Chapter 4797: ruined temple

After passing through the shady curtain behind the door, Zhang Yifeng and Wushuang Scholar only saw a blur in front of their eyes.

When the vision in front of him became clear again, he realized that he had appeared in a ruined temple.

There is only a severed stone statue on the tribute platform in the temple. Judging from the signs of dilapidation around it, it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

"Hiss, this place... is too shabby."

The Wushuang scholar touched the edge of the tribute platform and looked at the dust on his fingers with disgust.

The golden light flashed on the fingertips, and the dust on the Wushuang scholar's fingers disappeared.

"This place looks like there has been no sign of human activity for a long time."

"And this trial seems to be different from the sword puppets we have experienced before. There is no hint at all."

Zhang Yifeng looked up at the severed stone statue and said in a deep voice.

"Would you like to investigate outside?"

The Wushuang scholar put down his hand and looked outside the ruined temple.

A bright moon hung high in the sky, as if it was the dead of night.

"It works. Since there is a person's name engraved on the door of the trial ground, it must be related to that person."

"If we can find anyone here, we should be able to get some clues from them."

Zhang Yifeng groaned and looked away from the stone statue.

"But this matter is not urgent for the time being. In fact, I agreed to form a team with you to enter this place because I have a question to ask you."

"Wushuang Scholar should know that four of the five dragons and tigers died in my hands, why do you still want to win over me?"

"Is it possible that Wushuang Scholar doesn't want to avenge his dead subordinates?"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes met the unparalleled scholar's eyes.

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's question, Scholar Wushuang paused as he walked outside the ruined temple, then turned back and took a deep look at him.

"Fellow Taoist Killer God, do you think I should avenge the Five Dragons and Tigers?"

"Haha, no wonder Taoist Fellow Killer God asked this."

"To this question, all I can say is that I don't want to avenge them."

"Not only that, with just one word from fellow Taoist Killer God, I can kill the remaining one of the Five Dragons and Tigers."

The unparalleled scholar said calmly, as if this was a normal thing in his eyes.

Shaking the folding fan gently in his hand, the Wushuang scholar continued: "I can have as many people as I want, like the Dragon, Tiger and Five Heroes."

"But it's hard to find someone as talented as Daoist Fellow Taoist Killer God in this world."

"It's not difficult to sacrifice one's small things to pursue a big one. I think it shouldn't be difficult for Taoist fellow Taoist Killer to understand."

"All in all, in the eyes of my peerless scholar, I always only value a person's worth."

"Since the Dragon and Tiger Five have lost, it means they have lost their value."

"Why should I provoke Taoist Taoist Killer again for their sake?"

There was a hint of smile in Wushuang Scholar's words, but Zhang Yifeng only felt a chill in his heart.

This unparalleled scholar looks as gentle as jade, but in fact he has a cold-hearted nature, which seems to divide people into three, six or nine grades.

The mystery that has been plaguing Zhang Yifeng has been solved. It is not that Wushuang scholar is so broad-minded and unwilling to pursue the matter of the dragon, tiger and five heroes.

Just because in his eyes, Zhang Yifeng's value is far greater than that of the Five Dragons and Tigers.

Wushuang Scholar had just been exempted from holding him accountable.

"I see, but if I tell you, I, the God of Death, Zhang Yifeng, don't want to be anyone's subordinate."

"What are you going to do, Wushuang Scholar?"

There was a coldness in Zhang Yifeng's tone.

As the words fell, an inexplicable chilling atmosphere lingered between Zhang Yifeng and Wushuang Scholar.

Wushuang Scholar's next answer will determine whether Zhang Yifeng's short-lived alliance with him breaks down or not.

"Of course..."

The Wushuang scholar shook his paper fan for a moment, then looked at Zhang Yifeng with his cold eyes.

Just as the atmosphere became increasingly solemn, the coldness on the Wushuang scholar's face suddenly melted.

"Just pretend nothing happened."

"As I said before, I won't do anything for someone who has no value anymore."

"Not to mention attacking Fellow Taoist Killer God. We are friends now."

The Wushuang scholar chuckled and raised his eyebrows at Zhang Yifeng.

These words instantly dissipated the chilling atmosphere that had just filled the place, and Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but be stunned.

"Besides, we are now in a trial place. Even if I really want to take action to regain the place, I can't choose here."

"Since the Ancient Immortal Emperor arranged for the two of them to participate in this trial together, he must have his reasons."

The smile on Wushuang scholar's face dropped, he straightened his face and said to Zhang Yifeng.

"What Wushuang Scholar said is indeed Zhou Xiang, and this is exactly what I have considered."

Zhang Yifeng nodded. What Wushuang Scholar said was exactly what he was thinking.

The Ancient Immortal Emperor forced the participants to form a team of two to participate in this second trial, which must have its purpose.

Zhang Yifeng didn't want to fight against the peerless scholar just after entering this place.

"So, we are still friends, right?"

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng had the same concerns as him, Wushuang scholar couldn't help but have a flash of admiration in his eyes.

"Since that's the case, please invite fellow Taoist Wushuang."

Zhang Yifeng smiled, nodded, and walked out of the temple.

After this confrontation, Zhang Yifeng and Wushuang Scholar had a little more trust than before.

Compared to an unknown alliance, Zhang Yifeng still prefers this kind of simple mutual use.

Just as the two were about to walk out of the ruined temple and check their surroundings.

Suddenly, there were shouts for help and a series of chaotic footsteps from ahead.

Zhang Yifeng and Wushuang Scholar looked at each other and stopped one after another.

In the woods outside the ruined temple, a light illuminated several figures who suddenly rushed out.

"Old Xu, is that ghost still following us?"

"Damn it, that thing never walked by!"

"It's over, it's over! The village chief said you can't go up the mountain after dark, but you didn't listen!"

The shouts and curses of several people reached the ears of Zhang Yifeng and Wushuang Scholar, and they looked at each other.

These people looked like villagers from a certain village. It was easy to tell from their conversations that they were being chased by something.

And judging from the direction they were running for their lives, they were about to reach the ruined temple.

Zhang Yifeng nodded to Wushuang Scholar, and the two of them stepped back and hid in the darkness.

Not long after, these villagers rushed into the ruined temple, and two of them blocked the wooden door of the ruined temple with their backhands.

Another person found the candlestick in the ruined temple and lit it with the fire stick in his hand.

Tremblingly, he placed the lantern in his other hand on the tribute platform.

The villager turned his head and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Yifeng and Wushuang Scholar hiding in the darkness of the ruined temple.

Two people suddenly appeared in the ruined temple late at night, frightening the villager so much that he fell to the ground.

"Lord Mountain God, please spare my life. I'm just taking refuge here. I don't mean to disrespect you."

"Please save my life!"