"Wind and Thunder, Ten Thousand Catties!"
Faust Beaumont chanted, and the leaves on the ground were swept up into the wind, like knives, stabbing towards Julius Reed!
Another killing formation!
Julius Reed held the sword in one hand, pointing to the sky!
Whoosh!
Netherfla began to blaze!
The longsword in his hand danced wildly, dispersing the wind!
But Faust Beaumont in front of him had disappeared.
"Ha." Julius Reed let out a cold laugh.
As expected, this cunning old man had no intention of facing him head-on but instead fled, heading straight for Trent Marsh and Dragon Dance.
Julius Reed put away his sword and chased after them.
...
In the forest.
Trent Marsh and Dragon Dance were running wildly.
"Where to?" Trent Marsh ran in confusion, "Otherwise, let’s go back and deal with those people with Julius Reed."
"Julius Reed is stronger than you. You’d better worry about yourself and see if you can solve the problem." Dragon Dance said impatiently.
"But where are we going now? Just running aimlessly?" Trent Marsh stopped, a bit angry, "Julius Reed is behind us, and if he encounters danger, I can help him. He saved , and I consider him a brother!"
"What do you an?" Dragon Dance retorted, "Going back to create more trouble?"
"At least I wouldn’t be like you. Oh right, you’re just a woman!" Trent Marsh sneered.
"Guys, stop fighting, I just want to ask, where exactly are we going? I don’t want to die." Jayceon Rose spoke helplessly.
With his words, Dragon Dance rembered there was an outsider with them.
She directly chopped him on the neck, knocking him out.
"What are you doing again!" Trent Marsh was almost at his limit with her.
"I need to take you to a secret place, where I agreed to et with Julius Reed. This person is an outsider. Either kill him or leave him outside, you choose." Dragon Dance pointed at Jayceon Rose.
"Better leave him here, but won’t he be in danger? What if Gold Cicada cos..."
"No, Gold Cicada won’t appear now. Besides, we just go in for a bit and will co out soon." Dragon Dance grabbed Jayceon Rose and leaped up, placing him on a tree trunk.
"Don’t doubt it. My relationship with Julius Reed is very close. He probably just didn’t have ti to tell you." Dragon Dance clapped her hands and quickly walked forward.
They walked about a kiloter before a pavilion suddenly appeared.
"Drunken Man Pavilion?" Trent Marsh pointed at the signboard, sowhat surprised, "You originally invited us here?"
"That’s right, Drunken Man Pavilion on Autumn Na Mountain." Dragon Dance nodded, walked to a stele, and placed her hand on it.
Very quickly, the stele rotated.
A door appeared at the Drunken Man Pavilion.
This door was below the pavilion.
"A tunnel?" Trent Marsh was very surprised, "What kind of place is this? You and I are both trapped in the Divine Realm, how do you know about it?"
"Stop asking, let’s go in first." Dragon Dance was the first to jump in, and Trent Marsh followed without hesitation.
As soon as the two went in, the pavilion reverted to its original state.
Leaving no trace.
Inside the tunnel, Trent Marsh felt sothing was off.
"This place looks so familiar, looks like I’ve seen it before." Despite the darkness, he still saw so things.
The ground was flat, which was unbelievable.
A tunnel made of stone, how could it be flat?
Unless it was ticulously crafted.
After a few hundred ters, they finally found so light.
It was an oil lamp.
"Hey, why does it have our Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s pattern?" Trent Marsh looked at the patterns on the oil lamp, extrely surprised.
As the earliest organization to dominate the martial arts world, the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance ended the fragnted martial arts factions and unified the martial arts for the first ti.
But such martial arts unification also erased many distinguishing features.
Like these patterns.
"Stop asking so many questions." Dragon Dance walked faster and faster.
"No, I rember now!" Trent Marsh said in amazent, "This is Nine Provinces Tomb!"
"You even know about Nine Provinces Tomb?" Dragon Dance sneered.
"Though I didn’t participate in building the Nine Provinces Tomb, my trusted n built it. I’ve seen the blueprints, I know what it’s like!" Trent Marsh was amazed by his surroundings, "A thousand years later, we actually ca here, I consider myself having witnessed the Nine Provinces Tomb five thousand years later!"
What lay before him was magnificent!
Gold!
Jewels, and countless weapons!
Volu upon volu of scriptures!
The corpses of various plants and animals were well-preserved and placed around.
Eternal lights had been burning for thousands of years, yet hadn’t extinguished.
As Trent Marsh was in a state of rapture, he suddenly awoke with a shock!
"The Nine Provinces Tomb was Fourth Brother’s burial site! How do you know the exact location!"
He suddenly realized that the construction of the Nine Provinces Tomb was extrely strict and top secret!
Besides Silvio Reed and a few select people, no one else knew.
The people who participated in its construction had their mories erased afterwards.
The Nine Provinces Tomb, unknown to all.
This was why Trent Marsh had never been here.
Back then, Dragon Dance, as a saint, couldn’t have visited the Nine Provinces Tomb!
Trent Marsh began to grow cautious.
"Of course, the Nine Provinces Tomb is Silvio Reed’s grave. Forgot to tell you, Silvio Reed is already dead. I killed him." Dragon Dance clapped her hands, and a warrior painted on the tomb wall suddenly walked out!
"Did you see?" Dragon Dance pointed to the gilded sarcophagus with a smile, "Back then, I killed Silvio Reed here, ending the rule of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance. Is it surprising?"
On the wall, the place where the warrior erged left a pit.
The craftsmanship was too exquisite, allowing living people to disguise as murals.
"Dragon Dance, you, able to kill Fourth Master?" Trent Marsh sneered, "Stop flattering yourself. Tell , what did you bring here for?"
"You’ve asked too much, but I don’t want to kill you, only trap you. I’m sorry, Third Brother." Dragon Dance finished speaking, and suddenly, a cage appeared beneath Trent Marsh!
Clang!
Trapping him inside!
And those two warriors stabbed their spears down!
The spears pierced through Trent Marsh’s shoulder blades, suspending him in the cage.
"Lying here is your Fourth Brother. Keep him company, and after I completely deal with Julius Reed, I’ll deal with you." Dragon Dance’s face was cold, and with a wave of her hand, Trent Marsh was carried away.
"I understand now, Julius Reed was knocked out—it was your sche." Trent Marsh’s face was pale, and he now almost understood what was happening.
"Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s unique spears and cages, thods you invented to trap those ancient martial artists, how does it feel to have them used on yourself?" Dragon Dance walked to the gilded sarcophagus and slowly pushed it open.
"Look at your Fourth Brother, he’s turned into a mummy." Dragon Dance grabbed Trent Marsh’s head and forced him to look towards the sarcophagus.
Inside, a scar-covered mummy lay in a coffin lined with yellow cloth.
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