In the dimness, Suzuki Chunxin only felt someone give his shoulder a forceful slap.
The reaction was somewhat excessive—he suddenly spun around, his gaze sweeping over the area like a venomous snake.
The old Li Family master leading the way, the one who had patted his shoulder, felt his heart jump. For an instant, he thought the eyes before him did not belong to a human.
"What are you doing?" Suzuki Chunxin's voice was low, seemingly carrying a hint of suppressed anger.
The old Li Family master frowned. "You must be the young master of the Suzuki Family, right? I saw the two of you standing there without moving and only wanted to ask whether something was wrong."
Suzuki Chunxin shook his head and casually said, "It was just too dark after we suddenly came down here. I'm not used to it yet."
Watching Suzuki Chunxin's answer, Suzuki Yuichi—or rather, Lian Zhen—actually knew very clearly that Eight Divergences had reacted this way entirely because of fear.
At present, both it and Eight Divergences basically existed in soul form, each possessing a father and son from the Suzuki Family. These hosts could be switched at any time, giving them tremendous convenience and safety.
Yet the instant they entered the tomb, their souls had been imprisoned inside the bodies of the Suzuki father and son. In other words, they had become targets for someone else.
Moreover, this "someone else" had sealed their souls without making the slightest sound or revealing the slightest trace, and had quietly erased the hundreds of marks Eight Divergences had created.
"Could this guardian... be in the Dao Fruit Realm?" Suzuki Chunxin exhaled and nervously glanced around.
"As far as I know, ever since the Immortal Path was severed, the Divine Land hasn't seen anyone in the Dao