Zhuo Wenshi ignored everything else. She raised a slender finger and said, “I will give you one more stick of incense... no, half a stick. If you cannot open it, you may leave.”
Gulp.
The formation master who looked like a middle-aged man swallowed hard. With life and death pressing on him, his efficiency soared.
In less than one third of a stick of incense, ripples rose in the air at one side of the valley. It was like a distorted mirror forming geotric structures. At the center appeared a passage that resembled rippling water.
“It opened.”
“This guy must have been slacking. Was he doing it on purpose?”
The formation master's eyes drifted, and he hastily explained.
“This is slander. I said it would be fast. You did not believe .”
Zhuo Wenshi raised her hand slightly. She stared at him suspiciously for a mont before speaking again.
“We go in first. That useless trash may send people to fight us for it. Stay alert.”
“Sister Shi, why worry about that waste? Young Master Yun has not taken action against him. How could he possibly dare to make the first move?”
Soone from the Zhuo Clan who knew the inside story spoke casually, and the others nodded repeatedly.
“Brother Cang is right. If a fight really starts, the one to suffer losses is that waste.”
“Enough.”
Zhuo Wenshi did not want to hear their pointless comnts. She stared at the formation master for a long mont, then kicked him directly into the passage.
Everyone followed in behind him. The entrance to the ancient burial pit secret realm closed imdiately.
Before long, Wang Yu's figure appeared.
When he arrived earlier, this group had not yet gone inside. However, he did not strike imdiately.
First, this was the outside world, and he could not instantly kill all of them without exposing himself. It was better to let them enter, then set a trap at the exit and slaughter them inside.
Second, although Zhuo Wenshi appeared vigilant, she clearly did not consider Zhuo Shouqing a real threat. It was rely habit.
Seeing a fragnt allows one to infer the whole picture.
If all of Zhuo Shouyun's elites were like this, then Zhuo Shouqing's concealnt strategy was indeed effective. At the very least, it misled so people.
“Thirteen people, plus the formation master.”
The leader was late Core Formation stage. Three were mid Core Formation. The remaining nine were Foundation Establishnt seventh to ninth layer. They had likely co seeking a Core Formation opportunity.
According to intelligence on the ancient burial pit, this place was a cluster of tombs. It ant they would likely split up to explore different graves.
That was more convenient for him.
If everyone stayed together, he might not be able to win. Cultivators from the Zhuo Clan at Core Formation were opponents he treated as equals.
Not to ntion Zhuo Wenshi was late Core Formation.
He took out the key, activated it with spell power, and plunged it into the air. The portal he had seen once before opened again. Wang Yu put on the Earth-Net Ghost Mask.
Spell power gathered in the Ghost-Weeping Flute. The Wailing Heart Severing Blade at perfected realm was ready to strike.
Buzz.
It felt like walking inside a tumbling washer. A violent dizziness overwheld his sense of direction. It was another spatial thod.
Compared to a Void Talisman, this secret realm passage felt far worse. If a Qi Refining cultivator walked into it, they would likely vomit on the spot.
When the spatial turbulence settled and his spinning vision stabilized, Wang Yu imdiately used the Aurora Escape to leave his landing point.
“Soone arrived.”
At the entrance.
The ground was flat and black. Thin gray mist ford from Yin Corpse Qi floated around. The temperature was low, making it an ideal battlefield for Wang Yu.
The spot where he landed had already been set with multiple small-scale restricting formations. Six cultivators were stationed nearby. Five were late Foundation Establishnt, and one was mid Core Formation.
It seed his caution had been correct.
Zhuo Wenshi had deliberately left no guards outside. She chose instead to place an ambush inside. If soone ca, she would appear prophetic. If no one ca, it was still not wasted. At the very least it guaranteed a clear escape route.
“Damn it.
“How did you watch over this place? Soone slipped past you.”
He cursed loudly.
The Foundation Establishnt cultivators looked at each other in confusion. How could they have expected soone to arrive this quickly? Could it really be Zhuo Shouqing's people? That would be insane.
Besides, the intruder had vanished with a single streak of light. Even the Core Formation cultivator had failed to react. How could they?
They lowered their heads, not daring to argue.
“You go chase him in that direction. I will report to Sister Wenshi.”
The mid Core Formation cultivator prepared to depart.
However, soone sensed sothing wrong and probed quietly.
“Lord Zhuo Cang, you can notify her with a transmission jade talisman. Why must you go yourself?”
Zhuo Cang turned back, irritation rising.
“Fool. The mist here blocks the effect of transmission jade talismans.”
“That is not what I ant, Lord Zhuo Cang. Running errands should not trouble you. Allow to go instead.”
The words had reached this point, and the others also realized sothing was wrong.
Why did it feel like Zhuo Cang was trying to run away?
At this mont, Zhuo Cang grew anxious. With the speed he had just witnessed, the intruder was at least peak Core Formation. He would be insane to confront soone like that.
Unfortunately, they had already delayed too long.
On Wang Yu’s side, the dizziness from spatial travel faded. His attention naturally returned to these people.
Yin Corpse Descending Evil Curse!
The Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse had long reached the limit for advancent and had only been suppressed by Wang Yu. Now that the two corpses struck together in this burial pit secret realm, it was considered a convergence of heaven and earth.
This sudden counterattack caught them completely off guard.
With the Lunar Yin Fiend clinging to him, Zhuo Cang's strength declined at an extrely rapid rate. In his panic, he did not even consider sending a ssage and only thought of escaping.
He directly activated a third rank Void Escape Talisman. His decisiveness surprised Wang Yu greatly.
Wealthy and fearful of death.
Boom.
The third rank Thunder Corpse descended. The divine ability Thunder Summoning Lightning Calling was unleashed. The five late stage Foundation Establishnt cultivators were blown away like kites with broken strings.
They were struck by violent lightning and turned into charcoal.
Even through the burnt sll, lightning still lingered within the cracks on their bodies. They were instantly killed by this expansive lightning divine ability.
Truly fierce.
At the sa ti, an aurora streaked across the low sky.
Wang Yu used the Ghost-Weeping Flute as a thrown weapon. With overwhelming physical strength, he hurled it like an arrow shot from a bowstring. Midair, it transford into a strange image of a shadow crow carrying a sharp blade.
Puchi.
A large hole opened on Zhuo Cang’s chest. Wang Yu used the Extracting Core technique and had just grabbed the Golden Core when Zhuo Cang disappeared amid spatial ripples.
"Illusory Moon."
At that mont, Chu Li added an ocular technique, but Wang Yu could do nothing more. With wounds so severe, combined with having his Golden Core taken and being thrown into an illusion.
The chance of survival was ninety percent against him. Yet Wang Yu still felt deep regret. He had not stripped off the storage ring. A complete loss.
Moreover, as long as the enemy had not died on the spot, it ant unpredictable variables remained. He despised variables.
The battle ended as quickly as lightning striking flint.
Because the enemy never fought back at all. His entire mind had been fixed on escaping. This was in stark contrast to his arrogance earlier at the secret realm entrance.
Wang Yu could only hope that the enemy had not been teleported out of the secret realm.
Otherwise, tracking down the corpse later would take a great deal of ti.
If he was still within the secret realm...
Wang Yu placed the bloodstained Golden Core on his palm and activated the spiritual sense secret art Ten Thousand Miles Manifestation Trace. This was not rely a large scale search technique.
It could also extend into directional tracking.
A Golden Core possessed a strong inherent connection with its original owner. Tracing the main body through it was exceedingly simple.
Before long, a smile appeared on Wang Yu’s lips.
"Good. He did not leave."
He casually gathered the corpses scattered across the ground along with the formation flags arranged at the entrance of the secret realm and tossed them all into the Coldblood Ring. He would clean them up later when he had ti.
After settling these matters, he flew in the direction indicated by the secret art.
…
…
In a sunken area between several small hills.
In front of a dark gray hall sealed on all four sides, two mid stage Core Formation cultivators and four remaining late stage Foundation Establishnt cultivators were preparing to enter and explore.
They did not know the full details of this ancient burial pit but understood it to be the type of secret realm containing a cluster of tombs. Places like this held many opportunities and many dangers.
"The yin corpse qi here is dense. There should be many yin ghosts and zombie type creatures. After we go inside, without our permission, you must not touch anything."
"Understood."
If soone acted out of greed and carelessly triggered a restriction or chanism.
Even if he survived the crisis, his teammates would not let him go unpunished, unless the command ca from the leader himself.
After entering, they split into three groups.
The ones who angered Zhuo Wenshi at the entrance stayed to guard. This team explored here. Zhuo Wenshi brought the formation master to explore alone as another group.
Because the dense yin fog severely obstructed perception, they had not discovered the events that occurred near the secret realm entrance. All their attention was on the sealed hall.
When they stepped onto the stairs, they could faintly make out long stalks and flower petals curled like chrysanthemums on the dusty yellow jade railings.
"Jie, does this pattern look familiar?"
Having so knowledge of ancient history, Zhuo Jie spoke.
"It does look familiar. Likely a product of the late ancient era. At that ti, the Five Demonic Sects had just established themselves and had not yet risen to their peak.
"I must have seen it in old records of our sect."
"But do not worry. As long as it is not a sealing ground of the demonic type, based on the size of this secret realm, it is impossible for a fourth rank ferocious entity to exist."
His judgnt stemd partly from the fact that there was no fourth rank spiritual vein here. Even the mutated yin vein was only third rank, incapable of sustaining the long term existence of a fourth rank creature.
Thus he could roughly estimate the danger limit.
"Let us proceed."
At the front gate of the dark gray hall, the two Core Formation cultivators applied various thods. Using the experience and knowledge passed down from their elders, they quickly found sothing.
"This place is sealed. It seems we can only try breaking through with brute force. The restriction here is thin. Use the peration seal."
"All right."
The so called peration seal was silent and without disturbance.
It did not trigger any large scale restriction. It produced no sound. The massive stone blocking the gate dissolved silently, forming an entrance wide enough for one person.
Their thods were indeed diverse.
After the six entered.
A spatial ripple suddenly appeared. A body with a hole the size of a kicking ball through its chest crashed onto the ground. It lay motionless. If not for the faint heartbeat, it looked no different from a corpse.
It was Zhuo Cang, who had escaped using the Void Escape Talisman.
He had preset the coordinates to land near his teammates, but unfortunately they had entered the hall. Which likely had anti-teleportation asures in place.
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