A powerful storm of energy particles instantly destroyed the outer walls of the main hall, along with the array connecting the entire ancient tomb...
This sudden turn of events not only startled Xiao Yan, but also surprised Luo Ao and Luo Jin, who were standing nearby.
What happened?
The three exchanged a quick glance, then moved swiftly, leaping forward and flying over the ruins to arrive before the main hall.
Upon arriving here, Xiao Yan couldn't help but glance back at the stone statue deep within the main hall. After confirming that he was in the right place, he lowered his head and looked straight ahead, his eyes filled with a sharp killing intent.
The three of them scanned the area and, after a moment's inspection, noticed a large group of dark figures rapidly moving about in the distance ahead of them, with shouts of battle reaching their ears from afar.
"Looks like someone just self-destructed."
Seeing this, Luo Ao squinted and said nonchalantly.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's gaze was fixed on the group of figures, especially the ones in front of them. They seemed to belong to the same team, while those behind them were chasing after this small team that was now almost empty.
The team fled in panic, seemingly out of desperation, and thus chose to escape into this place.
However, at this moment, Xiao Yan was not concerned about the direction the group was fleeing, but rather about the identities of these people.
As the crowd drew closer, the view became clearer, and finally, Xiao Yan could see them clearly.
The remaining four were all dressed in white robes, and from the style of the robes, it was clear at a glance that they belonged to the same faction. Of the four, three were elderly men, while the young man was being protected by the other three and was fleeing frantically.
This group of four was none other than Murong Xuan's team!
Their Dou Qi was discovered by others, which is why they were relentlessly pursued by the group behind them. After a fierce battle, some members of the group died in the fight, while others chose to self-destruct in order to protect Murong Xuan. It was because of this that they were able to delay the group behind them until now.
Unfortunately, as things unfolded, the crowd behind them soon caught up again.
"Hmph, I'd like to see how many more times you can self-destruct!"
Within the group, an old man in a hemp robe grinned maliciously, ordering the Dou Di experts around him to frantically pursue the four people ahead. This man was none other than Ye Luotian.
The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the attacks from behind were constantly exploding on the ground behind the four people. If the four people slowed down even by a fraction, they would be bombarded by the rain of attacks.
"Damn it! They're trying to wipe us all out!"
A look of despair crept onto Murong Xuan's face as he felt the attacks drawing ever closer from behind, his heart sinking to the bottom.
If simply handing over the Dou Qi inheritance would have been enough, they would have left long ago. But in the end, they discovered that this group not only wanted the Dou Qi inheritance, but also wanted to kill everyone in this ancient tomb. They had no intention of letting anyone go!
"Young Master, don't worry, even if it costs me my life, I will definitely rescue you. You mustn't despair!"
Beside him, the white-haired old man kept encouraging Murong Xuan. No matter what, he would never let anything happen to Murong Xuan. If anything happened to the latter, he would die with regrets.
"Uncle Quan, let's go together!"
Murong Xuan gritted his teeth, about to grab the latter's wrist, but the old man was one step ahead, suddenly grabbing Murong Xuan's wrist. A powerful force instantly gathered in his arm, and he flung the latter away violently. Then, Dou Qi burst forth from his palm, turning into a fierce gust of wind, shoving the three people beside him away as well, while he himself was exposed to the attacks of the group behind him.
"Hahahaha! A bunch of scum, come on, let this old man have a go at you!"
As he turned around, the old man let out a wild laugh, and at the same time, the Dou Qi within his body became violent in an instant. Then, as the group of people behind him arrived, the old man's body exploded with a bang!
"Boom!"
A colossal wave of energy swept outwards in all directions, destroying everything in its path and revealing the mysterious runes beneath the surface...
"This is..."
Before the ruins of the main hall, Luo Ao and Luo Jin this scene. They finally understood why a useless city had been built in this vast ancient tomb. This was not some hobby of the Venerable Heavenly Severing; he was merely using it to cover up the entire great formation below.
"This grand formation is probably quite formidable even among sixth-tier formations!"
Luo Ao's eyes narrowed, a vague sense of foreboding creeping into his heart...
Uncle Quan!
Watching the old man who had been by his side for many years die, Murong Xuan was filled with boundless rage. He never imagined that such a day would come between him and Murong Quan.
"Old Quan, you... you really... are you dead?"
Beside him, another elderly man couldn't help but let out a mournful sigh, tears welling up in his eyes.
As people age, they become more sentimental, especially since this was a good brother who had been with him all his life. At this moment, the old man's heart, which had been beating rapidly, seemed to suddenly stop, and the vitality on his old face vanished in an instant.
"Drink! I'll kill you all!"
Suddenly, Murong Xuan let out a hoarse roar, and with a swift movement, ignoring the obstruction of those around him, he charged directly towards the crowd that was chasing after him again.
"Young Master!"
The remaining two elders were immediately startled and hurriedly set off to give chase. However, their speed was no match for Murong Xuan's Great Dao of Wind. In the blink of an eye, Murong Xuan's figure reappeared within the attack range of that group of people.
At this moment, even these powerful Dou Di experts couldn't help but be slightly moved. How many people across the entire continent could go to such lengths for their subordinates?
At this moment, even they couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for Murong Xuan before them...
"Kindness?"
But while they pity others, who will pity them?
Now, even their own lives are in Ye Luotian's hands. A single thought of disobedience means death. They feel nothing but fear towards him.
Of course, this was precisely Ye Luotian's purpose. He didn't need genuine loyalty; he didn't trust anyone. In his eyes, the relationships between the beings on this continent were merely one of exploitation and being exploited. Unfortunately for him, he was the exploiter.
Soon, under the grief-stricken gazes of the two Dou Di experts from the Murong Clan, a barrage of attacks, like raindrops, rained down on Murong Xuan, who had rushed forward to his death...
"Boom!"
After a loud bang, the dust settled, and everyone looked closely, only to find that there was nothing where Murong Xuan had just stood.
"What?"
Just as Ye Luotian was slightly startled, two figures appeared one after the other in the void in front of them.
One of them was Murong Xuan, and the other was the very person who instantly made Ye Luotian's face darken...
" Xiao Yan!"