Xiao Ye only felt an immense crisis descending upon him, as countless ghosts lunged towards him. He couldn’t help but throw his head back and roar, pushing his strength to the peak. Four King Realms emerged in unison, suppressing everything, as he sought to break through the ghostly encirclement.
That dazzling light temporarily illuminated the surroundings.
One could see figures with long black hair all over their bodies, holding weapons, surrounding Xiao Ye completely, both from the sky and the ground. Each of their expressions was extremely dull, as if only knowing to carry out some kind of command, meanwhile producing sharp and piercing screams from their mouths, similar to the terrible cries of wailing children.
These Martial Artists seemed like Yin Soldiers bursting out from Hell, coming in vast numbers to kill Xiao Ye, or to drag him into Hell to become one of them.
Taking advantage of this temporary brightness, Xiao Ye glanced at these Martial Artists, and his pupils suddenly shrank as his gaze froze on one of them.
It was a very young man, tall and upright, with handsome features, wearing the robe of Taiyi Palace’s Earth Hall.
Xiao Ye had some impression of this youth; he was one of the dozen or so Disciples from Earth Hall who had come out with Wu Pojun, and now, he had joined these Martial Artists, his eyes equally vacant and his body covered in red hair, looking gloomy and terrifying, sending chills down one’s spine.
As these Martial Artists approached together, Xiao Ye only felt waves of Yin Wind pressing down on him, like mountains looming to crush him.
"Get out of my way!" Xiao Ye’s expression was resolute as he mobilized the King Body, and wielding the long knife in his hands, he charged forward, slashing away. Like a Jiao Long, wherever he went, a great number of Martial Artists fell, their bodies cleaved in twain.
Although these Martial Artists looked fearsome, their strength was still not comparable to the Ancient Corpses and Ancient Heroic Spirits that Xiao Ye had encountered in the Dynasty Battle.
But their overwhelming numbers were their advantage. As soon as Martial Artists were slain by Xiao Ye, immediately more would join in, trying to prevent Xiao Ye’s escape.
"If this goes on, even if I don’t die, I’ll be worn out to death!"
Xiao Ye tried charging left and right, but he couldn’t break free from the encirclement of Martial Artists and instead sunk deeper, with his space to maneuver getting smaller and smaller.
Xiao Ye’s heart raced, then he swallowed a King Crystal, restoring his energy, while considering ways to extricate himself.
But soon, he felt despair.
With so many Martial Artists here, even if he used the Heavenly Martial Talisman on him, unleashing Lin Feng’s peak strike wouldn’t be enough to break out.
"What should I do? Am I really going to die here?"
Xiao Ye felt an unwillingness surge in his heart. He had only just arrived in Central State and was about to have the chance to meet Bing Ya. How could he give up now?
Just at that moment, Xiao Ye’s right arm was struck with a sharp pain as it was hacked by a rotting weapon in a Martial Artist’s hand. The chilling energy carried within the weapon entered his body through the blade, causing an involuntary stagger in his step.
"Not good!" Xiao Ye’s face changed dramatically.
Sure enough, at this moment, the Martial Artists around who were restless took advantage of this opportunity and surged toward Xiao Ye like a tide, overwhelming him.
Xiao Ye struggled to fight back, but he couldn’t withstand the simultaneous attacks of so many Martial Artists. Even the King Crystal he had swallowed couldn’t repair his severely damaged body in time, and soon his consciousness was devoured by endless darkness.
Xiao Ye didn’t know how much time had passed before he finally came to his senses in a daze.
"Where is this?" Xiao Ye got up, shook his head, and looked around, becoming dumbfounded.
At this moment, he seemed to be inside an ancient building, surrounded by tall walls filled with the air of vicissitude, and many places appeared to be in ruins.
"Could it be that I’m already dead?" Xiao Ye touched his body and found that it still held warmth, although it was severely injured, and the powerful energy within the King Crystal he had ingested was continuously repairing him.
"I’m not dead, what exactly is going on!" Xiao Ye found no sign of the Martial Artists, who were like a Yin Soldier army, and he temporarily breathed a sigh of relief, then sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully sorting through his thoughts.
Soon he realized that he had no memory of how he ended up in this strange building.
All he remembered was being attacked by an endless number of Martial Artists in Chaoyang Valley and then his consciousness sinking into darkness before waking up here.
"Right, Little White!" Xiao Ye took Little White out of his chest, only to find that Little White had fallen into a deep sleep, whimpering in pain.
"Damn it, how should this chain be unlocked?" Xiao Ye tried several methods to break the chain but failed, so he carefully placed Little White back into his chest.
This kind of chain seemed to only trap Little White and didn’t pose an immediate threat to its life; the solution would have to wait until finding a way out.
"Forget it, no more thinking. Since I’m not dead and Little White is not in immediate danger, that’s the best outcome!" Xiao Ye’s eyes became fierce, determined to take revenge on Wu Pojun once he got out.
Afterward, once the King Crystal had fully healed his injuries, he consumed two more King Crystals and silently regulated his energy to recover his excessively depleted strength.
Once his Cultivation had fully returned to its peak, he stopped and got up, ready to look for a way out.
After all, this was an Unknown Land, and just as with the terrifying Chaoyang Valley, this place could also be full of danger, so he must not be careless.
"Hmm? What’s that!" Xiao Ye’s steps suddenly halted as he looked at a Totem on the wall in front of him.
It was a Gray Dragon Totem, a black Gray Dragon was roaring with its head raised, as if it wanted to break through the wall and fly out, giving Xiao Ye a feeling as if he were right there.
"It seems that this must be an ancient ruin, and I’ve come here unintentionally." Xiao Ye speculated inwardly as he walked along the ancient building.
The mention of ancient ruins sparked excitement in Xiao Ye’s eyes.
He remembered Elder Yang speaking of his youth, during which he had strayed into an ancient ruin and obtained the powerful Combat Techniques of the Heavenly Treasure Record. His Cultivation soared from that point on, and he became the leader of the Ten Law Enforcement Elders of the Earth Hall.
Now that he had strayed into an ancient ruin as well, could there be such an opportunity for him too?
As Xiao Ye advanced further, a heavy sigh echoed in the ancient building.