I think this Zhao Tianyang has a rebellious bone in his head.

The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng stopped in his tracks. For the first time, his unhurried and calm demeanor showed a slight change.

He looked at the pitch-black abyss ahead, then glanced at the animal skin map in Zhao Tianyang's hands.

"Are you sure?"

His voice was very light, yet it made Zhao Tianyang's heart suddenly contract.

Forcibly suppressing his trepidation, he nodded vigorously.

"I am sure!"

"Pavilion Master, this map is an heirloom passed down from my Zhao family's ancestors. It absolutely cannot be wrong!"

His tone was resolute and decisive.

The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng said no more. He simply resumed his steps, walking toward the edge of the abyss.

Where exactly was this unease in his heart coming from?

The closer they got to the abyss, the denser the grey mist wafting up from below became.

The decaying aura of death in the air was almost tangible, acting like an invisible wall that blocked all living creatures from approaching.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

The protective spiritual light surrounding Zhao Wuji emitted bursts of ear-piercing sounds, its glow dimming at a visible rate.

His face grew increasingly pale.

Zhao Tianyang, who was walking at the very front, was in an even worse state. It was as if his entire body was being crushed by an invisible mountain; with every step he took, the ground beneath his feet cracked with fine fissures.

The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng furrowed his brows even tighter.

He flicked his sleeve once again.

An invisible fluctuation spread out, enveloping Zhao Wuji and Zhao Tianyang within.

The two instantly felt the pressure on their bodies lighten and let out a long breath of stale air.

But this time, a trace of solemnity also appeared on the face of the Pavilion Master of Tingfeng.

He felt the strain.

The baleful aura in this damn place was even more overbearing than he had imagined.

With his cultivation as a True Immortal, he actually felt a hint of difficulty trying to protect these two Soul Formation cultivators for an extended period.

No wonder... no wonder he felt uneasy.

Zhao Tianyang kept his head down.

Of course, he knew this map was a fake.

Over the years, he had abused his position to line his own pockets, secretly sending countless mining slaves with special abilities to their deaths just to test this path for him.

That place was not the site where Immortal Venerable Haoyue had fallen at all.

Rather, it was the burial ground of the natal divine weapon she had carried with her.

Although the Immortal Venerable was dead, the divine weapon remained.

Even without its master to activate it, and despite the weapon having long lost its former sharpness due to the corrosion of time...

It was still the weapon of an Immortal Venerable, after all.

How could ordinary people withstand the lingering baleful aura and killing intent upon it?

Once they entered rashly...

At this thought, a flash of ruthlessness crossed the depths of Zhao Tianyang's eyes.

This was exactly the effect he wanted!

Only in this way would he have the chance to take Su Hao, the key, and disappear from everyone's sight, heading to the true inheritance grounds that only he knew about!

The group of four finally arrived at the bottom of the cliff.

Zhao Wuji looked at the pitch-black abyss, then glanced at the cliff wall.

An imperceptible flash of vigilance crossed his deep eyes.

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Tianyang.

"You, go over and take a look."

Zhao Wuji was not at ease.

He did not trust this old dog, Zhao Tianyang.

What if some terrifying, lethal restriction was hidden behind that so-called entrance...

In any case, Zhao Tianyang no longer had any value.

If he died, so be it.

Zhao Tianyang's body suddenly stiffened.

The expression on his face instantly froze.

This... this was different from his plan!

Wasn't it supposed to be that, because of his distrust, Zhao Wuji would decide to take Su Hao to check out the cliff himself?

This is bad...

Zhao Wuji had kept too close an eye on things along the way.

He couldn't find any opportunity to communicate with Su Ji alone, let alone create a chance to run away with him.

Now, surrounded by baleful aura, they had the right time and place.

Su Ji's resistance to the baleful aura was almost equivalent to that of a True Immortal.

Coupled with the fact that he held the real map, catching them off guard by design, he could definitely buy a moment of freedom.

If he didn't rebel now, when would he?!

Zhao Tianyang's heart screamed madly.

He took a deep breath, a flash of determination passing through his cloudy eyes.

He prepared to give Su Ji a signal.

A signal to strike!

To have him suddenly lash out and create chaos!

However, at the exact moment he was about to act.

A plain voice rang out in everyone's ears without any warning.

"That won't do."

It was Su Ji.

The expression on Zhao Tianyang's face froze.

What is this kid... trying to do?!

Zhao Wuji's brows also instantly twisted into a knot.

He looked at Su Ji, his deep eyes filled with undisguised coldness.

"What did you say?"

"I said, that won't do."

Su Ji repeated. He lifted his eyelids; those eyes that should have been dim were now frighteningly clear.

He reached out a finger and pointed at himself.

"You're taking me, just the two of us, to scout the way?"

Su Ji sighed.

"I originally didn't want to say anything."

"But you insist on taking me to my death."

"For the sake of my own little life..."

Zhao Tianyang sneered inwardly.

This kid Su Hao was quite good at acting.

Was he trying to win Zhao Wuji's trust?

After all, Su Hao knew that place was a dead end, so he definitely had to find an excuse to refuse scouting it.

Selling out some unimportant information was also a pretty good move...

He should listen to how this kid planned to play it out.

He did not disappoint Zhao Tianyang's expectations.

The moment Su Ji opened his mouth, it was a fatal blow.

"Zhao Tianyang didn't tell you this is a dead end, right?"

"But he told me."

"I definitely won't go to my death knowing full well it's a dead end."

"I still want to live."

"He didn't even mention such important information?"

"No wonder he's been frantically collecting detailed information on the mining slaves in private these past few days."

"He even had a kid named Qin Feng watch over me, allowing only him to get close."

"From what I see, this Zhao Tianyang has a rebellious bone in the back of his head."

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