Chapter 652: Trap (1/2)

Guided by the little fox’s illusions, the fur seal slowly set foot on the altar.

Hum.

The pentacolor light radiating from the altar trembled slightly, shattering the powerful seal into a bloody mist, giving it no time to even register its death.

Rumble.

A door opened up above the altar, opening wide to reveal a pitch black void. Ancient, desolate energy surged from the portal, forming an enormous storm expanding in all directions.

“Who’s there?!” Suddenly on the alert, Lu Yun’s eyes shone with sharp light. The Spectral Eye picked out a faint figure flickering into existence on one side of the altar, charging straight into the storm and darting into the giant doorway.

The abrupt turn of events caught him off guard. He hadn’t expected someone else would be lurking around the altar, waiting to claim the fruits of others!

Thankfully, the doorway didn’t close after that single figure entered. The Exalted celestial emperor had mentioned that up to five hundred people could enter at the same time. Since only one had entered thus far, there were plenty of slots left for them.

“Get inside!” exclaimed Lu Yun.

Rumble!

The doorway suddenly swung shut, and a tremor passed through the altar as the pentacolor lights winked out. The man was a lone wolf who hadn’t brought anyone to sacrifice and had pulled up the bridge behind him!

Lu Yun’s expression sank ominously; the interloper had shut down the portal from the inside.

“Dammit, we’ve been duped!” Lin Yu’s eyes blazed. As a genius of the Lin Clan, he’d always been the aggressor if there was any bullying to be found. This was the first time ever that the tables had turned on him!

“I know who he is!” said Qing Yu. “He’s from the Yin Clan of Exalted Major. Their natural combat art enables them to conceal themselves in the void. At its maximum, the combat art can even hide them from dao immortals.”

The Yin Clan wasn’t a large tribe in Exalted Major. Although they were masters of stealth, they were weak in all other aspects. Otherwise, that Yin immortal wouldn’t have searched for an opening to exploit, rather than hunting down other immortals to use as sacrifice.

Their weaknesses were clear, but so were their strengths, making it easy for Qing Yu to investigate beforehand and identify the full list of their combat arts and techniques. That Yin immortal was likely Yin Qingran, the oldest son of the Yin patriarch. He was a genius who’d already ascended to immortality from the void realm.

“The Yin Clan, hmm… I’ll remember this.” Lu Yun’s lips curled into a cold smile.

Yin Qingran’s action signified his clan’s hostility toward Lu Yun. If he’d come with friendly intentions, he would’ve shown himself and asked to enter the divine tomb with the rest of the group. With Lu Yun’s personality, he wouldn’t have declined.

The man’s goal was clear and singular: to prevent Lu Yun from entering the divine tomb. Even now, only a select few present at the beginning knew why the Exalted celestial emperor had opened up the divine tomb. The treasures within were what everyone else thought the main focus was.

The world of immortals was in chaotic disarray. Clans and factions focused only on fighting among themselves, scrabbling over resources, treasures, and face. Exalted Major was unstable as well—case in point, some factions had already openly rebelled.