Chapter 1383
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All they wanted was a good rest and a good night's sleep.
More and more people gave up resisting and sat down on the cold and dirty ground. They seemed to have forgotten just how dangerous a place this was as they laid down on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
The leader of the men from the Flamboyant Palace watched with wide eyes as his companions fell asleep one by one on the ground. His eyes widened in disbelief but he was still unable to fight against the exhaustion that was spreading through his entire body. He felt so tired and wanted to fall asleep. Logically, he knew that the situation was highly dangerous but for some unknown reason, he could not bring himself to feel the slightest bit of nervousness or struggle.
The leader of the men shook his head but was unable to shake off the strange feeling. His legs felt as heavy as lead and his eyes felt like they would close at any moment. He could only try his best to keep his eyes open and he saw his companions falling one by one in a pool of blood. A tall slender figure stepped upon the pool of blood, slowly walking out from within the thick fog.
It was an extraordinarily handsome looking youth, his entire body covered in blood.
"Yo, My Lord, not bad huh. You've actually not fallen yet?" The youth's face was filled with a vibrant smile.
The leader wanted to escape but his knees seemed to have taken root in the ground, unable to move as he knelt there.
"Not done yet?" A cold voice sounded from behind the leader and another youth dressed in dark purple clothes walked out from behind him. The youth's countenance was devilishly beautiful and the most memorable thing about him was the tear shaped mole at the corner of his eye.
"That's it, that's it!" The grinning youth came before the leader and reached his hand out to grip the man's head.
"All of you ….. Just who ….. are ….. you ….." The leader struggled to say.
"Huh? We ….. If you like, you can call us the Hunters of the Twelve Palaces. " The youth's face broke into a bright smile and the hands on the leader's head twisted slightly!
Crack!
The leader's neck was snapped in an instant.
"Done! Pack up!" The youth released his hands and dusted off his paws with a smile as he raised his eyes to look at his companions.
"I'll say Brother Hua ….. You can wait a little longer next time. I haven't even had my fill and you've made them unable to resist at all. I still don't know just how wide the gap between my current powers and the Twelve Palaces is." The youth who was bathed in blood was not just anyone, but the one who had entered the Dark Emperor's tomb with Jun Xie and the others a year ago, Qiao Chu!
Accompanying Qiao Chu was Hua Yao.
They had stayed within the Dark Emperor's tomb for an entire year and in that one year, they had not taken a single step out of the Dark Emperor's tomb. They had locked themselves up within the Dark Emperor's tomb all day long, working hard to raise their spirit powers and it was only three months ago that they were finally released.
Hua Yao glanced coldly at Qiao Chu and the white bone flute in his hand spun a full circle in his palm, before it turned into a streak of light and transformed into the Spirit Ring on his finger.
"Little Xie only asked us to kill the people from the Twelve Palaces here, and not to show you your current powers." Hua Yao said coldly.
If the news that the Dark Emperor's tomb had been opened were to spread out, it would definitely draw the entire Middle Realm to hunt them down and kill them. Hence, during the period that they had been in closed door cultivation, it had been Ye Sha, Ye Mei and Ye Gu who had helped them clear up all the people who had stepped into the middle section of the Heaven's End Cliff.
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