C174 (2/2)

”Don't fight! Don't fight! There is a god in this building, and that is our ancestor. ”Stop fighting!”

The white-haired village chief was screaming in pain in the distance. He wanted to rush over to stop them, but he was stopped by the villagers.

However, at this time, everyone's eyes were already red. They all wanted to obtain the Leader Board's qualifications to participate, so how could they listen to a normal person's advice.

Only Lin Yue made progress while drawing his sword, hearing the heart-wrenching cries of the old man, he suddenly stopped, thought for a bit, then placed the Ink Sword down.

This village had existed for who knows how many years. Perhaps it had existed since ancient times, and the ancestors it worshipped might not even be the ancestors of humans.

But this was not the key point for Lin Yue to stop, because out of the ten cultivators, not only was his cultivation the weakest, he was also one of the last. If he were to rush in now, he might be killed by the other cultivators and die without a corpse.

In any case, they had the ancient scrolls, and those things were not edible like the other treasures. He could just wait for them to come out and kill him!

It was definitely wiser to snatch it from the other party's hands than to charge in and kill them all! The chances of success were actually the highest!

Lin Yue revealed a troubled expression, he was eager to give it a try, but when the other Rankers turned to look at him, he immediately retreated, as though he was afraid of them.

The remaining nine people fought ferociously. The light circulating on each person's body was boundless and could easily cause this drum to collapse. However, the ancient scroll was still inside, so everyone intentionally restrained their auras and didn't touch the drum.

After an intense fight, that Martial Ancestor Expert was the first one to break out of the encirclement, rushing in through the interception of the other eight people. Then, with a bang, she flipped the door shut, creating a series of crackling sounds.

While the eight people were fighting, someone directly smashed the wooden door to track their passage. However, amidst the debris, a beam of silver light shot out. The person was caught off guard and was hit by the silver light.

Lin Yue could see it clearly from the side. That silver light was actually the tens of poisonous needles hidden behind the door. After the Martial Ancestor Stage expert entered, not only did he use the table and chairs to stop him, he even set up a sharp mechanism!

While the remaining seven people were still in shock, there were no more silver light shooting out from behind the door, and the Martial Ancestor Expert had already climbed up to the second floor. They no longer cared about fighting as they followed closely behind the Martial Ancestor Expert.

The second floor's corridor was narrow, and in the blink of an eye, they were squeezed together again, competing with each other. This time, in the buildings, there were already Genuine Qi s charging in.

”Boom!”

A plank of wood fell from the roof, and behind the plank shot out a beam of golden light. A cultivator who was passing under the golden light suddenly shuddered, as if he was struck by lightning, and his rapidly moving body came to a halt, knocking against a wooden frame. He then fell backwards onto the ground, blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, his body pulled out, his eyes bulging out, and his life gradually disappearing.

With this, the remaining six people immediately slowed down and didn't dare to stand on the roof of the building anymore.

This small building was actually so strange!

When they disappeared from the staircase, Lin Yue closed his eyes and extended his spiritual consciousness out to search the pavilion, locking onto the body of the Martial Ancestor Expert.

That person rummaged through all the boxes on the first and second floors, searching for ancient scrolls, before climbing up to the third floor.

On top of the small building, in the center, there was an old wooden table. Behind the wooden table, there were two statues of a man and a woman.

In the statue's hand, there was a wooden box. Inside the box, there was a thick volume of ancient books.

”Found it!”

The Martial Ancestor Expert was overjoyed. She immediately rushed over and kicked the wooden table into pieces. She extended her hand and grabbed the wooden box.

However, the next moment, something strange happened. The clay sculpture, which was originally solemn and still, suddenly shot out a misty golden light.

This golden light was extremely dazzling, and even Lin Yue's Spiritual Sense had a moment of absent-mindedness. They could vaguely see that from within the golden light, a sword had automatically flown out from behind the man made of mud.

In the next moment, the golden light disappeared and Lin Yue's consciousness became clear again.

However, when he looked over, the head of the Martial Ancestor Expert had already disappeared! Only a headless corpse was left standing on the rooftop!