It was the final hall in the second level of the royal mausoleum.
The atmosphere of the ending, as well as the joy of the harvest, filled the area.
More than seventy different ninjas' corpses were scattered dozens of feet in the narrow tunnel. The few soldier puppets had also completely destroyed the tunnel and used their final actions to defend Yan Dynasty's royal mausoleum. Their deaths proved their value. The Knife-throwing Ninjas' movements and throwing knives might be rather troublesome, but in the final hall in the second level of the royal mausoleum, they did not have any further path of retreat. The people who were forced out by the two tunnels to the left and right were squeezed into the corners of the hall. The throwing knives that were stuck in the ground, walls, and stone pillars became their final song.
The trip to the royal mausoleum finally came to an end with the players' victory.
The distribution of the spoils of war also proceeded calmly.
The four sects divided everything that belonged to them equally. Happy took all the resources in the tunnel alone. He had a total of seven high-grade masterpieces, quite a number of Soaring Eagle Swords, gold, and silver. His harvest was very bountiful. However, the people from the four sects watched everything happily. No one bothered him.
In comparison, they were more concerned about Ninja King's situation.
When they saw that Happy had returned after collecting the spoils of war, they subconsciously surrounded him.
"Where's Ninja King?"
"I don't know about that. Whoever is interested in the tomb to the right can go and take a look." Happy casually stated that Ninja King was entangled in the tomb to the right, and he had seized the chance to escape.
"Are the puppets in the tomb powerful?"
"Yeah, they should be in Moksha Realm."
"Then if both sides are injured, won't we have a chance?" Someone in the crowd was tempted, but soon, the others looked at him in disdain and got rid of that thought.
"Moksha Realm? Brother, even if we're injured, we're not strong enough. Can you kill them? You need strength to be the fisherman. Do you think this is a fight between two puppies? "
"…"
Happy smiled.
"You may sound crude, but you're right. In truth, during the few minutes I was chased by Ninja King, I used up three Dew Pills. If you're interested in finishing up, I won't stop you, but it'll be best if you wait until we break that wall and leave the royal mausoleum. If you lure Ninja King out now, won't we die because of you?"
But in his heart, he thought.
Ninja King might not be around anymore, but Old Swordsman was around. If he truly provoked him, he might not be as lucky as provoking Ninja King.
The person who spoke immediately felt extremely embarrassed. He laughed foolishly with a red face and didn't say anything else.
"Since Ninja King isn't dead, we shouldn't delay this matter. Let's attack together and break Ghost Face Wall! We'll leave the royal mausoleum!"
Ouyang Qing said.
There were only around a dozen Wudang Sect disciples who managed to survive, and they could be considered to be in a very miserable state. When he heard Happy's words, he was suddenly a little worried. If Ninja King came out and all of them died, how could he endure that?
The others also seemed to have a feeling that they were being watched by danger. Feeling uneasy, they all rushed to the green ghost wall at the end of the hall.
Looking through the hole in the wall, one could see the glowing door, which should be the exit of the royal tomb.
"Wait!"
Once he said that, he suddenly remembered something. His expression darkened, and he faced the puzzled gazes of the disciples from the four great system-allocated sects.
"I'll send a messenger pigeon and ask my friends outside whether the people from Soaring Tiger Sect are still guarding the entrance!"
"…"
The four great system-allocated sects burst into a commotion.
The rewards and what they saw on their way made them practically forget about Soaring Tiger Sect, which Happy had mentioned to them before. When they saw Happy's solemn expression, they instantly became wary.
…
"Boss! Do you really need so much time to clear the royal mausoleum? "Little North nearly fell asleep in the bamboo forest outside the royal mausoleum.
Little North nearly fell asleep in the bamboo forest outside the royal mausoleum. It was not easy for him to receive a messenger pigeon, and he instantly poured all his resentment into the letter. "They're still here, but it seems like there are more of them. There are … around four hundred of them. Hmm, most of them are archers, and they're waiting in formation. Those bastards, they're so professional when it comes to robbing. If they have so much time to waste, it would be better for them to train and fight monsters.
What a bunch of idiots. "When Thunderous Battle saw Little North's eloquent speech, he nearly rolled his eyes, but he did not say anything. When he saw the messenger pigeon fly away, the two of them perked up and made preparations to work.
Even though Soaring Tiger Sect had a lot of people and an archer squad had locked down the door, they believed that this sort of lineup would not be able to scare Happy.
'I knew it!'
"Attack."
The second messenger pigeon was simple, and its meaning was terrifying.
Without another word, they tore the letter and jumped down from the top of the bamboo forest at the same time. They stepped on the air, and with an elegant posture, they quickly jumped over the heads of a group of Soaring Tiger Sect members.
"Who is it?!"
"No! There's someone here! "
The sound of robes fluttering alerted a few people who were rather alert. However, their reaction speed was nothing to be praised. When Thunderous Battle and Little North landed in the densest crowd, the people from Soaring Tiger Sect finally realized that an enemy had invaded their territory.
They activated their qi realm!
Boom!
They were like tigers that had entered a flock of sheep. Soaring Tiger Sect members quickly fell to the ground.
Ten Thousand Poisonous Palms swept through the area, and quite a number of Soaring Tiger Sect members fell to the ground with black wounds. Thunderous Battle was even fiercer! With Infinite Sword Technique and Wind Spirit Spin, he also swept through an empty area. Then, his sword glare increased by leaps and bounds. He did not care about all sorts of weapons hitting him. He forcefully opened up a bloody path and rushed to the group of archers.
Whoosh!
When the sect master of Soaring Tiger Sect noticed the casualties in the crowd and the astonishing strength of the newcomers, he stood up in anger. His gaze was dark as he stared at two figures in the crowd. Great puzzlement and puzzlement shone in his eyes.
Suddenly!
His expression changed drastically.
"This is bad!"
He quickly shifted his gaze to the entrance of the royal mausoleum! From the corner of his eyes, he was just in time to see a golden figure that looked like a bell rush out of the entrance of the royal mausoleum with a mighty and astonishing momentum. He charged at the archer camp across from him, and his speed was so fast that it was terrifying. Behind that figure was a plump and built black figure. He held a purplish-red greataxe and followed after him in a mighty and domineering manner.
When he saw the dense group of people outside, he paused for a moment. Then, he stared at the yellow figure who moved forward with an indomitable spirit, and an endless heroic spirit instantly shone in his eyes.
"Darn it all!"
He gritted his teeth and let out a muffled growl that sounded like that of a wild beast! He was like a moving war fortress that quickly crashed into the crowd!
The archers from Soaring Tiger Sect had been paying full attention to the entrance. Even though someone had caused a ruckus and attracted their attention, the people by their sides had noticed the two people who had rushed out of the entrance of the royal mausoleum. Without hesitation, they fired arrows at them!
However!
When the arrows crashed into the person in front, they were immediately knocked away by the golden bell on the surface of his body. That person did not slow down, and he remained unharmed. He rushed straight into the group of archers in front of him. The person behind him was equally terrifying. He swung his greataxe and stirred up a chain of axe shadows by his sides. Countless arrows were shattered and sent flying away!
"Kill them!"
The thirteen staff-using monks and the elites of Beautiful Robes Faction rushed out of the royal mausoleum with the momentum of a tidal wave!
"Hiss!"
The sect master of Soaring Tiger Sect swallowed the order he was about to say. He watched in disbelief as his people were swiftly thrown into chaos by the four people. His face turned stark pale.
He had poked a hornet's nest!
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