**Chapter 639: The True Peak and the False Peak, the Divine Palace**
During Lin Moyu’s growth, the things he encountered were different from those of other professionals. After completing his first major exam, he was noticed by Bai Yiyuan, and everything he encountered afterward was somewhat high-end.
As his level increased, the information he learned became more profound and complex, with mysteries emerging one after another.
Often, just as he found one answer, several more mysteries would arise.
Even now, the things he encountered far exceeded the knowledge of Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen.
In the entire world, he was the only one who could converse with Antares as an equal.
He was also the only one qualified to enter the [Dragon King’s Hall].
No one else had seen the elemental dragons and the Dragon God.
He was the only one who had obtained two [Primordial Runes] and retained them, gaining source skills.
Lin Moyu knew that the path he walked was different from anyone else’s.
He was destined to unravel various mysteries and understand the essence of this world.
In past eras, what exactly happened in this world, and why did these things happen?
Lin Moyu felt that all the changes were not natural; there must be deeper reasons.
Antares had once let something slip, though it was just a few words.
But it allowed Lin Moyu to discover some clues.
Afterward, both sides tacitly never mentioned it again, making Lin Moyu even more aware that there was something strange about this world.
Now, standing on the main peak of Kunlun, Lin Moyu was 99% certain that the main peak in the dungeon was the real Kunlun main peak, the one with countless legends.
And the main peak outside the dungeon was false.
"To switch the two main peaks is not something an ordinary deity can do."
"But why would they do this?"
As Lin Moyu walked, he pondered this question.
A large number of monsters rushed down from the mountain and its sides, and the undead army responded, killing them all.
Most of the monsters in the dungeon were between levels 75 and 77, completely powerless against the undead army.
Lin Moyu suddenly looked up at the palace on the mountain peak, a gleam flashing in his eyes.
He seemed to have figured something out.
To verify, he sent his soul power towards the palace.
But just as it was about to reach the palace, a formation suddenly appeared, blocking Lin Moyu’s soul power.
Lin Moyu clenched his fist, slightly excited, "That’s right, it’s just like this."
The formation blocking his soul power was of the same origin as the formation outside the dungeon that absorbed life force.
It was obvious that both formations were created by the same person.
The previous mystery was answered, and everything became clear.
"Setting up a false peak outside, with a formation inside to slowly absorb the life force of countless beings."
"Using the wind and snow of the Kunlun Mountains and the pressure tests of the Divine Palace dungeon, making it completely undetectable."
"Even an ordinary level 90 expert wouldn’t notice if they didn’t look carefully."
"All the absorbed life force flows into the dungeon, converging in the real Kunlun Divine Palace."
"What seems like a small amount of life force accumulates over time into a staggering number."
"If I’m not mistaken, there should be a powerful deity in slumber."
A deity, severely injured, would choose to sleep, using the passage of time to heal.
This deity added an extra layer of protection, not only sleeping but also absorbing the life force of countless beings.
In this way, the time needed for recovery would be greatly shortened.
Lin Moyu believed his guess was correct.
Although he trusted his speculation, a guess was still just a guess. If possible, he still wanted to see the Divine Palace with his own eyes.
As for how to enter the Divine Palace, he could either force his way in or go through the dungeon.
Lin Moyu believed that since the other party had set up such a test-type dungeon, there must be a passage.
Suddenly, a bright light appeared ahead, and a light ball like the sun appeared in the sky.
The light traveled through the wind and snow, creating dazzling light and shadows.
Small rainbows appeared in the sky, like colorful halos, incredibly beautiful.
If these settings were all created by that deity, it could only be said that the deity had a high appreciation for beauty.
Lin Moyu’s gaze fell on the sun-like light ball, which was bright but not hot.
The light ball was just a surface phenomenon; its core was actually a formation.
This formation gathered a large amount of light elements, emitting a dazzling glow.
The light ball suddenly flickered, and the snowflakes in the sky began to sparkle.
They were also covered by a large number of light elements, and then the snowflakes turned into fist-sized snowmen.
The snowmen wielded small light swords and charged at Lin Moyu.
Although the snowmen were small, they were not weak. Under soul sensing, each small snowman had a strength of level 77. A detection spell flew out.
**[Light Snowman]**
**[Level: 77]**
**[Strength: 300,000]**
**[Agility: 250,000]**
**[Spirit: 250,000]**
**[Constitution: 200,000]**
**[Skills: Light Element Attack]**
**[Trait: Rebirth]**
The total attributes were only 1 million, weaker than monsters in hell-level dungeons of the same level. In a dungeon as difficult as the Kunlun Divine Palace, the monsters shouldn’t have such attributes. Lin Moyu didn’t let his guard down; he noticed the Light Snowman’s trait.
"The trait is rebirth; I wonder how it manifests."
The undead army had already engaged.
Even the smallest skeleton mage in the undead army was over two meters tall. The headless knights, including their horses, were over five meters tall.
These Light Snowmen were only the size of a fist, really tiny.
The skeleton mages were the first to attack.
For them, once locked on, size didn’t matter; they attacked the same way.
Elements roared, and the surrounding elements became chaotic.
The Light Snowmen were blown to pieces in the intense explosions.
But immediately, the fragments turned back into snowmen.
Their size was slightly smaller than before, and their aura was weaker, but their numbers increased significantly.
One snowman was blown into seven or eight pieces, which then turned into seven or eight smaller snowmen, charging again.
Their weapons, in Lin Moyu’s eyes, were not much bigger than embroidery needles.
But their power couldn’t be measured by size; these smaller Light Snowmen were not weak, and each sword strike was deadly.
They were continuously blown apart, then turned into even smaller snowmen.
Their numbers increased rapidly, but their strength decreased correspondingly.
However, no matter how many there were, it was useless. The skeleton mages’ skills were area attacks, and each explosion covered a considerable range.
Under the dense bombardment, the small snowmen couldn’t get through.
"So this is rebirth?" Lin Moyu found it somewhat amusing.
No matter how many times they could be reborn, there would always be a limit.
For example, the number of rebirths, and the level of strength reduction with each rebirth.
Once the limit was reached, they would collapse.
Sure enough, after being killed ten times, the snowmen, now only the size of a finger, completely collapsed and couldn’t complete a new round of rebirth.
Just as Lin Moyu thought, the rebirth ended there.
At this moment, the light ball in the sky flickered again, emitting an even brighter light.
This time, a larger area of snowflakes turned into Light Snowmen, charging aggressively.
This was the second stage of the high-level dungeon.
After passing the first stage of the four elemental fortresses, one would face the second stage here.
Most teams failed here and had to choose to exit.
Snowflakes filled the sky, countless in number.
The number of Light Snowmen created from the snowflakes was equally countless.
The second wave of snowmen was several times more numerous than the first wave.
The skeleton mages were having a blast.
Lin Moyu looked at the light ball in the sky; the light ball was the key.
As long as the light ball wasn’t dealt with, the Light Snowmen would be endless.
The essence of the light ball was a formation; it could either be broken or destroyed with great force.
Lin Moyu’s mind moved, and the headless knights charged at the light ball.
The charge skill activated, and the headless knights formed a long line, charging at the light ball.
The light ball was over a thousand meters above the ground, looking small but actually quite large.
Lin Moyu’s gaze was fixed on the light ball. Just as the headless knights were about to reach it, a large number of runes appeared on the light ball.
The formation activated, and a shield covered in runes appeared around the light ball.
The headless knights crashed into the shield and were sent flying.
Tens of thousands of headless knights followed, attacking the shield in waves.
The shield twisted continuously and finally broke after two minutes under the headless knights’ fierce attacks.
The headless knights reached the light ball, and the formation inside the light ball activated again.
A large number of light swords extended from the light ball, turning it into a porcupine, sending the headless knights flying.
The headless knights attacked the light ball with all their might, cutting off the extended light swords one by one.
The shield and light swords, two layers of defense, were broken in an instant.
Then the headless knights surrounded the light ball and began to smash it.
The bone swords clanged against the light ball.
The formation runes flickered continuously and finally shattered with a loud bang.
As the light ball shattered, the Light Snowmen disappeared.
The second stage of the dungeon was cleared!
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