Chapter 1787
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Hearing this, Ye Wushuang chuckled and replied： “I naturally have no issues, as long as Young Master Xuan can keep his word.”
”It’s a deal！”
Xuan Yutang truly did not wish to offend Ye Wushuang.
If he had only heard of Ye Wushuang’s reputation before, Ye Wushuang’s Myriad Self Realm cultivation would hardly be worthy of his attention.
But having personally witnessed Ye Wushuang slay Huang Song, a Star Transformation Realm expert, Xuan Yutang had to admit that he might not be a match for Ye Wushuang.
Why provoke such an enemy？
And so…
Xuan Yutang’s group of eight and Ye Wushuang alone maintained a distance of a hundred zhang, chasing after the blood-red path ahead and the blood-robed man walking upon it, advancing continuously.
Both parties were clearly conscious of keeping their distance from each other.
The blood-red path stretched endlessly as the blood-robed man walked step by step, seemingly oblivious to Xuan Yutang, Ye Wushuang, and the others behind him.
As they pursued, Ye Wushuang soon sensed someone approaching from behind.
”Young Master Ye.”
A voice called out.
Huang Yu and Zhou Yuan quickened their pace, drawing closer to Ye Wushuang.
”Are you two alright？”
Earlier, the three of them split up. Ye Wushuang wasn’t too worried about Zhou Yuan, but Huang Yu was another story.
”We’re fine,” Huang Yu said immediately. “We reached the stone palace before you, but ran into people from the three great families and hid.”
Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but ask, “Then you saw me kill Huang Song with my own hands？”
”Yeah！” Huang Yu replied at once. “Serves him right. A royal descendant who colludes with outsiders to plot against our Tianhuang Empire deserves to die a hundred times over.”
Ye Wushuang didn’t say anything more.
Huang Yu hurriedly added, “Young Master Ye, you need to be careful. Just now, Shi Yutan, Shi Simiao, and Cao Anmin received a message—Shi Tianlang from the Shi family and Shu Wuyan from the Shu family are coming.”
Shi Tianlang？
Shu Wuyan？
”Those two are peerless figures from the Shi and Shu families, at the peak of the Stellar Transformation realm. You really need to watch out.”
As Huang Yu spoke, he glanced around and muttered, “Strange. Shi Yutan and Cao Anmin clearly led their men after you. Didn’t you run into them？”
He and Zhou Yuan had chased all the way here but hadn’t seen any sign of Shi Yutan, Cao Anmin, or their group.
After a moment’s thought, Ye Wushuang said, “Maybe they’re hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity. I didn’t have time to deal with them earlier, but if they insist on throwing their lives away, I won’t mind slaughtering them.”
Huang Yu immediately said joyfully upon hearing this： “Young Master Ye’s great kindness and virtue, Huang Yu will never forget for the rest of his life！”
Ye Wushuang waved his hand and said nothing more.
Killing these people wasn’t for the sake of the imperial Huang family, but rather for himself.
The Shu family, Shi family, and Cao family have openly supported the Spirit Sword Pavilion’s ambition to unify the Tianyuan Continent. Eliminating more of their young elites would also mean reducing enemies for the Holy Heaven Sect！”
Ahead, Xuan Yutang saw Ye Wushuang gaining two more helpers but remained silent.
At this moment, the blood-red path had already extended to the rear of the stone palace complex, revealing an endless stretch of mountains with brown soil ahead.
The trees growing on the towering mountains had brownish-red trunks, devoid of any leaves.
The scenery here was quite similar to the mountainous forests encountered earlier, yet an inexplicable aura of eerie coldness permeated the air.
Suddenly.
The blood-red path stopped expanding.
The blood-robed man standing on the path halted his steps.
He sat cross-legged on the path, murmuring what seemed like incantations, his hands forming intricate seals.
And now.
Whether it was the group of eight from the Xuan Yu Hall or the trio of Ye Wushuang, all saw that as the blood-robed man continued to form hand seals, the blood-colored robe on his body faded away, and even the flesh on his body dissipated one by one, revealing a set of dark red blood-stained bones in the blink of an eye.
It looked as though a skeleton man was sitting there.
Zhou Yuan’s gaze fell upon it, his expression tinged with astonishment as he said, “Perhaps it really is that Gu Wentian from the Tong Cang Domain！”
”How can you be so sure, Elder？” Huang Yu asked in surprise.
”I’ve never actually met Gu Wentian, but I’ve heard plenty about him. Due to cultivating the Fa Tian Xiang Di Art, he slaughtered countless lives, drawing their essence blood into his own body. As a result, his skin turned blood-red, and even his bones became blood-colored.”
”Moreover, his bones bear distinct marks left by the Fa Tian Xiang Di Art. Look closely—can”t you see many tiny human-like imprints on this skeleton？”
Ye Wushuang and Huang Yu looked over and found it to be exactly as described.
”Gu Wentian was once a renowned sage in his time, with many in the Tong Cang Domain and other regions harboring deep grudges against him, eager to kill him. Who would’ve thought that his disappearance back then wasn’t due to being slain by someone, but rather because he died here in the Burial Saint Cave.”
Sage Tao Qingyang also died here.
Sage Zhou Yuan was sealed, and it was a forced self-confinement, confined for over eight thousand years, nearly perishing both in body and dao.
And now, another Gu Wentian.
This tiny Burial Sage Cave in the Tianyuan Continent is truly baffling.
”Then right now, what is Gu Wentian trying to do？ He’s already dead！” Huang Yu said timidly.
”Even in death, the remnants of a sage’s methods are beyond the imagination of ordinary people,” Zhou Yuan said slowly. “Perhaps he still has some lingering obsession！”
As they spoke.
The bloody skeletal figure had already stood up.
And the bloody path beneath its feet vanished at that moment, transforming into a crimson spear, tightly gripped in its hand.
Then, from the rolling mountains ahead, two towering peaks standing side by side erupted with deafening roars.
The rumbling sounds continued, and soon the two mountains began shifting apart to the left and right.
”Holy…”
Huang Yu’s eyes widened in shock and horror.
As the two mountains parted, the passage between them rippled like water, and the bloody skeletal figure thrust its spear forward.
With a ‘pop’ sound.
The watery ripples burst apart, revealing what lay within.
At first glance, it seemed to be behind the mountains, yet what lay beyond was not the back of the mountains, but a secluded paradise exuding an intoxicating aura.
The blood-colored skeletal figure, holding a long spear, stepped forward and entered.
At this moment, Xuan Yutang, who had stopped not far away, looked at Ye Wushuang with a smile and said, “Young Master Ye, shall we go in and take a look together？”
”If you want to go in, just go in yourself. Why drag us into it？” Huang Yu retorted.
The five continents—Tianyuan Continent, Tianxuan Continent, Tianhuang Continent, Xifeng Continent, and Lingyun Continent—are adjacent to each other.
Xuan Yutang hailed from the Xuan Family of Tianxuan Continent, while Huang Yu came from the Huang Family of Tianhuang Continent. Naturally, they had heard of each other’s reputations, and even if they hadn’t met in person, they had surely seen each other’s portraits multiple times.
Hearing this, Xuan Yutang remained unruffled and said with a chuckle, “I do want to go in, but I’m worried about being ambushed from behind and trapped inside. What if something unexpected happens…”
”Who are you calling an ambusher？” Huang Yu grumbled indignantly.
Ye Wushuang glanced behind him and said calmly, “He’s not referring to us, but to him.”
