"Second-generation!"
Wang Chong's eyes widened as he finally lost his composure. The 'corpse' that had been thrown out of the cave was head down and feet up, making it impossible to see its face, but Wang Chong was able to recognize it at a glance from the ancient robes of the Western Han Dynasty.
Clang!
Soon after, a cold light flashed, and a long sword was thrown out from inside, smashing to the ground. Wang Chong only glanced at it before his heart sank.
This was the second-generation's sword!
Wang Chong had been very close to the second-generation's sword as he had passed through the underground palace, so he was extremely familiar with the patterns on it, the shape of the hilt, and everything else. If he could only guess because he couldn't see the face, then the second-generation's sword that had been thrown out of the tunnel was a clear indication of everything.
"How could this be!?"
Wang Chong's mind reeled in shock. At this moment, he suddenly understood why the crowd was so terrified, and why these ordinary martial artists had been able to smoothly make their way here.
It's them!
A thought flitted through Wang Chong's mind, and he instantly understood what was going on.
The second-generation had already reached the Subtle realm, and with the power of the Origin Immortal Art, not even many Subtle realm experts would be a match for him. And in the entire operation, in the entire cavern, the only ones who had the qualifications and ability to destroy the Second King Yanluo were probably those few people!
"Hualala!"
A few moments later, as if responding to Wang Chong's thoughts, there was a flash of light, and a large group of people surged out of the narrow passage. Unlike the martial artists who had come out earlier, these people had vicious eyes but much calmer expressions.
"Careful!"
"They're coming out!"
… …
The appearance of these men in black immediately caused the crowd to grow restless. An uneasy atmosphere pervaded the air. The martial artists' eyes were wide open, their throats swallowing, their foreheads dripping with cold sweat, their faces revealing clear fear and alarm.
Wang Chong said nothing, but his expression turned grim.
Everything was clear. After delaying for so long, these mysterious and powerful black-clothed men had finally arrived at the core area. This was not the first time Wang Chong had dealt with these people, and he knew that they were vicious and merciless.
Most importantly, these people were terrifyingly strong.
"I'm afraid today's matter won't end well!"
Wang Chong's heart sank as he said to himself.
And at this moment —
"Buzz!"
There were new changes in the passageway. Three powerful auras suddenly appeared in everyone's perception. They were like blazing suns.
In the core region, those who could survive the layers of traps were all experts. However, compared to these three auras, he was as insignificant as an ant.
Rumble! The ground quaked, and in the blink of an eye, three figures appeared. Their movements were calm, and their eyes were filled with disdain. Their faces were covered with golden masks, and they looked like gods who had descended to the mortal world. They slowly walked out of the passageway and appeared before everyone's eyes.
As soon as the three of them appeared, the air seemed to solidify, and three invisible waves of pressure, as heavy as mountains, swept out in all directions.
Even Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, the Black Yin Ancestor, the Bone Devil Ancestor, and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor tensed up as if they were facing a powerful foe. For the first time, they appeared rather nervous.
"Three people!"
The sight of this god-like golden-masked man in black shrouded in golden light caused Wang Chong, the Evil Emperor, the Chief Of Wushang, and Jili Laozu to grimace in shock.
One of these three people was someone the four of them had met before. It was none other than the man with the three-eyed deer mask who had appeared on the surface of the Origin Immortal Formation and used his pair of giant golden hands to tear apart the Origin Immortal Formation's barrier.
This man had a cold expression and sharp eyes, and his body was brimming with destructive energy. He was clearly a supreme expert of the Subtle realm.
Once one reached the Subtle realm, one would be on a completely different level from the vast majority of martial artists in the mortal world, including peak Great Generals. Wang Chong and the others had already experienced this for themselves.
The man with the three-eyed deer mask possessed unfathomable strength, and he was not even the slightest bit weaker than the second-generation successor.
As for the other two …
One of them wore a golden goat mask with four black horns on it, while the other wore a golden-red tiger mask. They looked as mighty as hell, mysterious and unfathomable.
The four-horned goat masked man was a little weaker than the man with the three-eyed deer mask, but the man with the golden-red tiger mask exuded a vast sea of energy that was even more frightening than the other two.
In fact, from his position in the middle, it could be seen that the strength, identity, and status of this newly arrived man with the golden-red tiger mask was actually above that of the man with the three-eyed deer mask who had arrived earlier.
One man with the three-eyed deer mask was already extremely difficult to deal with, and Wang Chong had never imagined that another expert in black would appear, perhaps even stronger.
Wang Chong's heart sank and his face twisted into a nasty grimace.
"Don't let a single one escape!"
At this moment, the man with the golden-red tiger mask in the middle suddenly spoke. An enormous aura like an avalanche engulfed the entire battlefield. Before this aura, even Song Yuanyi, the Black Yin Ancestor, and the others paled in comparison.
As he spoke, countless men in black surged in behind him, with the three bamboo hat men standing out the most. Besides these three, there were four or five other experts who were no weaker than the three bamboo hat men.
"It's over! We're doomed!"
"Just who are they? Why are they doing this? "
"It can't be! I won't die here! I'll fight them to the death! "
… …
As the fog churned, an atmosphere of despair and panic began to spread through the crowd. Looking down from a high vantage point, one could see that the countless martial artists in the vicinity of the small passage were retreating.
"Bastard! No matter what, you won't succeed! "
A woman's shrill curses resounded through the underground core, her voice particularly harsh in the chaos of the crowd. Following the voice, Wang Chong saw that the man with the golden-red tiger mask had raised an arm, his fingers gripping the neck of a middle-aged woman like a pair of pincers.
This woman's hair was in disarray, her expression mournful, and her eyes were suffused with deep hatred.
"It's her!"
Wang Chong didn't recognize her at first glance, but when he saw the familiar white robe the woman wore, Wang Chong immediately understood. The woman being gripped by the man with the golden-red tiger mask was none other than the Origin Immortal Village Chief who had appeared in Green Fire Cave.
The metal mask she had been wearing had long ago fallen off her face, and her aura was in disarray, making her seem extremely weak.
Blood trickled from the corner of her lips, and it was apparent that she had been tortured.
"As expected, she still ended up in their hands!"
Wang Chong raised an eyebrow. In the underground river, he had heard at least three tremors caused by large mechanisms. Even though she had ended up in the hands of the three men in black, it was apparent that this Origin Immortal Village Chief had made them suffer.
"Hmph, foolish woman, we have plenty of ways to make you talk. Even if you used all the mechanisms you could, in the end, we still ended up here. Don't think that just because you won't talk, we won't be able to get what we want out of you! "
Right at this moment, the tall and skinny man with the four-horned goat mask on the far left suddenly spoke, his voice extremely cold.
"Someone, bring out those captives from the Origin Immortal Village!"
The man with the four-horned goat mask waved a hand behind him, and the men in black quickly escorted seven or eight members of the Origin Immortal Village. Other than some ordinary Origin Immortal Villagers, there were also quite a few elders of the Origin Immortal Village.
Swish!
Without the slightest hesitation, one of the men in black swung down his saber and beheaded an Origin Immortal Village Chief. The headless body fell to the ground, blood gushing out of it.
"Bastard! You bastards! I won't let you get away with this! "
The Origin Immortal Village Chief seemed to be greatly provoked by this sight. Her eyes went red, and her body twisted and struggled as she let out heart-wrenching curses.
"Kill a few more! Kill that elder as well!"
The man with the three-eyed deer mask on the right gave the order, his voice even colder and crueler than that of the man with the four-horned goat mask.
The four men in black immediately stepped forward, each of them standing next to an Origin Immortal Village Chief.
"Bastard! You bastards! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you get away with this! "
The Origin Immortal Villagers madly cursed, their eyes bursting with hatred. They struggled with all their might, but with their energy sealed, they could not escape.
Crack!
With this order, three of the Origin Immortal Villagers fell to the ground without a sound, blood gushing out of their bodies and spreading through their bodies.
"Now it's your turn!"
At this moment, one of the black-clothed experts, no weaker than the three bamboo hat men, walked up to the white-bearded Origin Immortal Elder and pressed his sword against the elder's neck. The sharp edge of the sword immediately left a deep gash on the elder's neck, from which blood gushed out.
"There's no need for such trouble. Since she won't speak, kill the rest of the Origin Immortal Villagers! These Origin Immortal Village descendants no longer have the right to exist in this world! "
Right at this moment, a dignified and sonorous voice resounded. The voice was sonorous and revealed a domineering and tyrannical aura that shook the hearts of all. At this moment, the leader of the group, the man with the golden-red tiger mask, spoke.
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