"Third day, did we go the wrong way? Should we change our route?"
Bo Simao asked. The tombs under his feet were endless, and the fog blocked his vision. He couldn't tell north from south. He was worried that the team would go in circles.
"The route should be right. Let's continue forward."
Qin Hao pointed behind Bo Simao. There was a medicine bottle that he dropped. He made marks along the way, but there were no marks in front. This proved that the team was continuing to go in the right direction.
"Thank you."
Bo Simao nodded. Qin Hao was not only steady, but he was also very meticulous.
After a few more days, everyone finally arrived at the central area. In this area, the aura of death was extremely strong, far stronger than before. The oppressive feeling in the fog was even stronger. It involuntarily made people feel awe, as if this place was inviolable.
Everyone felt the same. The tomb must be nearby. This was the intuition of a martial artist.
Strangely enough, the closer they got to the central area, the calmer it became. The undead spirits that pestered them along the way completely disappeared. The team almost didn't encounter any more obstacles. Everyone felt strange, but they couldn't find the reason. They could only strengthen their vigilance.
In this regard, Qin Hao wasn't worried. He knew that Emperor Yuan, who was buried here, didn't have a high cultivation level when he was alive. Judging from various signs, he was good at controlling corpses. He was a bit like a puppet master.
Therefore, he didn't have enough ability to control a large number of Renhuangs. After all, Renhuangs had undergone the second transformation and had begun to feel the existence of 'Dao'. Their divine souls were very powerful, and it wasn't easy to control Renhuangs.
What's more, how much of Emperor Yuan's power could he retain?
This could explain why Renhuangs from the outside world couldn't enter the cemetery. Only those with low cultivation levels could. Because there were no Emperor-level undead spirits guarding the central area.
It seemed that the dead Emperor Yuan was planning something.
But in any case, Qin Hao wasn't afraid of him.
As they continued forward, the oppressive feeling became stronger and stronger. There was a faint roar in the space, giving people a sense of awe.
Soon, everyone saw the goal of this trip.
The tomb!
In front of them, an imperial tomb towered like a mountain. It was incomparably huge. In the cemetery full of small mounds, it looked particularly tall and straight.
The moment the disciples saw this, their hearts were filled with endless chilliness. This Emperor's Tomb's appearance was sinister and terrifying. It was forcefully opened up by someone, and an enormous hole appeared. A horrifying and strange sound rang out from the hole, making everyone's blood run cold.
"Looks like someone got here before us."
Bo Simao was a little excited. How could the mausoleum of Emperor Yuan not be exciting? He wondered if the person who broke through the mausoleum was from the Taisui Mountain or the Striking Void Sect, or if both sects had already entered.
"I'm a little scared."
"The Achilles' heel of a Martial Emperor must be terrifying."
"Could there be an even more powerful Undead Guardian?"
The legs of the disciples of Daoism began to tremble. The huge hole in front of them was like a devouring mouth. Once they walked in, no one could guarantee that they would come out alive.
Although Emperor Yuan was dead, his might was still there.
"Even if it's a dragon's lair or a tiger's den, I still have to go."
Bo Simao gritted his teeth and led the way towards the hole.
If Qin Hao's analysis was correct, as long as Shi Qing was still alive, she would definitely enter deep into the Emperor's Tomb. Perhaps she had already made a move against the two sects. Now was the time when she needed help.
After entering the Emperor Tomb, it was dark and damp. Cold winds swept through the stone cracks, releasing a few sharp sounds.
Because someone had passed through before, there was nothing to worry about. Everyone sped up and soon arrived at the interior. As a grotto-heaven world appeared in front of them, their vision suddenly opened up. Many figures came into view.
Bo Simao was surprised to find that Shi Qing was indeed here. Of course, it wasn't just her. Shi Zhenhua and the people of the two sects were also here.
At this moment, the three parties were in a confrontation.
Shi Qing and Shi Zhenhua's auras were unstable. It was obvious that they had fought with someone, but they weren't injured.
In front of them, there were four men and women standing. Their bodies were filled with vitality. The Striking Void Sect and Taisui Mountain each had two elders. There were also a few disciples of the two sects who were left behind. They were all injured and weak disciples.
Qin Hao's spiritual power radiated out. With a thought, it enveloped the entire tomb, probing the situation in every corner. He found that inside the tomb, figures could be seen scurrying around like a group of rats.
Elder Song of the Taisui Mountain, Elder Wu of the Striking Void Sect, Lu Guang, and Dui Tianchang were frantically searching for treasures. They had already found a lot of good stuff.
Of course, there were still many people searching for treasures, but there wasn't anyone from the Dao sects.
It was obvious that Shi Qing and Shi Zhenhua were blocked here. The Striking Void Sect and Taisui Mountain had left some people behind to prevent them from entering. The two sects wanted to divide the treasures of the Emperor's Tomb.
However, as Qin Hao and the rest arrived, this suppression was instantly broken.
The four elders of the Taisui Mountain and Striking Void Sect looked at the Dao sects' team in shock. They had actually preserved so many people. It was almost the same number as before they entered the tomb.
This made the elders of the two sects feel incredulous. They had already experienced how dangerous the tomb was. Even though they had rushed here, they had paid a great price. Almost forty percent of their disciples had died.
But the Dao sects' battle strength was intact.
"Simao, third year."
Shi Qing walked over quickly. Her eyes were wet as she looked at the neat formation of disciples — Suan Xiu, Shi Dong, and Bo Minghua. Not a single one was missing. She was the most surprised person.
"You guys are actually fine?"
Shi Zhenhua was also surprised.
"You were hoping something would happen to us?"
Bo Simao said coldly.
"Don't misunderstand. I'm happy."
After the shock, Shi Zhenhua immediately felt guilty. He also pretended to be excited and walked forward. He looked at the disciples with a gratified expression. He patted their shoulders and touched their heads. He almost shed tears and said, "I knew that you guys would be safe. After all, you are the elites of our Dao sects. With Elder Bo leading you guys, you can defeat the Dao sects' disciples without any difficulty."
"Take your hand away."
A disciple pushed away Shi Zhenhua's hand in disdain. This hypocrite was disgusting.
"Nonsense."
Shi Zhenhua put his hands behind his back as if he was angry. But he wasn't really angry. He casually glanced at Qin Hao and then directly ignored him. He said to Bo Simao, "Simao, you didn't disappoint me. You brought the disciples back safely. To be honest, I was very worried about you guys. The second I left, my heart ached. I felt guilty, self-reproach, extremely worried, and really sad.
But you have to understand me. After all, it was too dangerous … "Shi Zhenhua said a long speech. There wasn't the slightest hint of regret in his words. It was as stiff as a recitation. But the more he spoke, the more moved he was. In the end, he couldn't help but cry.
Of course, he was only moved by himself. No one in the Dao sects was moved. Instead, the more they listened, the more disgusted they felt.
"Siqing, I still have some Energy Nurturing Pills left. Take them first."
Qin Hao handed the pills to Shi Qing. Shi Qing's condition wasn't too good. She urgently needed to recover.
Suddenly, the elders of the Taisui Mountain and the Void Striking Sect saw the pills in Qin Hao's hand. Greed flashed in their eyes. Their condition wasn't much better than Shi Qing's. After days of fierce battles and endless attacks from the dead spirits, their bodies and spirits were exhausted.
But unfortunately, they had already used up their pills.
"Thank you, Chu San."
Shi Qing was very grateful. Naturally, she wouldn't refuse. Qin Hao was the alchemist of the Dao sects. Moreover, she could see that Qin Hao had been watching over the disciples all the way here safely.
"You have pills?"
Shi Zhenhua's eyes lit up. He was about to ask Qin Hao for some pills.
"Unfortunately, there's none left."
Qin Hao directly took out an empty bottle and poured the pills out. Not a single pill was left.
Shi Zhenhua's facial features suddenly twisted. He frowned. What was the meaning of this?
As the alchemist of the Dao sects, Li Chuji must carry a lot of pills with him. Shi Qing was the daughter of the sect leader. Her status was noble. She had pills to eat. How could Shi Zhenhua not have any?
"You did it on purpose?"
Shi Zhenhua's face was cold.
Qin Hao glanced at Shi Zhenhua indifferently. He casually threw the pill bottle on the ground. He was too lazy to explain.
"Li!
Chu!
San! "
Shi Zhenhua suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Hao's collar. What did he mean by throwing the pill bottle on the ground?
Was he humiliating him?