Death As the night deepened, Lin Zizheng slept beside Qin Mo and blocked Qin Mo"s body with his own, isolating others from being close to him.
Lying on the innermost bed facing the mottled wall, Qin Mo didn"t feel sleepy at all. He took out the small cloth bag that Old Man Wen gave him and carefully caressed it.
He found that this small cloth bag was a simple Qiankun bag. He had some doubts as there was no spirit energy present in this world, so there wasn"t a trace of spirit tools. But at this moment, a Qiankun bag appeared which was a common object in the Cultivation World. Did it mean that there was a certain connection between this world and the Cultivation World?
Opening the Qiankun bag with his divine spirit, Qin Mo found many medicinal liquids and a gray colored lower-grade nascent stone stored by the old man.
He held the nascent stone and closed his eyes, emptying his mind. He slowly began to cultivate.
This period of one night was fleeting; the next day at early dawn, Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng were carefully awakened by the others around them. It was time to enter the Black Cavern.
People crowded within a small courtyard, looking pale and hardly speaking a word. They stood in a line as if waiting for someone. Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng randomly found a place in the crowd and waited quietly with them.
"They arrived." Someone in the crowd suddenly whispered.
Qin Mo"s eyes narrowed slightly. After a moment, three faint figures came from the front, and a strong wave of nascent spiritual power slowly dispersed around them.
"Not bad, everyone"s here." With this loud shout, the pressure from the three men became more and more intense, almost suffocating. The crowd facing the three men trembled and turned pale, but they dared not say a single word.
Qin Mo looked up and saw clearly the appearances of the three figures.
A familiar face was among them who at the moment had a cold expression, sweeping his sight through the crowd. When he finally locked on Lin Zizheng, he grinned and said viciously, "I look forward to this." This man was Su Dong.
Feeling the weird atmosphere, the people around Lin Zizheng slowly spread out.
Lin Zizheng, who had everyone"s attention, raised his head. His expression was calm, eyes dark. Then his lips slowly curled up into a smile.
"You!" Seeing this, Su Dong"s face changed. He seemed to want to say something but the black-clothed man stopped him. "It"s important to go to the Black Cavern now."
Su Dong"s ferocious expression slowly calmed down. He only glared sharply at Lin Zizheng and sneered. He replied, "I understand, Senior Mo."
Glancing at the crowd, the one named Senior Mo waved his hand once, "Move!"
At his command, the surrounding crowd did as they were told, following him outside.
When they were out, another wave of people approached. They had about a hundred with them and their leaders had an arrogant att.i.tude. From time to time, a faint wave of nascent spiri scattered from them. They were also part of the Tomb Palace. When they met Su Dong and the other two, they nodded. The two teams quickly merged into one and continued to walk outside.
The whole Tomb Palace was very large, and its shape was like a huge oval. The Tomb Palace was located at the edge of the Dark Tomb which prevented people from leaving, while the Black Cavern was located in the south of the Dark Tomb.
Although there was a "cavern" word in "Black Cavern", it was actually a large barren area, which occupied one-fourth of the Dark Tomb"s total area.
Most of them were ordinary people. Even though they were walking in a great hurry, it took several hours to reach the Black Cavern. There was a little white light on the horizon.
Just after entering the Black Cavern"s scope, Qin Mo felt burning air emanating from the ground. He looked up and saw a barren land. Except for the absence of yellow sand, it was similar to a desert environment.
They saw a huge volcano standing before them in the far distance, giving a powerful force of impact in everyone"s sight. Even before approaching, they could feel the heat coming from it.
"Rumble… rumble…" A strange sound echoed from it, and then fiery red magma rushed out of the crater and shot straight up into the sky. It covered and darkened the atmosphere, looking very terrible. Even at a great distance, one could feel its tremendous power.
"Go up!" Senior Mo ordered coldly. His eyes shone at the sight of the volcano.
The gloomy black color in the sky eventually dispersed. The sun that carried a sense of coldness fell vertically, brightening the volcano"s surroundings.
The crowd stood trembling atop the volcano and looked down at its crater with fear. The boiling magma was rolling inside without pause. The hot air was similar to a black smoke slowly emitting from the lava"s surface, lingered around and obscuring people"s views.
Unlike the other"s frightened expressions, a few leaders had smiles on their faces. They looked at each other, and one of them said excitedly, "As expected." Several others nodded with a smile.
After the silent communication, the head leader, Senior Mo, slowly swept his gaze through the crowd. They all looked pale and a strong sense of uneasiness filled their hearts.
"Everyone goes down." Senior Mo said in a cold and fierce tone. When they looked puzzled, he moved his eyes to the lower crater of the volcano, a feverish glint in his gaze.
The crowd suddenly became lively upon hearing this. A small voice spoke up. "The entrance to the Black Cavern is not through the crater. We used to enter from another entrance."
As soon as these words were out, those who dared not speak began to echo it slowly.
When Senior Mo heard the noise, his face was calm but a thick shadow flashed through his eyes. His sight moved from the volcano to the person who had spoken.
Then in a flash, a burst of air cut through the crowd. As they cried in alarm, Senior Mo caught the man. His face was flat but his tone was fierce, "You dare question my words?"
He then extended his hand directly above the crater and released him. The man fell straight into the hot magma.
"Ah!"
The crowd suddenly quieted down, leaving only the man"s miserable screams in the air.
Seeing this scene, Su Dong"s expression changed and his sight fell on Lin Zizheng. Then he turned to Qin Mo, who had been standing quietly. He remembered that the troublesome brat seemed to care about this person very much.
His figure dove and he appeared directly behind Qin Mo. He reached out and gave a shove, pus.h.i.+ng Qin Mo into the crater.
"Da s.h.i.+xiong!" Lin Zizheng"s pupils shrank and he cried out sharply. His palms stretched out, but he couldn"t even grasp the corners of Qin Mo"s clothes.
"This is great, great!" Lin Zizheng turned slowly and looked gloomily at the proud Su Dong. He noticed Su Dong early when he came behind Qin Mo, but it was a surprise that he dared to push Qin Mo directly into the magma.
The nascent spiritual power around Lin Zizheng was violently rioting, and a dark band of light loomed behind him. Seeing this appearance, a tightness filled within the crowd"s hearts.
This moment, Lin Zizheng"s expression was very penetrating, even Su Dong"s smile stagnated. But when he reacted, he gave a low-pitched laugh. Although this boy had some strength, he wasn"t afraid at all.
Lin Zizheng slowly extended his hand. Under the sunlight, a light white glow emitted around it, it"s form morbid and beautiful.
He looked at Su Dong with dark shadows contained within his eyes. A transparent giant eagle appeared and loomed behind him. His hand slowly curled up, as if he had grasped something, and a crisp sound came out between his slender fingers.
The corner of his lips raised light and easy, showing a strange smile. A low murmur slowly flowed out of his mouth. "Die."
Su Dong"s face suddenly stiffened and his ruddy face turned pale. He huddled over his chest and curved his body down to the ground. He made a low howl and a strange black light came out of his body, forming a black silk thread, which tightly wrapped around him.
As soon as Lin Zizheng"s words fell, the black silk thread tightened sharply and cut Su Dong"s body into several segments.
Bright red blood flowed out from Su Dong"s body, staining the whole volcanic head red. Su Dong"s eyes were prominent and filled with astonishment. He had lost his life before he even understood what had happened.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Even several faces of the Tomb Palace people revealed their shock by Lin Zizheng"s actions, including Senior Mo. He stepped back, swallowed his saliva and said dryly, "You…"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Zizheng"s gaze s.h.i.+fted to him. The transparent giant eagle behind him had taken shape, and it locked its sight onto Senior Mo.
"You die." Lin Zizheng"s tone was plain and strange. As soon as he finished, the eagle behind him rushed towards Senior Mo.
"Divine Eagle!" When he saw the giant eagle, Senior Mo"s eyes were wide and full of disbelief. But before he could say anything more, the giant eagle had opened its sharp beak, tearing him to pieces.
"You all need to die!" When Senior Mo died, the giant eagle didn"t return to Lin Zizheng"s side but rushed directly to the people of the Tomb Palace. Everyone died under the eagle"s beak.
After it had torn those men"s bodies, the giant eagle lifted its neck as if its stomach was filled. It gave a low cry and turned into a transparent nascent spiritual power, entering Lin Zizheng"s body.
Lin Zizheng"s face turned red and his body was full of blood. His strength hadn"t reached the point of killing so many masters of the Tomb Palace barehanded. It was only when he saw Qin Mo being pushed into the lava by Su Dong before him that this astonis.h.i.+ng power exploded out.
His eyes swept over the trembling crowd, seeing their timid expressions. He furrowed his brows, turned and jumped directly into the magma.
The people at the crater watched Lin Zizheng jump down in shock. They glanced at each other, looked around the pieces of corpses, and fled the area one after the other.
Translator(s): Teo
Editor(s): Dark
Proofer(s): Sarah