Chapter 1440: Ambush in the Darkness! (2/2)

”Ah!”

As Wang Chong's mind was rapidly turning, trying to think of a way to deal with the Black Yin Ancestor, there was a shout of alarm.

”Zhang Wenfu, you bastard!”

The Black Yin Ancestor's panicked and furious voice faded into the distance.

It sounded like he had suffered some sort of loss.

”Chong-er, how is it? Are you injured?”

In a rush of air, a figure appeared at Wang Chong's side, looking solemn. His master, the Demonic Emperor Old Man, had at some point turned around to check on him.

”I'm fine!”

Wang Chong felt a surge of warmth as he shook his head.

”But it seems like the Five Ancestor Alliance has already begun to target others.”

When gathering the pieces of the treasure map, everyone had worked together, with even the Black Yin Ancestor playing a significant role. But now, their relationship as temporary allies had clearly come to an end.

The Black Yin Ancestor's attack clearly indicated that their relationship had entered a new phase.

In this phase, everyone would use all the tricks available to kill their opponents and reduce their competitors.

”The situation down here is very complicated. Our vision is restricted, as is our strength. Do your best to not get very far from me. In this way, no matter what sort of scheme there is, your master can deal with it at any time,” the Demonic Emperor Old Man sternly said. Ever since they had entered this pit, the Demonic Emperor Old Man had become abnormally grave.

Wang Chong nodded and closely followed the Demonic Emperor Old Man as they continued down.

Six hours had already passed since the start of this expedition. As Wang Chong and the Demonic Emperor Old Man ventured deeper, on the surface, more than seven thousand martial artists had ventured into the enormous pit.

And by now, those martial artists who had given up were beginning to emerge.

This was the first time in the history of the martial arts world that so many people had taken part in a single activity, with even titans like the Black Yin Ancestor participating.

”Young Master, this place is too dangerous. Are we really going down?”

In a place extremely far from the pit, a tall and imposing guard looked to Young Master Qingyang.

Around four hours ago, some martial artists had climbed out of the pit with some information. One could constantly hear phrases like 'air too thin', 'walls too smooth', 'bottomless', and 'pull too great' from their conversations. All of this information indicated that this bottomless pit was far too dangerous and was not the right place for them.

Although Young Master Qingyang was an erudite scholar of martial arts, he himself did not possess a very high cultivation level. In the eyes of most of these martial artists, he was little different from an ordinary human.

If even these martial artists could not endure, there was little doubt about how Young Master Qingyang would fare.

”Sword Dragon, you know what my personality is like. The Origin Immortal Art is the world's number one art, and the treasury's opening is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we don't go in and see what's inside, I will be left with a lifelong regret.”

Young Master Qingyang, in his azure robe, stared with shining eyes at the pit.

Young Master Qingyang's movements were eccentric, and he rarely interacted with the martial arts world. No faction had ever been able to recruit him to their side.

But even though Young Master Qingyang had little desire for status or authority, he had an interest that everyone in the world knew about.

Young Master Qingyang liked to tour and adventure. Wherever the strange or dangerous could be found, there he would be. Young Master Qingyang spent more than half his time engaged in this pursuit.

Now that the Origin Immortal Lord's treasury had been opened, the treasury of one who had truly been the strongest, Young Master Qingyang had to go in and take a look, even if he died inside.

As Young Master Qingyang's constant guardian, the man known as 'Sword Dragon' could only sigh.

He had already known what the answer would be, but he had still hoped to persuade Young Master Qingyang otherwise.

”Sword Dragon understands. No matter where Young Master goes, your subordinate swears to follow,” Sword Dragon sternly said, his eyes determined. No matter how dangerous it was, as long as he was there, he would ensure that not even a hair of the young master was harmed.

Sword Dragon quickly put Young Master Qingyang on his back and then took some rope to tie himself and Young Master Qingyang together. This was to avoid any unexpected mishaps.

There were no longer many martial artists around the pit. With Young Master Qingyang on his back, Sword Dragon fearlessly strode toward the pit. But before they could descend, a black stream of energy rushed ahead of them and plunged into the depths.

At that moment, the two of them clearly sensed an immense aura on this black figure that was on par with the likes of the Black Yin Ancestor and Song Yuanyi.

”That is…?”

Sword Dragon shivered as deep apprehension appeared in his eyes.

”Eastern Turkic King, Bagushidu!”

Young Master Qingyang's eyes flashed as he spoke.

He was a natural scholar, and though he did not have a deep relationship with the factions of the martial arts world, he knew all the martial artists, even the experts of the surrounding foreign countries, like the back of his hand.