Things Go Wrong

"Old Ancestor, big trouble!"

At Qingshan Gate, Lu Qingshan was in seclusion when Zhu Yun rushed over anxiously and said, "Something has happened at Jiang Yu's tomb. According to the people who rushed over, 99% of them are dead!"

"What?"

"Could it be that the master's prophecy has taken effect?"

Lu Qingshan's eyes suddenly widened. As he mumbled to himself, he immediately rushed towards Jiang Yu's tomb.

When he arrived at Jiang Yu's tomb, he took a deep breath.

The scene before him could only be described as miserable.

The rumored mass of masters had all disappeared, leaving only a few masters lying on the ground, either missing limbs, or with blackened faces, or depleted of their cultivation. Some were barely clinging to life...

The reason they were able to escape was because they had already reached the entrance when the accident happened.

But no one who had ventured deeper was seen coming out.

"What exactly happened here?"

Lu Qingshan stared wide-eyed and mumbled to himself. After all, those qualified to come here were at least at the Martial King level, and there was no shortage of Martial Emperors and Martial Ancestors among them.

Yet only so few remained?

"Boom!"

At that moment, several figures rushed out from the sky gate, they were people from the three major sects.

"Roar!"

But just as they were about to rush out, a black phantom chased after them, accompanied by dense black air. It opened its massive maw and bit out.

"Young lady, be careful!"

Seeing that Yun Xianque was the last one, Uncle Lin's face changed drastically. He exploded forth his Martial Ancestor level strength and slapped out with his palm.

However, facing this palm, the black phantom was completely fearless. Instead, it turned its massive maw and bit down on his palm.

"Ah!"

Uncle Lin let out a miserable shriek as half of his body was directly torn off.

"Uncle Lin!"

Tears welled up in Yun Xianque's eyes instantly. She desperately pulled Uncle Lin back with all her strength.

After landing, the faces of all three sects were deathly pale, gasping heavily for air with lingering fear.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingshan was even more shocked.

Not only was half of Uncle Lin's body torn off, the fifth Profound Aperture on his chest had a hole punched through it, and Elder Long was missing a leg.

It must be known that these three were all at the Martial Ancestor level!

Although Yun Xianque and the others were slightly better off, they were all heavily injured.

Clearly, the only reason they survived was the protection of those few Martial Ancestors.

"Phew!"

Taking a deep breath, Lu Qingshan's back was drenched in cold sweat, and he was filled with lingering fear.

"The ancestor's prophecy was indeed accurate."

"Fortunately, fortunately I had asked the ancestor beforehand, otherwise I would have perished as well!"

"The ancestor, he is truly the ancestor!"

Having said that, he hurriedly went to treat Uncle Lin's injuries. After all, his Qingshan Gate and the Wind and Cloud Valley were on relatively good terms. Given what happened, he could not just stand idly by.

It took a long time before Uncle Lin's injuries finally stabilized somewhat.

Seeing this, Lu Qingshan sighed and said, "Why make such effort? If you had listened to me earlier and not gotten involved in this muddy water, wouldn't that have been better?"

Hearing this, the two looked over.

"So you knew there was danger inside beforehand?" Yun Xianque asked with a hint of accusation in her tone.

Lu Qingshan nodded awkwardly and said, "That's right, I did know there was danger, that's why I was unwilling to participate. But I did warn you guys about it!"

Yun Xianque clicked her tongue.

She was rendered speechless.

Unable to even get half a word out.

Because it was true that Lu Qingshan had solemnly warned them beforehand, but she had dismissed Lu Qingshan's words at the time, thinking them laughable.

Now looking back...

The one who was laughable was not Lu Qingshan, but them.

Because if they had listened to Lu Qingshan's words at the time, perhaps they would not have suffered such heavy losses.

Especially Uncle Lin.

Although his life was saved, he was already half crippled.

"Sigh!"

"What's the point of talking about it now," Uncle Lin said with a pained expression on his face. Although he spoke as such, his face was also full of regret.

Yun Xianque's expression dimmed, but she suddenly recalled something. Looking up puzzledly, she asked, "But how did you know there was danger inside?"

"A senior expert told me about it!" Lu Qingshan said with a respectful look in his eyes.

"Who was it?"

Yun Xianque asked anxiously.

"I can't tell you."

Lu Qingshan smiled apologetically and left, clearly unwilling to say more about it.

Watching Lu Qingshan's departing back, Yun Xianque asked, "Do you believe it?"

"Eight or nine out of ten I'd say!"

Uncle Lin's pupils contracted as he replied.

"Then who could it be?"

Yun Xianque was full of puzzlement, but Lu Qingshan had already left.

After recuperating, and hearing the sounds still coming from within the stone gate, no one dared to make another attempt. They all left one after another.

The news here also spread completely, and even more cultivators swarmed towards Pingjiang City.

The three major sects were no exception.

Within Wind and Cloud Valley.

"Elders Fang and Yun, hurry to Pingjiang City. We must obtain those three supreme treasures for Wind and Cloud Valley!" A man instructed the two elders behind him.

In the depths of Heavenly Sword Sect.

Two rays of sword light shot out as two figures with thick auras rode their swords and departed.

Blowing Snow Mountain Villa.

"Since the mechanisms are gone, what remains is a contest of man. We absolutely must obtain those saint grade treasures for Blowing Snow Mountain Villa." A white-haired elder transmitted calmly.

In an instant, Pingjiang City became bustling with activity.

Because everyone knew clearly in their hearts.

Although they had encountered a huge accident, once the mechanisms within the tomb automatically depleted their energy, and the yin qi on the three saint grade treasures dissipated, obtaining those treasures would be effortless.

However.

Before the mechanisms were depleted, no one dared to make a move, nor were they worried about the treasures being taken away.

After all, under mechanisms of such intensity, it was simply impossible for anyone to have the ability to take them away.

"Damn thing, damn thing!"

In the martial hall, Yi Feng tied the Skeleton to the locust tree with ropes, whipping him one lash after another.

"Letting you f*cking freeload, I'll make you f*cking wander, and go to your f*cking Ligong Wei*. Today I'll whip you to death."

Yi Feng cursed as he vented his anger.

Only when he had whipped himself into a cold sweat did Yi Feng finally stop.

"Qing, Qing, come quick."

Hearing Yi Feng leave, the Skeleton transmitted weakly, "What's up, bro?"

"Quick, untie bro, I'll take you to make money." The Skeleton urged anxiously, "After all, it's money causing this disaster. If us brothers had money, how would we still suffer this beating?"

"Where to make money, bro?" Ao Qing asked softly.

"Don't worry, I know just the place!"

The Skeleton said breezily.

"Alright, but bro has to cover me if it's dangerous!" Ao Qing said as he helped untie the Skeleton.

After being untied, the Skeleton brought Ao Qing and vanished instantly.

Moments later, they had arrived outside Pingjiang City.

"Look, there are lots of gold coins inside."

The Skeleton said and took the lead walking into the stone gate.

"Bro, it looks really dangerous in there!" Ao Qing hurried to keep up, shivering at the occasional phantoms flitting by inside, and asked warily.

"No big deal, nothing will happen following bro!"

The Skeleton casually crushed a black phantom that had turned into a greedy wolf, and brought Ao Qing inside.