The strength is still suppressed, even the closer to the temple of light, the greater the power of suppressing the realm.

Those whose strength has been pushed to the bottom may not notice it. But Fang Long can feel that the strength of his physical body has also been suppressed even more.

I believe that Ikusuo will also feel this sense of weakening.

But no matter what, in the eyes of people who are almost desperate, the temple of endless light has become a place of hope.

"Look, the hall in the light is an artificial building, and there must be people living in it. There may be food and water to supplement our consumption."

They are so hungry and thirsty, even a black face or a glass of water can satisfy these high-ranking cultivators.

"It even allows us to stay there and have a good rest!"

After being fed up with being shaken violently like a dice for a long time, being able to lie down and sleep peacefully is the ultimate pleasure.

"Perhaps, we can still find a way out of another dimension there."

The members of the Thirteen Thieves, who are physically and mentally exhausted, are full of expectations and eager to return to the main world.

Even Yikusuo stopped killing and turned to look at the temple.

It's not an illusion. The great hall in the light does exist. It's saved! Even Ikusuo's heart was filled with excitement.

Thanks to the Hall of Light, several powerful men on the Star Creation Platform saved their lives. Bernie Dangerfield was even more relieved. Even if everyone else died, as long as he was fine, it would be fine.

He did not feel sad at all that the five powerful people on the Star Creation Platform were killed, even though the five people fell into this dangerous place to save him.

Instead, he believed that it was natural for these Star Creation Platform members to sacrifice for him. Those who refused to sacrifice for him would be resented by him, such as Fang Long!

As long as he thought of Fang Long hugging him and refusing to save him, the dissatisfaction in his heart would become even more murderous.

He looked at Fang Long's position with resentment. He thought in his mind that if he could return to the main world, he must find a way to show Fang Long some color and let him know the consequences of disobeying his will.

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The sealed space gradually calmed down and slowly moved closer to the Temple of Great Light.

The closer the distance, the louder the chanting of scriptures in the void becomes.

There seems to be an indescribable attraction in this chanting sound. When people hear this sound, they will have an idea in their hearts: "All the glory and wealth in the world are just like this, passing by. Even the tyrannical and invincible people will eventually be defeated."

There is no escape from death. Everything is vanity within vanity. Abandon everything in the world and join the team of chanting scriptures, you can get eternal satisfaction."

This ability is neither a dark hypnosis nor a spiritual attack. It is an upright and persuasive power, but it is also extremely overbearing and feels like forced extradition.

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After getting closer to the sealed space, Fang Long's sharp eyes could vaguely see the rows of black pillars under the shining hall.

On top of those pillars, there are some human-shaped reliefs. They have peaceful faces and their limbs are buried inside the pillars, with only the upper half of their bodies sticking out. They are densely packed and cover the entire pillar.

There are approximately tens of thousands of pillars like this.

Looking further up, you can see wheels tied to the top of the pillars, which are the big wheels of wooden carriages.

And these big wheels have sallow and skinny humans tied to them.

The limbs of these people were folded and bound in the wheel, and a rope ring was wrapped around their necks, tightly binding them to the frame of the wheel, unable to move.

What's even more weird is that there is an invisible force turning these wheels. They turn round and round, never stopping.

It looked like these people were being punished.

However, these people had their eyes closed and their faces were peaceful. They were chanting scriptures feverishly in their mouths, and their voices were loud and heart-stirring. Everyone in the sealed space heard the scriptures, which were chanted by these bound humans.

God knows where these guys, who were sunburned like mummies, got the strength to make such a loud sound?

It doesn't look like they are being tortured.

"Ascetic monks?" Fang Long had heard from history books that the light forces used to have a kind of existence called ascetic monks. They lived a hard life. They ate nectar, wild insects, and wore animal skins. They all had yellow faces and hungry faces.

Thin, their purpose is to seek pain and practice in suffering. To put it bluntly, they are people with masochistic tendencies.

The guys in the wheel in front of me are more extreme than the ascetic monks. They have even gone beyond the scope of self-abuse and are looking for death!

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The sealed space finally fell below the Temple of Light.

At this time, everyone could see how big this temple was. In front of them was a ten thousand-foot mountain, and the temple was built on the top of the mountain. The rows of wheel pillars with people tied to them were densely inserted on both sides of the path at the foot of the mountain.

It is also the entrance to this temple.

"Have we escaped from another dimension?" Mi Jiaojiao asked weakly as she looked around.

"Not yet." Fang Long smiled bitterly and shook his head.

This is still a different dimension, and their suppressed strength has still not been restored. And the huge temple of light in front of them is a building located in a different dimension!

There is darkness all around, and you can only see a big mountain floating out of thin air in another dimension. This temple of light is built on the big mountain.

I don’t know if there is some great power that built this temple in this different dimension. Or maybe the entire temple was exiled to this different dimension?

Moreover, it seems that the reason why the strength of himself and others is suppressed is probably because of the temple of light in front of them.

"Be careful, I always feel that the temple in this light is a bit weird." Fang Long lowered his voice and said to the four Dianas. And once they leave the sealed space, Ikusuo may not be able to help but take action.

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The sealed space was unlocked, and of the more than a thousand members of the Thirteen Phantom Star Thieves, only about twenty were still standing.

The rest fell limply on the path at the entrance of the temple. Yikusuo held the machete in his hand and looked at Fang Long and his party with cold eyes, as well as the strong men on the Star Creation Platform.

He wished he could go up now and chop Fang Long to death. But now his realm was suppressed, and among the thousands of men under his command, only less than twenty were able to move.

And Fang Long plus the people on the Star Creation Platform exceeded the number of twenty. So he had some scruples in his heart.

Moreover, in this unknown land, it would be good to leave a few Fang Long to explore the way. He did not believe that the temple in this light would be without danger.

"Do you want to take action?" Fang Long sneered.

Although his power realm is suppressed, he still has some innate abilities that he can use. As long as he kills one person, he can use the alien "swallowing source" ability to restore his condition to its optimal state. If he really fights for his life, the opponent will
Chapter completed!