Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 667 - 662: Ruined Tomb Six

Chapter 667: Chapter 662: Ruined Tomb Six

Lin Xin’s heart stirred slightly.

"Myriad Evil Cavern, it’s actually this..."

According to the legend, when Sixth Rank Evil Gods fell, a void in space and time would naturally form, and this void was named the Myriad Evil Cavern.

It was said to be filled with countless dangers, with deathtraps at every turn, to the extent that even a Sixth Rank Earth Immortal, if not careful, would only meet a dead end.

At this moment, his heart was also raised. Unless necessary, he had no wish to recklessly gamble with his life by entering such a place.

"Since you know, then let’s get moving," he said.

Lu Qiaoqiao calmly said, "Now you must enter whether you like it or not..."

"Let’s go!"

Before Lu Qiaoqiao could finish speaking, Zeng Zhuo grabbed Murong Jun, both transforming into twin tri-colored lights intertwined, shooting out of the hall.

The red, blue, and yellow Spiritual Lights intertwined, their speed astounding. Even Lin Xin couldn’t react in time and lost sight of the two.

"Can you really escape?"

Lu Qiaoqiao waved her hand, and instantly countless white mini swords scattered like sand, at least a hundred floating in mid-air, aiming in the direction of the tri-colored Escape Light, ready to give chase.

Suddenly, a muffled grunt came from outside.

The tri-colored Escape Light had returned at some unknown time.

Zeng Zhuo and Murong Jun fell to the ground, looking extremely weary, their clothes bearing cuts like those from knives.

"How do you like the Circular Serpentine Array I set up, old man?" Huang Peiyuan said with a faint smile.

"So you were preparing from the start!"

Zeng Zhuo’s face turned ashen, a trace of fresh blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, recalling Huang Peiyuan’s earlier unusual actions of pointing at empty space, initially thought to be breaking some array here, but now it seemed he had been setting his own array all along.

"Let’s go, behave and there’s still a way out for you," Huang Peiyuan said with a smile.

His words were directed at Zeng Zhuo and the others, but his gaze was fixed on Lin Xin.

"Don’t you think so, Daoist Lin?"

Lin Xin kept his composure, not replying, his expression slightly grim. The opponent’s strength and preparation truly startled him, as he could faintly feel a looming threat from Huang Peiyuan.

This was also the reason he hadn’t made a move to attempt a rescue just now.

At the moment, Lu Qiaoqiao also exuded a hint of dangerous aura, apparently possessing the capability to threaten him as well.

After thinking it over, he ultimately chose not to turn hostile, merely remaining silent without responding.

"No more useless talk, let’s go," Lu Qiaoqiao said impatiently.

Huang Peiyuan chuckled meaningfully and was the first to walk towards the black orb.

He pinched a Decree between his fingers, and his whole being suddenly vanished, directly entering the Polar Region, the surroundings plunging into grey.

"Only by entering the Polar Region can you step in. Please, go ahead," he said, looking back at Lin Xin and the others.

Zeng Zhuo helped Murong Jun up, clenched his teeth, not daring to defy, and followed Huang Peiyuan towards the black orb.

Lin Xin paused, and under the threatening gaze of Lu Qiaoqiao, also had no choice but to head towards the black orb.

This black orb floated in mid-air, merely a Void Shadow, yet bizarrely, as soon as everyone stepped into the Polar Region, the Void Shadow of the black orb instantly solidified into an actual eyeball.

In its pupil was a black entrance swirling with Black Water.

Huang Peiyuan led the way into the pupil, Zeng Zhuo and his sister followed.

Lin Xin, with an unchanged expression, entered next, followed lastly by Lu Qiaoqiao.

As soon as they entered the pupil, the surroundings seemed to transform instantly into an underwater world.

The five were enveloped by endless black water, rendering sight inoperative, only spiritual perception remained effective.

It was strange that although everyone was deprived of sight, the light from the Camel Primordial Lamp still shone clearly as if illuminating everyone’s hearts, allowing them to sense distinctly from which direction the light was coming, even without seeing.

Lin Xin shut his eyes, a soft golden-yellow light radiated from the front left. Upon opening his eyes, there was nothing but pitch black in front of him.

"Interesting..."

He was curious to see what these two, who had been hiding their natures all along, were up to here.

The group swam towards the left front for a while.

Soon, from ahead in the distance, a gentle milky white light appeared.

Swimming further forward, everyone could see within a few thousand meters in front, there stood a cylindrical grey-black lighthouse.

At the top of the tower burned a pure white flame tinged with silver.

"This is the place," Huang Peiyuan exclaimed with delight, quickly taking out a jade shovel from his hand, his body activating dozens of layers of Protective Arrays and Spiritual Light in an instant. Then he swiftly swam towards the light, like a fish.

"Hold on!"

Lu Qiaoqiao suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path.

"How do you plan to share this?"

Her eyes were sharp, her hand on the hilt of her sword, her body flowing with strands of Sword Intent suffused with killing aura, forming a perfect defense net.

"What do you mean share? I discovered it, so of course, I take it alone!" Huang Peiyuan coldly said. "What? Do you want a share too?"

"You don’t have to share if you don’t want to. Either we decide it here: either you die or I die," Lu Qiaoqiao said coldly, evoking a sense as if human life were worthless to her, not even her own life seeming to matter.

"Are you forcing me?"

Lin Xin’s complexion rapidly turned white.

"If you think it is, it is."

The two confronted each other in the black water, the atmosphere growing tenser by the moment.

Lin Xin and his companions remained silent at the side.

"Take the chance to leave?"

Lin Xin heard Murong Jun’s cautious telepathic message.

He shook his head slightly and replied,

"There’s a formation outside, the Round Light Serpentine Formation; if it’s of the fifth rank, then its power will be very strong, and we can’t break through it quickly."

Zeng Zhuo seemed somewhat disheartened, while Murong Jun looked apologetically at her own brother. It was her decision to take on this mission, and yet things had still gone awry.

"Let’s watch and wait for the right moment," Lin Xin telepathically messaged them back.

The two could only do so, being fifth-rank cultivators themselves, soon adjusting their emotions. Having cultivated to the fifth rank, their resilience was certainly sufficient no matter what.

"Fifty-fifty," Yuanxiashan Ren suddenly dropped all pretense, revealing a fierce and malevolent face. "Otherwise, I’ll destroy it, and no one will get anything!"

"Then destroy it," Lu Qiaoqiao said, not caring in the least.

Yuanxiashan Ren’s eyes turned cold, and he immediately extended his hand to shoot out a clump of yellow sand.

The yellow sand in the black water morphed and tumbled, forming a spiked blade that shot towards a distant lighthouse.

Lu Qiaoqiao’s expression remained cold and unmoved.

Boom!

The lighthouse at the entrance exploded, engulfed by a large mass of yellow sand, quickly collapsing, and the fire at its top burst and scattered haphazardly.

Yet, both remained indifferent.

"That was Sun Snow Shooting Fire, worth at least tens of thousands of contribution points. You really are willing to let it go," Lu Qiaoqiao said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Aren’t you the same?" Yuanxiashan Ren retorted with a sneer.

Lin Xin and his companions twitched at what they heard.

Tens of thousands of contribution points! These two wastrels! To just destroy it like that!

Lin Xin recalled how he had toiled over the years, undertaking perilous missions, barely managing to accumulate just under twenty thousand contribution points, only to see someone blast away tens of thousands in an instant.

He had also heard of the Sun Snow Shooting Fire, a kind of flame that could purify and elevate the spiritual fire in the Dantian, extremely effective for those who specialized in cultivating the soul.

To think that it was destroyed right in front of his eyes, his heart felt as if it was bleeding.

"If it’s not done my way, then no one gets it!" Yuanxiashan Ren said venomously.

"Suit yourself."

Lu Qiaoqiao was utterly unconcerned.

The two ceased talking, each positioning themselves to the left and right, sandwiching Zeng Zhuo and the others as they swam forward.

They quickly reached another new lighthouse after bypassing the first.

Now that they were closer, Lin Xin could see clearly.

This lighthouse was actually a large, rough, dark gray tentacle, resembling the giant tentacles of an octopus or squid.

Only pulled taut and standing upright in the black water, at a distance, its material did not obviously appear fleshy.

Now that they were closer, the five of them came to the front of the tentacle lighthouse.

Lin Xin reached out to touch the lighthouse, it was slippery and very tough, with the skin still slightly wriggling.

"This is one of the numerous arms of the Stone King, one of the legendary Evil God Kings. Even after so many tens of thousands of years, its flesh and blood are still this terrifying," Yuanxiashan Ren remarked as he too touched the tentacle lighthouse.

Lin Xin roughly estimated the lighthouse’s height to be several hundred meters tall, with a clump of clean, silver-flamed light at its top.

Yuanxiashan Ren and Lu Qiaoqiao surfaced, and almost simultaneously reached out to claim the flame, splitting it evenly before keeping a safe distance as they slowly sank back down.

"Let’s go," Yuanxiashan Ren said.

The five continued to move forward.

In the black water, they encountered three more similar lighthouses, and the flames were taken by the two each time.

Every time Lin Xin thought about making a move to seize the flames, the faint aura of danger emanating from Yuanxiashan Ren and Lu Qiaoqiao quelled his impulse.

With his current level of sensitive attributes, anything that made him feel danger was definitely not trivial.

As they continued, a vast, sprawling palace soon emerged ahead.

The black palace stood like a mountain range in the darkness, stretching from left to right, extending beyond sight in the black water, and faintly emitting a dim red glow.

The entire palace was made of black rock, its surface covered with green aquatic plants and mysterious talismans.

"This is the Ancient Immortal Ruins you talked about?"

Finally, Lu Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but speak sarcastically.

Yuanxiashan Ren just snorted disdainfully, seemingly too lazy to respond.

"The Dwelling of the Black Water Palace by the Griever Chanter, it seems I really didn’t come here in vain!" Lu Qiaoqiao’s aura grew even colder.

"To pass the Chanter’s guard, we must cooperate. This is the most crucial step," Yuanxiashan Ren stated plainly, then turned to look at Zeng Zhuo, Murong Jun, and Lin Xin.

"You three, if you can help me get through here, I can ensure you are free to go. If not, heh," his eyes clearly revealed his murderous intent.

"The Griever Chanter... what exactly is that?" Murong Jun’s expression changed, and she asked softly. "If you don’t explain clearly, how can we help?"

"All you need to know is that what resides here is a brutal, dark, extremely powerful servant of an Evil God," Yuanxiashan Ren explained. "You just need to help me distract that servant of the Evil God."