"What's going on here? We've already climbed seven thousand meters! Why haven't we reached the end! "
An impatient roar came from the darkness. After climbing so far, the air was thin, the walls were dangerous, and they had expended a great deal of Stellar Energy. Finally, some of the martial artists could no longer endure.
If they had known from the start that this pit was so deep, they would have reconsidered for a long time. Crucially, it wasn't that it was deep, but that they didn't know where the end was. This was the most torturous part.
"Let's go! If this continues, we'll probably die of exhaustion before we even reach the Origin Immortal Cave. "
Another unwilling voice came from the darkness. Even these powerful martial artists began to feel hopeless. Some of them even turned around and began to climb back up the mountain.
In the face of this endless challenge, they had finally retreated.
"This is fine. At least we can get rid of some of the weaker people ahead of time!"
Wang Chong faintly smiled. At this moment, he somewhat understood the Origin Immortal Lord's intentions.
The allure of the Origin Immortal Art was so astonishing that almost no martial artist could resist it. This bottomless pit could make most of the martial artists retreat in the face of difficulties, and also avoid some unnecessary casualties.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a mournful scream came from the darkness. It was extremely ear-piercing in this empty underground space. And unlike before, this scream was tinged with extreme pain, as if someone had been ambushed and injured.
Buzz!
Wang Chong's expression flickered as he sensed extreme danger. However, before he could react, in the next moment, swish, swish, swish, a wave of ear piercing whistles resounded in the darkness.
In front of Wang Chong, twenty to thirty projectiles were shooting toward Wang Chong with astonishing speed.
Bang!
Wang Chong's heart chilled, and with a jolt of his dantian, boundless Stellar Energy erupted from his body and transformed into an iron wall that protected him.
Bangbangbang! In the blink of an eye, all twenty to thirty projectiles were sent flying by Wang Chong.
But a moment later, plushplushplushplush!
"Not good!"
Wang Chong's body trembled as he understood what was happening. Turning his head, he saw that twenty to thirty meters above him, a row of projectiles had been thrust into the ground. These projectiles were imbued with Stellar Energy, and in a flash, they had exploded.
Boom! Large swaths of rock and dirt began to pour down toward Wang Chong.
Whoosh!
Wang Chong thrust a palm behind him and immediately began to fly off in another direction.
Swishswishswish!
At almost the same time, several dozen shuttle-like weapons shot toward Wang Chong with destructive energy. Half of these weapons were aimed at Wang Chong while the other half were aimed at the loose rock around Wang Chong.
The suction in the pit was extremely powerful, and it directly affected Stellar Energy. For a martial artist, this was extremely fatal. The other party had forced Wang Chong to leap out and at the same time shattered the surrounding wall structure. Clearly, they had sinister intentions.
It was all for Wang Chong to fall from here.
In a flash, the Stellar Energy in Wang Chong's body rumbled. In a flash, the Qi whirlpool in front of his chest rapidly expanded to resist the powerful suction at the bottom of the pit. At the same time, Wang Chong's feet shifted, producing a powerful suction that firmly latched onto a cave wall seven to eight meters away.
And at the same time, Wang Chong flicked his wide sleeves. More than ten projectiles shot toward him, as well as seven to eight huge rocks falling from above, were immediately wrapped up by Wang Chong's Great Yin-Yang Stellar Energy and reflected in the opposite direction.
"Go!"
Around Wang Chong, two phantoms of a sun and a moon appeared and vanished as he pushed the Great Yin-Yang Heaven Creation Art to its limits. The massive rocks and the projectiles shot forward like lightning.
Boomboomboom!
In just a few seconds, a series of explosions came from the other side, accompanied by the sound of falling rocks and earth. Soon, a strange cackle came from the other side.
"Kekekeke, kid, consider yourself lucky to have escaped this calamity!"
"The Black Yin Ancestor!"
Wang Chong's eyes chilled as he instantly recognized who it was.
The Black Yin Ancestor had moved faster than anyone else in this operation. The Four Ends Martial Lord had only just descended when he had already entered the pit. Logically speaking, the Black Yin Ancestor should have been at least two thousand meters in front of him. Who could have expected that he would turn back and ambush him?
And from the sound, Wang Chong could tell that the Black Yin Ancestor was on the other side of the pit, seven to eight hundred meters away.
On the surface, this distance wouldn't have been much, but in this pit, the air was thin and the gravity was so great that flying was difficult. Not even supreme experts like Wang Chong and the Black Yin Ancestor could cross this distance.
The Black Yin Ancestor had clearly realized this point, which was why he had thought of using projectiles.
"Ah!"
But as Wang Chong's mind was turning, and he was still thinking about how to deal with the Black Yin Ancestor, he suddenly heard a loud shout.
"Zhang Wenfu, you bastard!"
The Black Yin Ancestor's panicked and furious voice rang out in the darkness as he fled.
From his voice, it was clear that he had suffered a loss.
"How is it? Is Chong-er injured?"
At almost the same time, a figure appeared at Wang Chong's side in a rush of energy. It was Wang Chong's master, the Evil Emperor. At some point, he had returned and appeared at Wang Chong's side.
"I'm fine!"
Wang Chong felt a warmth in his heart as he shook his head.
"But it seems like the Five Ancestor Alliance has already begun to move against the others."
When collecting the treasure map, everyone had worked together, and even the Black Yin Ancestor had contributed a great deal to the task of collecting the treasure map. But now, this temporary alliance had clearly come to an end.
The Black Yin Ancestor's intervention clearly meant that their relationship had reached a new level.
At this level, everyone would use every method at their disposal to kill their opponents and reduce the competition.
"The situation underground is complicated, and vision and strength are limited. Do your best not to stray too far from me. This way, no matter what scheme you have, your master will be able to assist you at any time."
The Evil Emperor sternly said. His expression had become much graver upon entering the pit. This was a very rare expression on the face of the Evil Emperor.
Wang Chong nodded and followed the Evil Emperor deeper into the pit.
Unknowingly, four to six hours had passed. As Wang Chong and the Demonic Emperor Old Man continued to explore the depths of the pit, the more than seven thousand martial artists on the ground outside had all entered the pit.
The martial artists who had given up midway also began to emerge from the pits.
This was the first time in the history of the martial arts world that so many martial artists, including a titan of the evil path like the Black Yin Ancestor, were participating in such a large-scale operation.
"Young Master, this place is too dangerous. Do we really have to go down?"
Far from the pit, a tall guard turned his head to look at Young Master Qingyang.
Four hours later, a few martial artists had climbed out of the pit and brought back some information. In their discussions, they had heard phrases like 'the air is too thin', 'the walls are too slippery', 'bottomless', 'the suction is too great', and so on. All the information they had received indicated that this bottomless pit was too dangerous and not suitable for them.
Although Young Master Qingyang had a foundation in martial arts, his cultivation level wasn't very high. In the eyes of these people, he was no different from an ordinary person.
Not even those who were stronger than Young Master Qingyang could endure it, much less an ordinary martial artist like Young Master Qingyang.
"Sword Dragon, you know my personality. The Origin Immortal Art is the number one art in the world, and it's rare for me to come across a treasure trove like this one. If I don't go in and take a look, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
Young Master Qingyang was dressed in an azure robe, his long hair dancing in the wind as he stared at the nearby pit, his eyes gleaming.
Young Master Qingyang's movements were secretive, and he rarely interacted with the martial arts world. No faction had ever been able to invite him to join them.
Although Young Master Qingyang didn't have a strong desire for power, he had another hobby that everyone in the world knew about.
Young Master Qingyang was fond of traveling and exploring. Wherever there was danger, wherever there were fortuitous encounters, that would be where he would be. Young Master Qingyang would normally spend the majority of his time on this.
Now that he had finally come across the opening of the Origin Immortal Lord's treasure trove, this truly powerful treasure trove, Young Master Qingyang wouldn't miss out on it even if he had to die.
The inseparable guard next to Young Master Qingyang, the 'Sword Dragon' that Young Master Qingyang spoke of, gave a deep sigh and finally fell silent.
He had known the answer long ago, but he still held out hope that he might be able to persuade Young Master Qingyang.
"Sword Dragon understands. No matter where Young Master goes, this subordinate swears to follow you to the death. "
Sword Dragon sternly said, his eyes turning determined. No matter how dangerous this place was, as long as he was here, he would not allow Young Master to come to any harm.
Sword Dragon quickly put Young Master Qingyang on his back and then took out a rope to tie himself to Young Master Qingyang. Only this way could they avoid any possible danger.
There were no longer many martial artists around the pit. Sword Dragon strode forward, carrying Young Master Qingyang on his back, and was about to enter the pit with an indomitable aura. But a moment later, before the pair could enter, there was a flash of light, and a black silhouette exuding boundless energy entered the pit first.
At that moment, the pair could clearly sense that this black silhouette possessed an energy no weaker than that of the Black Yin Ancestor or Song Yuanyi.
"That is …?"
Sword Dragon's body trembled, a deep apprehension in his eyes.
"Eastern Turkic King, Bagushidu!"
Young Master Qingyang's eyes flashed as he spoke.
He was naturally knowledgeable, and although he didn't have a deep connection to the factions of the martial arts world, he knew all the martial artists, including the experts of the surrounding barbarians.
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