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**Chapter 1280: Gray Flames, Danger Approaches**

Lin Moyu tried many times, with the skeletons advancing from different angles and directions. However, in the end, the skeletons would always meet, as if crossing a boundary, being sent from the far left directly to the far right.

This cemetery is like a game map; no matter which edge you exit from, you will appear on the opposite edge.

"The god kings of the past must have been trapped inside in this way."

"There is no immediate danger; it seems the danger has not yet arrived."

"If there were truly no danger, the god kings, who do not need to eat or drink and have lifespans exceeding ten thousand years, would not have ended up in their current state."

Lin Moyu pondered, knowing that there must be danger in the cemetery, but it had not yet manifested.

The god kings who had entered this place had all perished, their souls trapped here, losing their intelligence, and becoming eternal slaves. The skeletons had explored the entire boundary and, finding no results, chose to give up.

Then, the skeletons came before the former god kings, looking at the souls wrapped in mysterious power. Lin Moyu ordered them to act.

The skeleton god warrior's axe swung towards the shadow.

This was a test; Lin Moyu was not looking for the reaction of the god king's soul but the reaction of the mysterious power.

The axe struck the mysterious power, causing a slight distortion. The axe passed through the mysterious power and the soul it enveloped.

Nothing happened; the mysterious power remained intact, and the soul was also unharmed.

The skeleton god warrior's axe seemed to cut through air.

"No physical form, or immune to physical attacks."

Lin Moyu considered two possibilities. The next second, he summoned the skeleton soul archer.

Since physical attacks were ineffective, he would try soul attacks.

The skeleton soul archer drew its bow and shot an arrow imbued with the undying laws, carrying significant power.

The soul arrow flashed and hit the target the next second.

A transparent, illusory arrow appeared outside the mysterious power, but the mysterious power remained intact.

Lin Moyu frowned. The next second, more skeleton soul archers appeared, their attacks falling like raindrops.

But it was useless; the mysterious power completely blocked the attacks, protecting the soul inside.

"Useless..."

Lin Moyu continued to try various attacks: undead gaze, time curse, and the sword energy of the skeleton god general.

However, none of these attacks could affect the mysterious power.

Throughout the process, the mysterious power continued to control the god king's soul, cleaning the cemetery.

Leaves blown into the cemetery by the wind randomly appeared in various places, scattering around.

The floating dust in the sky behaved similarly, randomly appearing in different locations within the cemetery.

Lin Moyu gave up on studying the god king cleaners and turned his attention to the coffins.

The items in the cemetery were extremely monotonous; besides the god king cleaners, there were only coffins.

The pale coffins were very sturdy. The skeletons took turns using various methods, but none could damage them.

Even the skeleton king's sharp sword could not leave a mark on them.

Lin Moyu deeply suspected that the material used to make the coffins was the same as that used to build the tomb.

The only difference was the color; their essence was the same.

Lin Moyu changed his approach. Since he couldn't destroy them, he tried to open them.

However, the coffins remained sealed, the lids seemingly fused with the bodies.

After exhausting all methods, Lin Moyu reluctantly gave up.

"What exactly is the danger?"

Lin Moyu looked towards the distant mountain and finally moved.

Since entering the cemetery, Lin Moyu had not moved. Now, he finally walked towards the mountain, his speed increasing.

The mountain grew larger in his sight, but Lin Moyu's keen senses noticed that it was only slightly closer.

This indicated that he was indeed moving towards the mountain within the cemetery.

But suddenly, his vision blurred, and the mountain became distant again.

"As expected."

Lin Moyu had anticipated this. He had crossed the cemetery's boundary and reappeared on the opposite edge. He turned around and walked quickly.

His vision blurred again, and when he looked at the mountain, it was closer.

He repeatedly crossed the boundary, but after a long time, he still couldn't find a way out.

"It seems I can only wait for the danger to arrive."

"Perhaps the key to breaking the situation lies in overcoming the danger."

"If I can survive, I can leave the cemetery. If not, I will become one of the cemetery's cleaners."

"Yes, a true god-level cleaner, the lowest rank in the cemetery."

Lin Moyu laughed self-deprecatingly, but his eyes shone with confidence.

He knew it would be dangerous, but the danger had a limit.

Otherwise, the ancient tomb would attract god sovereigns, not god kings.

A god sovereign cleaner would be more impressive than a god king.

As he waited, time passed slowly.

There was no concept of day here; time seemed to stand still or pass quickly.

After an unknown period, the sky gradually darkened.

When it was bright, Lin Moyu hadn't seen any stars and didn't know where the light came from. But now, as the sky darkened, he saw a flame slowly rising from the mountain.

As the gray flame rose, the entire world was dyed gray. The gray flame reminded Lin Moyu of his undying flame; the two were very similar.

When the gray flame reached the mountain's peak, it suddenly stopped, burning fiercely at the top.

For a moment, the mountain became a torch, the gray flame illuminating every cemetery.

Lin Moyu's vigilance heightened, knowing that if danger were to come, it would be now.

The gray flame grew more intense, leaving only gray and white in the world.

All other colors were erased, even Lin Moyu's clothes turned gray.

The world lost its color, and Lin Moyu's vision was greatly affected.

Not only his physical sight but also his soul's perception was suppressed, and his reaction speed slowed.

In this gray and white world, his power was weakened.

A scraping sound reached his ears. In the gray and white world, the coffins that Lin Moyu couldn't open suddenly began to open.

The lids were slowly moved from the inside.

The objects buried in the coffins were about to emerge.

Lin Moyu's alertness reached its peak, fully prepared.

The gray flame, imbued with an indescribable mysterious power, awakened the sleepers in the coffins.

The tomb came from ancient times, and the sleepers in the coffins had endured countless years, still existing.

This alone was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Lin Moyu had already summoned the skeleton god generals, surrounding himself.

He was confident but not arrogant.

Facing unknown dangers, Lin Moyu never let his guard down.

The coffin lids were completely removed, falling to the ground with a thud.

Immediately, gray beams shot out from the coffins, intertwining in the air.

The gray flame on the mountain also scattered countless sparks, colliding and intertwining in the air.

The floating white dust was ignited by the flame, burning in the air, filling the cemetery with ghostly fire.

Gray figures shot out from the coffins.