Once again an attack, the pillar suddenly collapsed. As it crumbled, it revealed the pale expert hidden behind it. His face was terrifying, but his eyes were filled with anger, arrogance, and greed. He looked at Yan Xiaobao with a slight slender smile on his face. "So, you’ve delivered yourself to my table to be slaughtered like a lamb?" He laughed loudly as he stood and absorbed Wu Wei into his body. Once again, he began, and Wu Wei charged out, twisting and stirring, forming a giant hamr.
This wasn’t the first ti they’d seen this hamr attack. However, unlike last ti, these hamrs seed as if they were not crafted by Wu Wei, but they looked very real. This ti, the expert was very serious about his attack, and one could feel the intense energy radiating from it.
The hamr was clearly made by Wu Wei, yet the hamr looked real. Inscriptions and patterns were engraved on both sides of it, and it seed as though it was cast in gold, rather than by the fleeting Wu Wei.
Despite facing such a powerful attack, Yan Xiaobao wasn’t panicked. Instead, he raised the whip to et the incoming hamr, a slight smile on his lips. He allowed the black energy to pass directly through the martial power hamr.
The whip could be seen contacting the martial power hamr, sparks of martial power could be seen, but the whip did not stop, as it passed directly through the hamr. Wu Wei imdiately dissipated into the air on one side, while the other side began to reassemble into a pair of smaller hamrs.
"That whip..." The oldest martial brother finally felt sothing was wrong. His hamr shouldn’t be easily cut, let alone be forced to disassemble, but it happened right before his eyes. All he could do was stare greedily at the black whip while he ford so small hamrs.
Although this oldest martial brother was at a disadvantage, he didn’t seem hurried. He had nearly exhausted all of his Wu Wei. He was confident it would be enough to deal with Yan Xiaobao. After all, Yan Xiaobao was rely a simple emperor. An emperor with various treasures allowed him to do many things, but in the end, he was still an emperor. He was soone below him. He couldn’t fail.
"Such a fool," Yan Xiaobao looked dazedly at the expert before him, seeing the denial in his eyes. Without waiting, the whip in his hand shot out like a snake. This ti it wasn’t heading for the martial power hamr, but for the expert ahead.
The black snake-like whip suddenly changed shape, and just as it reached the expert before him, it turned into an arrowhead, deeply embedding into his arm.
At first, the expert didn’t think much of it, but soon he felt a disturbing cold sensation engulfing his entire body. His eyes blurred, and quickly all light disappeared before him.
"What did you do?!" he shouted loudly as he staggered forward. When he tried to grasp the young man, his hand reached out in front of him. Suddenly, the world beca silent as he realized his hearing had vanished, then everything went dark. The oldest martial brother was overco by darkness. Nothing existed in his life, no colors, no emotions, nothing. A few steps forward, the Saint could no longer hold on, and he fell to the floor. He was still breathing, and his body was intact; however, his senses no longer worked. There was nothing to hear, nothing to see or feel. In such a situation, everything disappeared from his world. His entire body was taken over by a droplet of black energy.
The battle between the other Saints ca to a halt. They surrendered, hoping their oldest martial brother would return to them and save them from the other experts, yet as they looked at their oldest martial brother, their hearts filled with fear. He sat on the ground, with black eyes, his body exuding a strange black hue.
"What have you done to our brother?!" one of the experts shouted loudly, but Yan Xiaobao did not answer. He was curious about this ability, but he thought it unimaginable that it would devour a person’s senses.
"There’s a good chance it can do more than this," Lan Feng comnted by the Lower Dantian. "When you launched the attack, your intention was to defeat this person. So now he’s defeated. Completely defeated. If you had thought of sothing else, then the result might have been different. Nonetheless, this rged energy is still very powerful. We need to improve it as soon as possible," Lan Feng said before falling silent.
Sighing, Yan Xiaobao looked at those subdued experts, wondering what to do. Killing them seed excessive, as they were clearly no match for his group, but letting them go wasn’t an option either. After considering for a mont, Yan Xiaobao went to the oldest martial brother and, going through his pockets, gathered the stones one by one.
"I’ll let you all go." He finally spoke slowly, clearly still thinking as he spoke, "But before leaving, give us your storage stones, then take this Saint and leave the tomb. Whether he regains his normal appearance, I really don’t know. Only ti will tell." He shrugged. To him, whether this Saint would regain his senses, or lose them for the rest of his life, was irrelevant.
The four Saints looked at each other, their expressions terrible, but no matter how much they thought, they had no way out of their current predicant. It was they who started the fight, and if they won, then the others would be the ones to die. Undoubtedly, it was the style of their oldest martial brother. At least they were allowed to leave with their lives, but handing over their hard-earned treasures and mory Stones was enough to make them spit blood.
Ignoring their actions, Yan Xiaobao took all the stones and casually kept those stones from their oldest martial brother, while sharing the others equally among his friends. No one complained about this, for Yan Xiaobao personally handled the oldest martial brother, thus the treasures naturally belonged to the young man.
Watching Yan Xiaobao and his friends move further into the tomb, the four remaining Saints were filled with regret. Unfortunately, it was now too late to change their fate, and all they could do was pack their bags, grab their oldest martial brother, and slowly exit the tomb. If they encountered weaker ones along the way, they would be robbed, but that was the reality. Entering the tomb now was impossible.
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As Heaven began to rob them, many experts returned to the gate of Heaven once more, turning around and running off. They left the tomb for a while before entering again, only to follow in the footsteps of the Saints. They all hoped to leave behind so treasures, for although most Saints were very careful not to leave anything, it was impossible for them to take everything. Thus, lower-ranking cultivators were still searching for so treasures.
Among them included Deng Wu and his team, Sha Yun and her team, the dical team to which Wang Julong belonged, and finally the group of rchants assigned by the Ma family, led by Ma Kong.
Although these groups frequently encountered each other, none of them truly helped each other, although they didn’t hinder each other either. The Beast Group was sowhat divided into two factions: one sided with Sha Yun due to her relationship with Yan Xiaobao, and the other supported her. As many mbers were too busy arguing, this group had not found many treasures currently, but they still advanced at such a slow pace.
Another well-operating group was the group of Deng Wu with the Rong twins and Gao Yan. The Rong twins were supposed to travel with the Rong Family people; however, they were allowed to follow Deng Wu, hoping they could develop their personalities and beco more mature. Their father hoped that in the tomb, they would encounter dangerous situations and learn from them. This group was rather lucky in obtaining treasures, as they were all friends, sharing was simple for them.
Ma Kong ca from a family focused on trade and selling items, and while in the tomb, he was busy conducting business. Although he wasn’t currently trying to find treasures, he managed to exchange many items for secret treasures in the tomb. Everyone needed dicinal pills, and their family had many such dicines. As the only active trade group traversing the tomb, they monopolized the market, and the farther they went, the thicker their wallets beca. Although they were obviously very wealthy, no one dared to oppose them. Everyone knew that the Ma family had several hidden experts, so robbing them was extrely dangerous.
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