1549 Black Mystical Dragonriders (1/2)
”Run! Hurry! Run!”
When Chen Xiaobei and the others who were with him entered the passage, people were running from the deep end of the passage towards the exit trying to escape.
These people all came from different forces, but they all one thing in common – they were all severely injured.
The wounds looked like they had been inflicted by swords, the cuts were deep and practically everyone's clothes were soaked in blood!
These people were the core disciples and core elders of top-tier ancient factions, and the lowest cultivation among them was Celestial Cultivation.
At those levels of cultivation, it was still considered to be very powerful on Earth.
What sort of creature could inflict such detrimental harm on them?
”Everyone, draw your weapons! Do not let your guard down!”
Chen Xiaobei took out his Dragon's Edge, and went on extremely high alert.
Behind him, Xiangyu took out his Zhenwu Battle Spear, Six-Eared Macaque took out a long metal staff made of Japanese resources, and Li Xiang took out a machete.
On the other side, Long Zishan called Liu Xuanxin to her side, of which he gave priority to protect.
The werewolves did not use any weapons. Wolf Emperor Dio however, had already ordered the Celestial Cultivation members in his pack to retreat, bringing only four Ethereal Cultivation Wolf Kings with him.
It was due to the fact that four Wolf Kings were so much stronger than four Blood Descendant princes.
With Dio bringing only four Wolf Kings, that meant that he respected Chen Xiaobei's judgement. The road ahead was going to be even more ardous. Weaklings who entered would surely die.
”So many dead people… So many…”
As they went further into the passage, the more corpses they encountered.
There was even a female disciple of Ancient Tomb faction.
”Fourth Shijie! That's… That's fouth Shijie!!!” Liu Xuanxin cried, a deep grief and sadness in her eyes.
Long Zishan frowned. ”One cannot go against fate! Before we entered the tomb, I allowed all of you to make your own decisions. Little Four's death is the consequence of her own choices!”
”I… I want to avenge my fouth Shijie!” Liu Xuanxin gnashed her teeth.
”You're still new to our faction. I cannot allow you to make your own decisions yet!” Long Zishan shook her head. ”You cannot avenge her, for you are not simply strong enough!”
”I…” Liu Xuanxin was speechless.
Every one of the dead lying on the ground were stronger than Liu Xuanxin. If she even attempted to take revenge, she would most definitely die. There was no doubt about it!
Zing!
Zing!
Zing!
They continued further inside, and heard the unmistakable noise of a raging battle.
”My god! What is that?”