Chapter 670

Looking at the Rakshasa Temple in front of him, Wang Fengxin felt an inexplicable sense of touch.

He could feel that this special power was somewhat repulsive to his aura, but it was somewhat similar to the Dark Angel martial soul in his sea of consciousness.

Especially when he looked at the Rakshasa statue, Wang Feng could faintly feel that the Dark Angel martial soul was slightly throbbing, but also a little disdainful.

It was a very strange thought.

"Why would a martial soul give me such a thought?"

Wang Fengxin felt that it was rather strange.

Although it was only a statue of the Rakshasa God, the Dark Angel martial soul was still a martial soul.

Could it be that the grade of this martial soul was higher than the Rakshasa statue?

Wang Fengxin thought, Or could it be that the Dark Angel martial soul represented a god? But Wang Feng didn't remember any god like the Dark Angel.

She seemed to be waiting for Wang Feng's answer. Luo You wasn't in a hurry.

Bibidon wasn't in a hurry either.

"I'm sure."

Wang Feng didn't think too much about it. Since he was here, this trial didn't matter.

The main thing was that Wang Feng wanted to experience the power of a god, or what the trial was like.

Hearing this, the Ghost Douluo nodded. He walked out to the door of the Rakshasa Temple and pressed his palm on the door.

A halo of light blossomed from his palm. Every crack in the door moved slightly, revealing a sliver of a gap.

Then, the door opened, revealing a ray of light.

The door was extremely large, at least ten meters tall. There were many creatures that looked like humans, but they were not humans, and they looked like beasts, but they were not beasts. They looked quite ancient, and there were also several Moro tribe members carved on the door frame.

The Ghost Douluo was one of them.

The moment he pressed on the door, the Ghost Douluo's carvings on the door frame lit up.

Wang Feng knew those carvings.

Before they came, the Ghost Douluo had told them that the most powerful member of the Moro Tribe was called King Moro, and he was the divine servant who guarded the Rakshasa God. He was even more powerful than the Ghost Douluo, and he had been guarding the Rakshasa Secret Realm for many years.

The rest were Title Douluo of the Moro clan.

Only the Moro clan members on the door frame were qualified to open this Rakshasa Temple.

Normally, they wouldn't easily open the temple for outsiders who came here. Usually, they would need to go through a period of tests to prove that they were qualified to participate in the tests before they would open the Rakshasa Temple.

Wang Feng was a special case. Bibidon directly opened the back door for him.

There was no need for those tests, and they could directly enter the temple to participate in the trial.

After the door opened, there was a pitch-black light screen that emitted circular patterns. He couldn't see the world inside.

It was mysterious and strange.

"Go in."

Bibidon said indifferently.

She was also going to enter the temple for a trial. Although the content of the trial was different, a portion of the trial was in the temple.

Some of them had other conditions.

However, the prerequisite was that one had to be qualified to take the test. In other words, they had to enter this temple.

Entering meant that you had the qualifications to take the trial.

Wang Feng nodded and followed Bibidon into the Divine Temple. The Ghost Douluo also followed them.

That light screen was similar to a special rule. The moment Wang Feng passed through the light screen and entered the temple, he felt that many of his powers seemed to have an additional layer of lock, as if they were sealed.

He couldn't use his martial soul, soul power, or even his soul bone.

Only … Wang Fengxin's heart moved. Only the power of the blood traces seemed to still be there.

The power of the blood traces was produced by Wang Feng cultivating the Dark Angel martial soul. It was very strange. It was formed by absorbing the power of various emotions.

To be precise, it was derived from the Dark Angel Wuhan, but the Dark Angel martial soul was originally one.

After entering the temple, Wang Feng began to sense his surroundings.

The internal structure of the temple was somewhat beyond Wang Feng's expectations. The light inside was very bright. Compared to the dark sky outside, it felt like day had come from night.

There was an empty hall around him. At the very front, there was an extremely grand statue of the Rakshasa God.

In Wang Feng's imagination, this should be the statue of the Rakshasa God's true body. It held a pitch-black scythe and looked ferocious and terrifying. Although it was in human form, it emitted an extremely evil aura. He couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman. At the position of the heart, there was a flash of light from time to time.

In front of the statue were two rows of ivory-like stone pillars. Each stone pillar needed at least six or seven people to encircle it. It was extremely grand.

There were many ancient scenes engraved on the stone pillars, but they were all bloody.

"Compared to the Rakshasa statue at the top of the Divine Temple outside, this should be the real Rakshasa God statue, right?"

Wang Fengxin's heart sank slightly. He could feel the pressure from this statue.

In addition to this statue, there seemed to be many levels above the entire hall. Wang Feng vaguely felt several extremely powerful auras coming from above.

"The Divine Temple is divided into a total of 63 levels. According to the strength of the examinee, they will enter different levels for the trial."

The Ghost Douluo said simply. After entering the temple, the Ghost Douluo's expression was full of holiness.

The three of them walked to the front of the Rakshasa God statue that was at least seven or eight meters tall.

The closer they got, the more Wang Feng could feel the pressure.

"This is the Rakshasa God statue. It has a trace of the Rakshasa God's divine power."

Bibidon explained to Wang Feng, "It is because of this trace of divine power that we are under such great pressure and special imprisonment in this mysterious place."

At this point, Bibidon's eyes flickered with a ray of light. "This is the rule of God. Even if a Titled Douluo is here, it will be the same. It is similar to the domain in the City of Massacre. "

Wang Feng nodded slightly.

"Lord Popetiff, please drip a drop of blood on it."

The Ghost Douluo brought Wang Feng to a millstone in front of the Rakshasa God statue.

At the bottom of this millstone was a ferocious beast that was connected to the Rakshasa God statue behind it. The place where the blood would drip was the beast's bloody mouth.

"The Rakshasa True God values bloodlines."

The Ghost Douluo said slowly, "The stronger the Soul Master, the stronger the bloodline. Only when the bloodline reaches a certain level will the Rakshasa God value it and obtain its recognition, giving it different trials. His Majesty Bibidon obtained the strongest Rakshasa True God's Nine Trials. It is called the Rakshasa True God's Nine Trials. There are a total of nine trials. "

"After completing the Nine Trials, His Majesty Bibidon can inherit the Rakshasa God Position and become a God."

"After that, there are the Mara True Master's Seven Trials. It is also called the True Master's Seven Trials. After passing the Mara Seven Trials, you will have the qualifications to become the true master of the Mara Tribe and lead our tribe to serve the Rakshasa God."

"After that, there are the Killing Evil Ghost Five Trials, the Hundred Slaughter Evil Ghost Three Trials, the Human Slaughter Evil Ghost Two Trials, and so on …"

(End of Chapter)