As they ventured deeper into the tunnel, the two experts remained deeply contemplative. The traps triggered by the group ahead of them posed no threat to Yan Xiaobao and Xiao Ning, as they quickly navigated past them.
Although they progressed further into the tunnel, there were no indications of any treasures appearing, nor any signs that the team ahead was working hard to clear the traps. The group had clearly quickened their pace, rushing through the tunnel in hopes of exiting before Yan Xiaobao and Xiao Ning could catch up.
Despite their pursuit, neither Yan Xiaobao nor Xiao Ning felt any impulsive urge to act recklessly. This was a mysterious tomb, and everyone needed to act cautiously. While there were individuals leading the way for now, no one could predict when they might encounter an obstacle that required more than just brute strength to overco. When such a mont ca, the experts would have no choice but to wait for the gathering of many Saints to proceed further.
As more traps were uncovered, bloodstains began to appear more frequently along the path. These traps seed to grow increasingly savage. After half an hour of walking, they stumbled upon a corpse within the tunnel. This cultivator was a renowned Saint, yet even so, his body had been struck by a diagonal slash, nearly slicing him in half. His innards had spilled onto the ground, and his eyes remained wide open, filled with shock as life left him.
Seeing the dead expert was a sobering mont for both Yan Xiaobao and Xiao Ning, though their reasons for unease were entirely different. The expert had hailed from the Sun Kingdom, and Xiao Ning couldn’t help but worry about how the Kingdom would weaken with every Saint’s death. "I need to kill more of the other experts," he muttered to himself. "The balance must be preserved."
Yan Xiaobao, on the other hand, was more concerned about the dangers they would soon face, as at so point, they would undoubtedly reach a more perilous area. So far, they were rely in the tunnel, but he knew this was but a small part of the tomb. Recalling the Gate of Heaven, he thought that once they passed through this tunnel, they would arrive at the actual tomb—a place where treasures would be surrounded by countless deadly traps.
Though this was only speculation, Yan Xiaobao rembered the words on the spiritual imprint at the Gate of Heaven, which hinted at no shortage of treasures within. Yet, so far, the chosen tunnel had yielded little of significance. They had only encountered two hidden caches, which, while containing excellent materials, far exceeded the expectations Xiao Ning and he originally had.
As the traps grew increasingly hazardous, Xiao Ning and Yan Xiaobao could no longer afford to remain lost in their own thoughts. They needed to devote their full energy to overcoming the obstacles blocking their way out of the main tomb.
As they pushed forward, more and more blood speckled the walls, yet there were no signs of what kind of weapons or attacks had struck the Saints. It was evident that these were so form of energy-based attacks that disappeared imdiately after being unleashed. While they found no corpses, the sheer amount of blood they witnessed left them deeply unsettled.
Soon, they heard noises coming from ahead—a sound so manic it sent chills down their spines. Mixed with the frantic yelling and buzzing vibrations, rushing water echoed through the tunnel, shattering its eerie silence. Yan Xiaobao and Xiao Ning exchanged glances before nodding in grim understanding, then surged ahead toward the source of the sound.
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