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Chapter 208 - 208 149 Rune Progress Surges (5600)_2

Chapter 208: 149 Rune Progress Surges (5600)_2 Chapter 208: 149 Rune Progress Surges (5600)_2 If his Master could restore his peak with the power of Secret Soul…

Perhaps the terrifying and domineering Evil Lion of the past would return.

No, he would be even stronger!

With over twenty years of self-cultivation, his boxing realm has ascended several levels. If the Evil Lion were to return, he would only be more powerful, more domineering.

With a deep breath, Duomeng felt tremendous terror.

He believed Casio was not lying to him. Judging from the various reactions, Casio seemed pretty sincere when he spoke. And his tone subtly hinted at a willingness to cooperate.

Regardless, both parties would need to verify and establish mutual trust in the future.

On the other side, Casio was standing silently.

He was waiting for Duomeng to digest the information he had just disclosed, while examining the Shield Mark on the back of his hand. Casio had long noticed that when revealing information about the Black Rain Villa to Duomeng, the Shield Mark on the back of his hand was constantly blinking.

A faint sense of impending danger came over him.

But just as the feeling emerged, it was cut off, as if something was blocking the connection between the Black Rain Villa and the mark. Casio speculated multiple possibilities.

He thought that the most likely scenario was that the Akaba Ruins themselves could block the connection. This also explains why Black Rain Villa had failed to find the Akaba Ruins over the long years.

Of course, other factors might be at work.

The shadow in the fog and wisdom runes, etc…

Next, Casio and Duomeng began discussing their potential cooperation as they moved deeper into the passage. Although neither of them was sure about the cooperation yet, it did not prevent them from settling on the terms and some detailed issues in advance.

An hour had passed.

In the narrow tunnel, two silhouettes flashed in at extreme speed, flicking their cloaks as they vanished into the end. The next moment, a pack of Dual-headed Bone Dogs, with transparent manes covering their bodies, rushed in. The moment their forelimbs touched the ground, they moved several meters forward in a flash.

Half an hour later, in a cavern where water was trickling.

Casio swung a punch behind him. His Iron Fist fiercely struck a stone statue in the chest, unleashing a surge of power. Using the reaction force, he stepped back, did a quick turn, and swiftly disappeared into a side passage.

There, Duomeng’s towering figure was waiting for him.

Seeing Casio, he too turned and sprinted. They both ran a distance before stopping. Duomeng handed over the Blood Clan man he had been holding, Casio caught him with his left hand, and his thoughts shifted back to his right hand.

“How much further is the exit?” he asked, looking down.

“Very close, at most half an hour or so…”

The Blood Clan youth dared not to look into Casio’s eyes as he nodded obediently.

“Good, let’s go.”

Casio and Duomeng exchanged glances and started walking.

After ten minutes, at a turn in the tunnel, Casio and Duomeng stopped in their tracks, surveying the entire space before them.

The layout seemed familiar to Casio; it resembled the place where he encountered the sacred beetle. This was a huge gray cavern, a cylindrical cavity. The walls were studded with small triangular holes that were too small for humans to pass through.

Below was a pond, which seemed to be neatly filled with black, rectangular objects.

On the right, individual stairs were suspended on the cave wall, looking rather dangerous. If one were to slip, they would fall from the high altitude, turning into a pile of flesh mud.

Duomeng glanced at Casio; Casio nodded in agreement.

Immediately, the two of them began hopping down the protruding gray platform on the wall. Their movements were neither fast nor slow, very steady.

One minute later, Casio and Duomeng reached the ground.

“Huh?”

They both looked down and detected a few arm-thick grooves on the ground, containing a flowing reddish-brown liquid.

It was extremely viscous. It looked like blood but had no smell.

Duomeng squatted down, touched a bit and examined it.

“It’s blood, seems to have been specially treated…”

Casio frowned, he followed the groove all the way to the left. The groove was connected to the wall, clearly indicating a tunnel within. As his gaze shifted to the right, numerous grooves converged towards the center of the ground forming a cobweb-like layout, ending at a square pool.

Upon getting closer, they were shocked to discover the black rectangular objects submerged in the pool were neatly stacked coffins.

The entire coffins were soaked in blood and seeping bubbles.

It was as if something inside was drinking water.

“O great undying ones… disciples who imbibe the source blood…”

“I seek your response…”

“Blood is honey, blood is a curse, blood is poison…”

The Blood Clan youth, who was held by Casio’s right arm, was muttering softly. His right finger was bitten, and blood kept dripping.

“What are you doing?!”

Casio reacted instantly, knocking him unconscious with a karate chop. But an anomaly was still occurring in the pool nearby.

The blood in the pool was rippling as if boiling, the bubbling noise from the coffins’ cracks was becoming louder. It seemed like a large amount of terrifying aura was awakening. Pure malice and will!

Casio and Duomeng’s bodies jolted. They felt as if some evil entity was staring at them. In their daze, a huge black bat’s phantasm seemed to be looming over them. Its hideously half-man half-bat face opened its mouth wide, revealing its tusks.

A large mouth came swallowing from top to bottom, engulfing everything within its reach.

Casio’s body jerked violently, his muscles bulged fiercely in an instant, while cracking noises were heard from his joints. An immense body temperature spread throughout his body, and his veins were pulsating like steel wires.