Ancient Tomb Layers Hide Killing Intent, Hidden Glimpses of Peeping from the Dark

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of air being torn apart suddenly erupted as bronze arrows shot out from hidden holes in the walls.

Duan Chonghe and several figures behind him reacted instantly. Their bodies moved like phantoms, dodging and weaving, narrowly avoiding the arrows.

Everyone present, except for Duan Chonghe who was at Five Levels, was a Fourth Level expert with rich martial arts experience and extraordinary skills.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The arrows missed their targets, but upon hitting the floor tiles, they exploded with bursts of internal energy, creating several craters.

Pockmarked face picked up an arrow. It was ice-cold to the touch, and traces of internal energy flowed upon it.

"The people from Han Land... even after a hundred years, their internal energy hasn't dissipated..."

He felt the internal energy on the arrow, a lingering fear in his heart. If Duan Chonghe hadn't known about the layout of this place beforehand and given a warning, these things shooting out without warning would have been a serious problem for them.

Duan Chonghe's expression was grave as he surveyed their surroundings. He said in a deep voice:

"Keep moving forward, don't waste time, and don't let your guard down!"

Experiencing it firsthand, he realized he had underestimated the dangers of this place. It truly was the tomb of a Demonic Dao overlord; the traps were incredibly insidious and vicious, mostly deadly cold traps placed on the only path forward. They were unavoidable. Only after triggering them would the path ahead reveal itself, designed to be tricky and impossible to guard against.

He knew his advantage: thanks to his ancestors' blessings, he was very familiar with this place. He knew the layout of almost every dangerous trap.

However, he didn't know if the Kong family had the same advantage. After all, Feng Qu Xian chose this tomb to be in the Kong family's ancestral land. No one would believe there was no connection between them.

"We must finish this quickly."

Duan Chonghe made up his mind; time was crucial.

He quickly walked up to a stone wall, channeling internal energy into his palm as he carefully felt along the surface. After a moment, his fingertips stopped at a certain spot.

"Found it. Everyone retreat ten steps. I'll clear it in one go."

Upon hearing this, the others didn't hesitate and retreated.

Rumble!

The sound of mechanisms operating came from within the wall. Three neat square seams appeared on the left, right, and front walls. The outlines of three stone doors slowly lifted upwards, revealing dark passages behind them.

The next moment.

A chilling cold air emanated from behind the three doors, causing the temperature inside the tomb to plummet.

Crack... Crack...

Emaciated "cold corpses" with hollow eye sockets shuffled out from behind the three doors, their mouths agape, continuously spewing white cold air.

Duan Chonghe condensed True Qi on his palms and transformed into several afterimages, darting between the three stone doors, his palm strikes powerful like dragons.

Pillars of True Qi were blasted towards the heads of the cold corpses.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In just a few breaths, the cold corpses that had emerged from the three doors were all cleared, leaving only scattered debris on the ground.

Pockmarked face looked at a piece of cold corpse debris that had splashed near his foot. Curiosity piqued, he instinctively bent down to poke it with his finger.

"Don't!" Duan Chonghe's peripheral vision caught the movement, and he immediately shouted a warning.

"Even though the cold corpses are dead, the cold poison remains. It's very troublesome if you get infected."

Pockmarked face shivered in fright, quickly retracting his hand and stepping back two paces. He spat, "Damn it! This cursed place is full of killing intent, each one more disgusting than the last."

"We've now passed the sixth checkpoint. After breaking through three more levels, we'll reach the main tomb and obtain Feng Qu Xian's inheritance!" Duan Chonghe said, looking at the passage ahead, trying to motivate them.

"Alright!"

Hearing this, the others' spirits indeed lifted.

Although the journey had been fraught with peril, thanks to Duan Chonghe, they had managed to get through it without major incident.

The thought of obtaining the inheritance of Feng Qu Xian, the Demonic Dao overlord who had stirred up the world during the Previous Dynasty, made everyone's eyes gleam with excitement.

Everyone present had ancestors with intricate connections to Feng Qu Xian.

Duan Chonghe's ancestor was even one of Feng Qu Xian's Five Demon Generals, "Greedy Demon" Duan Tiangang. As for their own ancestors, they were mostly confidantes under Duan Tiangang.

When Feng Qu Xian fell, their ancestors were naturally hunted and purged by righteous factions. Over a hundred years, their families declined, and they all fell into ruin.

Now, Feng Qu Xian's inheritance was their hope for a comeback.

Duan Chonghe's heart was filled with turbulent emotions. So far, besides the potential threat from the Kong family, no other unexpected variables had appeared.

The probability of successfully obtaining the inheritance was very high!

As an "Break Apex" expert, Feng Qu Xian's inheritance likely contained legacies related to reaching "Break Apex." This wasn't mere speculation but a secret passed down from their ancestors.

Although Duan Chonghe was already a Five Levels Grandmaster, he was still insignificant in the grand scheme of the world. If he could use this opportunity to glimpse the path to Break Apex, or even break through and establish his own sect, recreating Feng Qu Xian's glory, it wouldn't be a pipe dream.

The world was currently in turmoil, a time of heroes emerging and dragons and snakes coiling – a great era of contention.

He, Duan Chonghe, might just become the one who controlled the game.

With such excitement and ambition, everyone closely followed Duan Chonghe into the passage on the left.

However, among this group, only one person, amidst their excitement, harbored a sliver of unease in their heart.

Before leaving, Xu Miao glanced back.

Behind her, apart from the scattered remains of cold corpses, the area was empty, with no anomalies.

But for some reason, ever since entering Kongling Village's territory, and especially after entering this tomb, she had a constant feeling of being watched.

It wasn't that she had discovered anything concrete, but rather an instinctive, baseless alarm, much like a child walking alone at night always feeling like there's a ghost behind them.

Precisely because this feeling lacked any evidence, she swallowed her words several times, not wanting to explain it to her husband or companions.

Sigh, perhaps the yin energy here is too heavy, and I'm just scaring myself, overthinking things...

Xu Miao could only force herself to suppress the inexplicable unease in her heart, quicken her pace, and hurriedly catch up with the group.

As the sound of footsteps faded.

Crack.

A crisp sound.

An arm of a cold corpse was crushed underfoot. Chen Duan looked towards the three passages ahead, lost in thought.

"That woman's intuition is quite sharp."

Of course, it wasn't because she had detected Chen Duan's presence. Chen Duan prided himself on his superior movement techniques, believing he wouldn't be discovered so easily.

What Xu Miao sensed was not Chen Duan's presence.

But, something else entirely.

Chen Duan's gaze swept across the surroundings.

Like Xu Miao, ever since entering Kongling Village's territory, he too had sensed an extremely subtle "feeling of being watched."

This feeling was so subtle that, at first, even someone like Chen Duan doubted if it was a mere illusion caused by the oppressive environment.

But as they delved deeper into this underground tomb, the feeling of being watched seemed to become a bit clearer, which finally made him certain that he wasn't just being paranoid.

"That thing... hibernating..."

Chen Duan recalled the conversation Duan Chonghe and the others had earlier.

"Kid, don't just stand there, hurry up and take out the map."

A voice sounded from his collar. Feng Qu Xian emerged, lowering his voice as he urged.

Chen Duan took out the map of the tomb he had obtained from the Senior Disciple Brother in Qingzhou.

Feng Qu Xian immediately jumped onto the map, walked to the three places marked with "×," and peered at them with his single eye.

"Hmm, the route is correct, hurry and follow them..."

Chen Duan suddenly made a shushing gesture, his eyes becoming sharp.

The next moment.

His figure vanished from his spot. In the next instant, he was like a gecko, clinging to the soil layer at the top of the tomb. With two fingers together, he unleashed the Crimson Profound Divine Finger and poked towards a certain spot.

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