Everyone outside the prison was stunned.
They had all seen the intelligence on the Ghost Tomb Stone Coffin.
They knew very well that if the Devouring Heaven Club succeeded in resurrecting Su Yuanshan, the world might once again be plunged into a war among martial gods.
The last battle between Yin Hu and the Flood Dragon had directly destroyed the Holy Capital.
If another fight broke out, at the very least it would level a city in Daxia.
It could even be far worse.
……
Kunlun Mountains.
The Grandmaster immediately received the news.
When he heard the location of the Devouring Heaven Club’s hideout, he couldn’t help but be taken aback.
But he quickly regained his composure.
Looking at Chen Feng and Aiden, who were deep in thought before him, he said,
“Feng Tengyun calculated that the Ghost Tomb will not only appear on the surface but also underground.”
“And it’s very likely that the Devouring Heaven Club is hiding beneath the earth.”
His words made everyone present widen their eyes in disbelief.
They all stared at the rocky ground beneath their feet in shock.
Chen Feng’s first instinct was that it was absurd.
But the next moment, he calmed down.
He immediately condensed his qi and blood to form an ancient zither.
With a wave of his right hand,
a sound wave was sent into the mountain rock beneath them.
The sound wave spread rapidly.
Chen Feng immediately sensed that
hundreds of meters below the mountain’s surface, there were numerous caves.
Yes.
Many of them.
The moment the sound wave passed through, it rippled and shattered.
A complex network of caves, intertwined like an endless spiderweb, was densely spread out.
Aiden grabbed Chen Feng’s shoulder and asked,
“Well?”
Chen Feng nodded and said,
“There really are many caves down there.”
No one had expected this.
They had taken every precaution,
yet still failed to guard against it.
The enemy was right beneath their feet.
But not a single person had thought of this.
Because the main reason wasn’t just that they hadn’t considered it.
From the very beginning, their attention had been deliberately diverted.
Whether it was Chen Feng, Aiden, Feng Tengyun, or the others from the Martial Dao Guild,
they had almost all focused their energy on rooting out traitors within the guild.
Their entire attention was on preventing internal spies from the Devouring Heaven Club.
Almost everyone believed
that the greatest threat was the traitors hidden within the Martial Dao Guild.
No one imagined
that the Devouring Heaven Club was secretly tunneling under the Kunlun Mountains.
Aiden was furious.
He felt that all his years of effort had been in vain.
Just like back then, when he tried to protect his continent,
the harder he worked, the more the population dwindled.
Golden battle qi suddenly burst from his body.
Everyone around instinctively took a step back.
Aiden roared,
“Shit!”
He stomped his foot down violently.
The entire mountain forest beneath them trembled violently.
Cracks appeared all over the rocky mountain walls.
The caves underground collapsed with a resounding crash.
At that moment,
the sky suddenly blazed with a brilliant red light.
Everyone looked up in surprise.
“What’s going on?”
“Why is the moon suddenly so bright?”
“Mr. Chen Feng, what’s happening?”
……
Chen Feng shook his head.
The ancient clan’s records about the Ghost Tomb’s coffin opening only mentioned a Crimson Moon.
There was no mention of the moon growing brighter.
While everyone was confused,
a member of the Martial Dao Guild suddenly shouted,
“Something’s wrong!”
“Our informant inside the Devouring Heaven Club just reported!”
“The leader of the Devouring Heaven Club just issued a new order!”
“All members in the Kunlun Mountains must open the coffins at any cost!”
“Peripheral forces, attack the Kunlun Mountains without hesitation!”
“Open every single Ghost Tomb stone coffin within reach!”
The moment this message broke out,
no one had time to fully process it.
Suddenly, chaotic reports flooded in through the walkie-talkies.
“Large-scale invasion detected at the Kunlun Mountain border!”
“This is Southeast Zone Z, Squad 176. We have two traitors in our ranks. The Ghost Tomb coffins were opened at the cost of their lives.”
“Northeast Zone F, Squad 94 has rebelled. Requesting immediate backup…”
“We are the northern Kunlun border guards—someone has set fire to the mountains!”
…
All kinds of frantic, confusing messages came pouring in simultaneously.
The walkie-talkie never fell silent for a single second.
One bad piece of news after another kept arriving.
At this moment, no one needed to be told.
Everyone more or less understood why the Blood Moon was growing brighter by the minute.
It was because more and more Ghost Tomb coffins were being pried open.
Chen Feng yanked the earpiece off his walkie-talkie and threw it to the ground.
His ears and mind suddenly felt much clearer.
He shouted at the Martial Arts Guild President,
“What are you waiting for?”
“Immediately dispatch reinforcements to the Kunlun Mountains!”
“All remaining Martial Saints, rush to support your own regions at once!”
“Simultaneously, search every possible entrance to the underground caves!”
“Aiden! You stay here and guard this Ghost Tomb coffin belonging to Su Yuanshan!”
…
Chen Feng’s roar snapped the dazed, stunned crowd back to reality.
Most of them had never faced a crisis of this scale in their lives.
There was a clear gap between them and Chen Feng, who had danced with death more times than he could count.
But they were all experts nonetheless.
They understood the gravity of the situation.
Without hesitation, they sprinted toward their assigned zones.
Chen Feng transformed into a streak of lightning, charging toward his own region.
At the same time, he couldn’t help but sigh.
Because deep down, he knew.
No matter what they did now, it was already too late.
But doing nothing was not an option either.
They could still suppress and control the traitors above ground.
But the underground caves and tunnels—
Even if they found the entrances now and rushed over, it would be too late.
Closing the barn door after the horse has bolted.
This entire mountain lockdown operation—
They had lost from the very start.
From the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month that first year,
their defeat was sealed.
Because it was obvious—
With so many underground caves,
this couldn’t have been a sudden development.
It meant Su Yan had been preparing for this long ago.
While they were still busy chasing after traitors inside their ranks.
…
“Damn it!”
Aiden clenched his fists tightly.
His once kind face was now twisted with bulging veins.
In a fit of rage, he smashed his fist against the nearby Ghost Tomb coffin.
Just as his hand was about to make contact,
he suddenly shuddered, a cold chill running down his spine.
He nervously glanced around, shaking his head side to side.
Seeing no one had noticed, he finally relaxed a little.
At this moment,
the Blood Moon in the sky shone even brighter.
Bathing the entire Kunlun Mountain range in a crimson glow.
Everywhere he looked was soaked in red.
Yet the moon kept growing brighter.
Its brightness now rivaled daylight.
But the blood-red light sent a chill deep into the heart.
Aiden knew—
In seven days,
his good times would come to an end.
He thought of the once prosperous Southern Continent.
And those beautiful cities.
He couldn't help but feel a wave of sorrow deep in his heart.
In this world,
no one understands the terror of the Onizuka Stone Coffin better than he does.
Anyone who manages to seize the Onizuka Stone Coffin
is the soul of one of the Underworld’s most elite war gods.
The boundless, endless Underworld—
all the souls and war gods from ancient times to the present exist within it.
In the utter void of the Underworld,
the Onizuka Stone Coffin is the only tangible object.
Sixty-four coffins in total, each becoming a symbol of status and identity.
None who have claimed a stone coffin are ordinary war gods.
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