The atmosphere inside the cave was very oppressive.
Walking on the even more oppressive path, Xie Tian was a little distracted, as if he did not notice the murderous intent in the forest beside the road.
"Is this the assassin recommended by the abandoned land?"
"It's this body cultivator, hmph!"
"Heh, he just walked past three hundred murderous intents. He'll be in trouble in the future …"
"What's wrong, Jian Xiao? From your tone, could it be that the people above …"
…
Those hiding in the forest were all official disciples of the Underworld Cave.
Because of the special nature of the Underworld Cave, when these people became disciples, they also became the Underworld Cave's assassins. Therefore, the disciples' ranks were not divided according to the sect's standard of combining talent and cultivation.
The Underworld Cave was divided into twelve caves, named after the twelve earth branches. Although the twelve caves were divided into strong and weak ones, they were independent and did not interfere with each other's missions.
Each cave was led by a cave master, and under the cave master were four deputy cave masters. Each deputy was in charge of a cave's assassins.
The assassins in this cave were the disciples of the Underworld Cave, and they were divided into four ranks: cloud, rain, dew, and frost.
The ones hiding in the forest and coldly watching Xie Tian were the lowest-ranked Snow-rank assassins of Hai Cave.
Xie Tian did not know that because his method of passing through three hundred murderous intents was too strange, the Snow-rank disciples, who had always been at odds with each other, became united against a common enemy.
The Snow-rank disciples also did not know that in the eyes of the high-level assassins of the Land and Sea, Xie Tian was already a dead man.
Because every time the twelve swords that dictated life and death appeared, they would bring death.
They were just curious as to why that existence would let Xie Tian go.
Unfortunately, just like the huge gap between them and the Snow-rank disciples, there was also a huge gap between them and the person with the twelve small black swords.
Therefore, they did not know the reason.
Following the guidance of the token, Xie Tian stopped in front of a cave.
The cave was a little run-down, overgrown with weeds, and the steps were broken. Occasionally, a cold wind would blow, and it sounded like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
If he did not remember that he had entered the Underworld Cave, Xie Tian would have thought that the cave in front of him was a tomb.
Xie Tian turned around and looked at the forest that he had passed through. His dazed, bloody eyes finally cleared up.
The killing intent in the forest was far greater than the three hundred killing intent on the road to the Ghost Cave.
But compared to the dangers in the forest, Xie Tian was more concerned about the cave in front of him.
He was only a thousand feet away from the entrance of the cave, but he couldn't count the number of hidden dangers along the way.
Moreover, the faint aura that was emitted from these killing intents caused Xie Tian to recall the time he spent on the Ghastly Mist Mountain.
"Trap …"
The trap on Ghastly Mist Mountain was to capture wild beasts, but the trap on the Hundred Zhang Road was to kill.
As if dissatisfied with Xie Tian's decision to stop, a cold voice came from the cave.
"Time limit: one hundred breaths to enter the cave!"
When Xie Tian heard this, he was just about to start investigating the traps when the cold voice sounded out once more. "If you dare use the shameless methods of body refiners again, then die!"
This was a little ridiculous.
In the eyes of the world, a killer who resorted to every conceivable means was the most shameless.
However, in the eyes of the assassins, Xie Tian's performance in clearing the 300 killing traps yesterday was even more shameless.
The key was his attitude.
Before encountering the twelve pitch-black swords, Xie Tian had still entered the Ghost Cave with the thought of idling around.
But after a long period of absent-mindedness and contemplation, his attitude had changed a little.
The change in his attitude had led to a change in his actions.
Xie Tian took a deep breath. Without fusing with the Scarlet Ape blood essence, he took the first step.
Disdainful sneers rang out from the forest in the distance when they saw this.
"The Muye Cave that no one has visited for tens of thousands of years and a strange body refiner. What a perfect match …"
"Heh, I didn't expect Deputy Cave Master Muye to be so shameless. Isn't he afraid that he won't be able to recruit disciples?"
"What's the use of having a disciple like him who's destined to bring shame to the Ghost Cave?"
"Hmph, so what if he enters the cave? The Muye Cave is already doomed …"
...
At this moment, Xie Tian didn't know that he was approaching the Muye Cave of the Fourth Cave.
Compared to the other three caves, the Muye Cave was very strange because there was only a deputy cave master and no disciples.
It wasn't that everyone who wanted to become a disciple of the Muye Cave was killed on the hundred-foot path, but that no one cared about this cave.
But at least Xie Tian saw it.
Shrouded by the evil emotion, Xie Tian found that there were dozens of killing intents with every step he took.
The killing intents all came from traps. The traps were fake and real, but no matter what, they all contained killing intents.
After taking ten steps, Xie Tian came to a stop. A trace of seriousness flashed across his blood-red eyes.
"Within ten steps, hundreds of killing intents seem independent, but they're actually linked together and move my whole body upon contact …"
Suddenly, Xie Tian remembered the second killing intent on the three-hundred-step path.
That killing intent was also a trap that could barely form a set, but compared to the chain of traps within ten steps, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.
While he was still in shock, a pair of gloomy green eyes flickered in the pitch-black and empty Muye Cave.
"Within ten steps, there are four hundred and ninety traps. Ten of them won't trigger the overall trap, and he stepped on eight of them …"
After making a silent assessment, the gloomy green eyes dimmed. "His aptitude is below average. No wonder he was able to walk through the three-hundred-step path …"
Without stopping for long, Xie Tian continued moving forward.
After ten steps, the traps became even more mysterious and illusory. After another ten steps, Xie Tian felt a piercing pain in his feet.
This meant that he had stepped on three traps.
This type of display directly made the originally already gloomy green eyes close.
If there was light, one would be able to see the owner of this pair of green eyes. At this moment, the wrinkled and withered face twitched.
"The Muye Cave is in such dire straits …"
The faint sigh carried a strong sense of desolation. It seemed to be lamenting the desolation of the Muye Cave, but it also seemed to be lamenting how useless Xie Tian's aptitude was.
"I understand now …"
After the three excruciating pain, Xie Tian stopped again. Ripples appeared in the calm lake in his heart.
Xie Tian was a person who would ask questions whenever he didn't understand something.
After meeting his little sister, he had no choice but to give up on thinking and pretend to be a tough guy.
However, after encountering the twelve pitch-black swords, he began to think again.
It wasn't that he couldn't avoid the three traps, but that he had deliberately stepped on them because he couldn't see through them.
The entire process of stepping on them, including the enticement, extension, unfolding, and transformation of the traps, was recorded by Xie Tian. Through this, he understood the three traps.
After understanding them, Xie Tian was overjoyed.
After all, these three traps opened up a world that he had never set foot in before.
This world was fascinating. At the very least, he had never imagined that a mere trap could make him feel as if he was touching the rules of the heavens.
However, what Xie Tian didn't know was that this was one of the reasons why the Muye Cave had been in dire straits for the past tens of thousands of years.
"The Underworld Cave …"
Xie Tian muttered. Not only did he not waver after seeing the twelve swords, he became even more determined.
Where could one not grow?
"I'll just be a good assassin …"
With this slightly excited heart, Xie Tian continued walking along the dilapidated road.
Without exception, when he encountered a trap that he couldn't understand, he would step on it.
Every time he experienced pain, his new attitude became firmer.
Standing at the edge of the cave and looking back, Xie Tian's lips curled up into a smile.
"Thirty-six times …"
Although his smile was gratifying, it was a little ugly because it was a face that was half-dead.
However, in the eyes of the people in the cave, this gratifying and ugly smile was shameless.
"You stepped on it thirty-six times, and you can still smile …"
His green eyes widened, and a trace of speechlessness flashed across his face.
After a moment, a cold voice filled with helplessness sounded.
"From today onwards, you are my disciple …"
After savoring the tone of the voice, Xie Tian turned around and bowed, then released the petite assassin named Ling Dang.
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