Chapter 1673

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At the forefront of the group stood a man who appeared to be in his thirties, clad in blue attire. His figure was rather gaunt, as if the weight of his responsibilities had etched lines of fatigue into his form.

Yu Yourong, with her beautiful eyes, whispered softly, “Yuntianshan Yun family, Yun Xiaoyu!”

“*This fellow is also a top-tier warrior at the initial stage of the Star-Plucking Realm!*” she murmured to herself.

In this expedition into the Burial Saint Cave, most of the factions and families had chosen leaders who had reached the Star-Plucking Realm. The core members were primarily from the Illusionary Realm, with a few even bringing along warriors from the Cavernous Void Realm. The likelihood of encountering a warrior from the Star-Plucking Realm here was indeed quite high.

“Over the years, the Yun family from Yuntianshan and the Lingjian Pavilion have grown increasingly close,” Yu Yourong said slowly. “Their cooperation is tight-knit. When you returned last time, Yun Ping’s involvement in the attack on the Lingjian Pavilion and the Qi family was likely not just because you killed Yun Wenhua.”

Ye Wushuang nodded in agreement.

From a distance of several dozen zhang away, Ye Wushuang and her companions could not overhear the conversation between the two groups.

Ahead, the man in blue, with a cheerful smile, greeted with a respectful gesture, “Brother Rongxuan, Brother Ronghe.”

Qi Rongxuan also greeted with a smile, “Brother Xiaoyu!”

In recent years, the Qi and Yun families had maintained a harmonious relationship, frequently interacting with each other. This was not the first time the three of them had met.

“Brother Xiaoyu, is the location you mentioned reliable?” Qi Rongxuan asked directly. “The Burial Saint Cave is not like other forbidden areas. One wrong step could lead to a fall into hell.”

Qi Rongxuan and Qi Ronghe were very cautious. The Qi family had brought several hundred people this time, but they had all scattered due to the attacks from the terrifying spiritual beasts within the cave.

The reason they were able to contact Yun Xiaoyu was because Qi Ronghe and Yun Xiaoyu had a good personal relationship and had agreed on a meeting spot before entering.

“Of course I know!” Yun Xiaoyu said. “The reason I contacted Brother Rongxuan without consulting anyone else in my family is twofold. First, I trust Brother Rongxuan. We have a bond forged through life and death.”

“Second, I need Brother Rongxuan’s Demon Sky Cauldron!”

“Hm?” Qi Rongxuan raised an eyebrow.

“Brother Rongxuan’s Demon Sky Cauldron is an imperial-grade spiritual artifact with extremely powerful wind blade attacks. The place we are heading to is shrouded in bizarre and deadly miasma. Ordinary methods of dispelling it are useless, but I am certain that Brother Rongxuan’s Demon Sky Cauldron will work!”

Upon hearing this, Qi Rongxuan glanced at Qi Ronghe.

The two communicated silently.

“Brother, is it feasible?” Qi Ronghe asked.

“We have eight people, and they have sixteen. But both of us are at the initial stage of the Star-Plucking Realm. Among their sixteen, only Yun Xiaoyu himself is at the initial stage of the Star-Plucking Realm. So, we shouldn’t be afraid!” Qi Rongxuan replied quietly. “Be cautious, and it might just work!”

“Then let’s do it!”

“Alright!”

Qi Rongxuan looked at Yun Xiaoyu and smiled, “Very well!”

“Wonderful. Let’s go and discuss the details on the way,” Yun Xiaoyu said.

“Sure.”

The group of over twenty people left the spot and cautiously moved forward.

At that moment, Ye Wushuang, Yu Yourong, and Tian Linzi also emerged from the shadows.

“Now that these two factions have joined forces, they are likely after something valuable,” Yu Yourong analyzed. “Should we follow them?”

She had been assigned to Ye Wushuang by Su Chenyang, not only for her strength at the initial stage of the Star-Plucking Realm but also for her clever mind.

Without hesitation, Ye Wushuang replied, “Of course we should follow them!”

The Burial Saint Cave was fraught with danger, but it was also brimming with opportunities, a fact Ye Wushuang was well aware of. Over the years, countless people from within and outside the Tianyuan Continent had ventured deep into this place—warriors from the Star-Plucking Realm, those who had reached the Saintly Heaven Realm, and even true saints.

If those great figures perished here, their remains would leave behind opportunities. Even the spiritual beasts and plants within the Burial Saint Cave held immeasurable potential.

The three of them followed the group led by Qi Rongxuan, Qi Ronghe, and Yun Xiaoyu, moving forward.

After about half a day, the group of twenty-some people stopped at the end of the abyssal passage. Before them lay a cliff, blocking their way. Standing at the edge of the abyssal passage, they looked down into the seemingly endless abyss.

“Is this the place?” Qi Rongxuan asked, raising an eyebrow as he gazed into the abyss.

“Yes,” Yun Xiaoyu nodded. “To be honest, this is where my brother Yun Xiaochi, along with seven other Illusionary Seventh Tribulation Realm warriors from our clan, perished half a month ago.”

“My brother bought a map from a warrior and followed it here. After entering, he found an imperial-grade spiritual artifact. Unfortunately, out of the nine of them, only one returned…”

“The journey is undoubtedly dangerous, but we will not leave empty-handed.”

Qi Rongxuan nodded in agreement.

The group of over twenty people, one by one, carefully descended the cliff. The passage within the abyss was already hundreds of zhang below the ground, and descending the cliff made it even deeper. The surroundings were dimly lit, with occasional glimmers of light from unique spiritual beasts that lived here, creatures that were not aggressive but emitted a soft glow.

At that moment, Ye Wushuang, Yu Yourong, and Tian Linzi also arrived at the edge of the cliff, looking down into the dark abyss.

“Let’s go down,” Yu Yourong said.

After waiting for a moment, the three of them began to descend along the cliff face.

After about half an hour, Ye Wushuang and her companions reached the bottom of the cliff. They stood on damp stones, and the surroundings were shrouded in darkness. Taking out a light stone might reveal their presence, so they cautiously moved forward, relying on the faint glow of small spiritual beasts that lived at the bottom of the cliff to guide their way.

Yu Yourong, with her tracking skills, led the way, guiding Ye Wushuang and Tian Linzi as they carefully followed the traces left by Qi Rongxuan and his group, ever vigilant.

After about a quarter of an hour, bright lights began to flicker on the stone walls ahead, like stars dotting the night sky. The ground was covered with dark stones that meandered forward, their path unknown.

Whoosh… Whoosh…

Suddenly, gusts of wind howled out. As the winds roared, dense clouds of fog began to form in the passage ahead, which was over a hundred zhang wide.

“It’s the deadly miasma!” Yu Yourong’s face changed in alarm.