Chapter 1696
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“It’s you!”
Elder Zhuo Qun was consumed by rage. He struggled to stand up and lunged at Ye Wushuang with his sword.
Tian Linzi’s face turned cold, and he kicked out directly.
Elder Zhuo Qun was sent flying, crashing to the ground with a thud. Blood gushed from his mouth as he tried to stand up, but he was too weak to move.
“Ye Wushuang…”
Xu Jingming, lying on the ground with a dazed look in his eyes, was utterly bewildered.
“Have you been spying on me for several days?”
Ye Wushuang approached Xu Jingming, squatted down, and looked at him with a smile. “You’re not doing a good job. You only brought three Star-Plucking Realm strong individuals. I thought there would be ten or eight. Are you underestimating me, Ye Wushuang?”
Xu Jingming was so furious that blood spurted from the corner of his mouth.
“I thought you could bring Xinghanwen, Gebei, and others here. I was worried about my own safety!”
As he spoke, Ye Wushuang picked up the spiritual sword from the ground and placed the tip against Xu Jingming’s neck.
“You had the chance, but you failed!”
*Pffft…*
The sword tip slowly pierced Xu Jingming’s neck, and blood gushed out. Xu Jingming’s mouth spewed blood as his body convulsed uncontrollably. Soon, he was lifeless.
Holding the sword, Ye Wushuang walked over to the people in the secret room who were still breathing and killed them one by one with a single sword strike each.
In the end, Elders Zhuo Qun, Han Chen, and Yu Hongyi climbed together and faced Ye Wushuang as he approached with his sword.
“Elders, you are all veterans of the Spiritual Sword Pavilion!”
Ye Wushuang recognized these three. After all, it had been over a thousand years, and they were still in the middle and late stages of the Star-Plucking Realm, with no progress.
“You deserve to die. The internal strife within the Spiritual Sword Pavilion, Silver Saint Hao’s words are more credible than those of Xu Ziyin and Xu Zi Yun, right?”
Hearing Ye Wushuang’s words, Yu Hongyi said stiffly, “Ye Wushuang, don’t think that by clinging to Silver Saint Hao, you can act with impunity. This trip to the Sage’s Tomb will be your fatal journey!”
*Pffft!!*
The long sword pierced through Yu Hongyi’s chest. Ye Wushuang’s eyes turned cold. “I don’t know if I will die, but you are definitely going to die.”
This scene sent chills down the spines of Elders Zhuo Qun and Han Chen, causing their bodies to tremble.
“I… I was forced to do it!”
Han Chen’s face turned ugly as he said, “At that time, the Great Pavilion Elder said that the Second and Third Pavilion Elders had betrayed us. Most of the Pavilion Elders agreed, and so did the Sword Protectors. We, the elders who stayed in the Spiritual Sword Pavilion, would have died if we didn’t follow along!”
“Back then, when Silver Saint Hao, Su Chenyang, and Si Luoyi fled, there were indeed some people within the Pavilion who supported them and opposed the Great Pavilion Elder, but they were all killed.”
“What could we do?”
Han Chen’s eyes were filled with despair.
“What could you do?”
Ye Wushuang sneered. “Over the years, Si Luoyi has still been in contact with a number of people in the Central Continent. Even now, with the establishment of the Holy Heaven Sect, there are people who have defected from the Spiritual Sword Pavilion.”
“I haven’t seen any of you showing any intention! Aren’t you now eager to kill me?”
As soon as these words were spoken, Elders Zhuo Qun and Han Chen were left speechless.
The sword tip was pointed directly in front of the two, and Ye Wushuang’s face turned cold.
“Don’t kill me!”
Elder Zhuo Qun pleaded again, “I know there is a good place inside this Sage’s Tomb. We were late this time because of that place. I can take you there!”
“If you spare my life, I will take you there. How about that?”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang sneered, “Are you really that kind-hearted?”
“It’s true!”
Han Chen also hurriedly said, “The three of us were originally trying to open it there with our subordinates. We were called away in a hurry by Xu Jingming, who informed us about you. We temporarily left that place to join forces with Xu Jingming.”
Hearing this, Yu Yourong, standing nearby, coldly said, “You still claim to be loyal. Upon hearing about Ye Wushuang, you were eager to kill him to gain merit!”
Han Chen shrank back.
After thinking for a moment,
Ye Wushuang sheathed his sword and said with a smile, “Alright, take me there!”
“Master…” Tian Linzi, standing to the side, couldn’t help but say, “We can’t trust these two!”
“It’s fine.”
Ye Wushuang said, “If they deceive us, we can kill them both immediately.”
Ye Wushuang looked at the two and said, “Take me there. If you haven’t lied, I will disable your cultivation and let you leave. How does that sound?”
“Okay, okay, okay!” Elder Zhuo Qun nodded hastily.
The group of eight, with Elders Zhuo Qun and Han Chen in tow, left the pit and set off immediately.
On the way, Ye Wushuang looked at Mu Xu and couldn’t help but ask, “Since you know that there might be Ziwei Blood Ginseng inside the Sage’s Tomb, you should have a general idea of its location, right?”
“It’s in a chasm that looks like a hand,” Mu Xu replied without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang’s expression froze for a moment.
“What’s wrong? Do you know this place?” Mu Xu’s face lit up with joy.
“I do!”
After a moment of thought, Ye Wushuang said, “But entering that place is certain death for those in the Delusion Realm, and even those in the Star-Plucking Realm have a high chance of dying.”
“I’m not afraid of death!” Mu Xu declared. “There are also Star-Plucking Realm cultivators from the Mu and Bai families with us this time, but we got separated. If we find them and join forces, we can go together.”
Ye Wushuang nodded and said, “I will take you there.”
“Thank you!”
Mu Xu said earnestly, “This concerns the life and safety of my great-aunt. I will always remember Master Ye’s kindness.”
It concerns your great-aunt.
It also concerns my mother.
Ye Wushuang sighed inwardly.
The group of eight, led by Elders Zhuo Qun and Han Chen, left the secret realm and appeared on the land of the Sage’s Tomb, continuing their journey in a certain direction.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
In the chasm land, the group of ten walked down a slope into a chasm, gradually entering the depths where the surroundings grew dimmer.
The terrain of the Sage’s Tomb was primarily characterized by chasms, with numerous crisscrossing chasm passages that had given birth to too many strange occurrences over the years.
Drip… drop…
Inside one of the chasms, the dim and cold road was occasionally punctuated by the sound of dripping water.
Over these ten days, the group had traversed hundreds of miles, encountering all kinds of fierce spiritual beasts and eerie environments along the way. The dangers of the Sage’s Tomb were not just empty words!
At this moment, in the dark chasm, Elders Han Chen and Zhuo Qun, bound with chains, led the way.
After turning a corner,
they had reached the end of the chasm.
And a towering statue stood before them…
