moment, there was an uneasy mood spreading, and some people's eyes were hot, wanting to seize the Buddha relics. And those who possessed the broken Buddha relics were full of guardedness, regretting sharing them with others.

"We come from the same place, we have been classmates for four years, don't let the rest of your life be ashamed and regretful because of your choice today!" Ye Fan shouted loudly, even more able to control people than Pang Bo, instantly making many people settle down.

At this moment, hundreds and thousands of lightning bolts suddenly burst out from Liu Yunzhi's body, and electric currents danced around him. He looked like a thunder god descending to earth!

The lightning covered his entire body, and the electric sparks shone brightly, illuminating the surroundings. The golden vajra in his hand was even more dazzling, all due to the half-broken treasure pestle.

Liu Yunzhi was like wearing armor made of interwoven lightning, exuding an unmatched and fierce aura. Electric currents swirled around his body, making him look like a thunder and lightning war god.

"I was attacked by an unknown thing just now." He only said this one sentence, and then stopped talking. His sharp gaze swept over to where Ye Fan was, but when he saw the bronze ancient lamp in Ye Fan's hands, the two fierce lights disappeared quickly.

After a moment, the electric currents on Liu Yunzhi's body gradually dissipated, and the golden vajra in his hand became dim and powerless again.

A divine instrument staff held by a god!

The power of this treasure pestle was evident to everyone, and they were all shocked.

Everyone remained silent all the way, and finally arrived at the Five-Color Altar. Fortunately, there were no more death incidents, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

The nine huge dragon corpses and the bronze ancient coffin were still lying quietly on the Five-Color Altar, which was still shocking.

"That is..."

As they approached the altar, everyone was surprised to see the halo around the Five-Color Altar becoming hazy, and a faint light was gathering from all directions and entering the stone foundation below.

The halo that covered the sky gradually dissipated and disappeared, apparently due to the Five-Color Altar gathering some kind of mysterious energy.

At first, everyone was shocked, but then they showed joy because the Five-Color Altar was shining again, just like on Mount Tai. It was very likely a sign of opening the starry ancient road. However, this time, the source of the energy was not the "Stone Scripture and Jade Register," but a hazy and huge light shield.

"Boom boom boom!"

The hazy light in the sky was melting away, and the storm outside was roaring like thunder, causing the whole earth to tremble.

The light shield was dimming, and everyone climbed onto the five-color altar, nervously watching everything.

The terrifying presence, which was unknown, was like a shadow lingering in everyone's hearts. Although it didn't appear for the time being, as long as they didn't leave this place, it still posed a huge threat, and everyone was eager to escape from Mars.

It lasted for a whole half hour, and the dim light shield continued to compress. In the end, it barely covered the five-color altar, and its diameter had shrunk from over a thousand meters to less than two hundred meters. It was almost about to collapse to the ground, and all the mysterious energy was absorbed by the five-color altar.

Paonbo whispered in Ye Fan's ear, "Liu Yunzhi's gaze has swept over us several times inadvertently. This guy is very scheming, so be careful." He was perceptive and keenly aware of this situation.

"Don't worry, I know!" Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Liu Yunzhi, showing a gentle smile.

Liu Yunzhi was very calm and nodded friendly, showing no signs of abnormality. There were also two people beside him, one of whom was the male classmate who had taken shelter with Ye Fan not long ago and had just arrived here safely with the bronze ancient lamp.

This made Paonbo very unhappy and whispered, "This ungrateful guy was always hanging around Liu Yunzhi during school, but just now, we saved his life, and now he's getting close to Liu Yunzhi again."

After half a quarter of an hour, the hazy light shield outside gradually shrank and was about to fall onto the five-color altar. They could clearly sense the terrifying storm outside.

The wind sounded like wailing ghosts and howling gods, and sand and gravel pounded against the light shield, making thunderous noises. Some sand and dust even blew in, indicating that the light shield was already very fragile and could collapse at any time.

Everyone was frightened and retreated backwards. If they fell out of the altar, they would probably be immediately blown away by the storm.

At this moment, the male classmate who Paonbo called ungrateful slowly moved towards Ye Fan from Liu Yunzhi's side and suddenly grabbed the bronze ancient lamp in Ye Fan's hand. At the same time, his other hand forcefully pushed Ye Fan, wanting to take the bronze ancient lamp and push him out of the five-color altar.