Chapter 328 - 272: Mysterious Person 2

"Azure Heaven Annihilation - Shattering!"

A vicious, jet-black saber light suddenly slashed out, erupting with a terrifying aura that could sunder the heavens and split the earth, as if intending to destroy everything!

BOOM!!!

Before this flash of saber light, the thick, ferocious black python was instantly torn to shreds!

The ferocious Sword Evil instantly landed on the mummified general.

CLANG!

The opponent’s Bronze Battle Armor exploded, and its body was sent flying dozens of meters!

Seeing this, Han Yuan charged forward again, wielding his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber!

The mummified general slammed violently into the wall, causing a violent tremor.

It roared, trying to get back up.

But the next moment,

a deep and vicious saber light, carrying an aura of universal decay, descended!

PSHH!!!

Its head flew into the air!

Han Yuan let out a low growl, his left arm erupting with a fierce Fist Aura that he violently punched out!

It struck the flying head dead-on!

The Fist Aura was too terrifying.

Under that punch, the Bronze Mask and the head were utterly pulverized into dust.

At the same time, Han Yuan locked his gaze onto the mysterious black-robed man!

’Not good!’

The moment the mysterious black-robed man felt Han Yuan’s gaze, a shiver ran down his spine.

He turned to flee.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

Han Yuan stomped his feet, transforming into an afterimage as he shot directly toward the mysterious black-robed man.

Along the way, the mummified guards raised their Battle Spears, trying to block Han Yuan.

But Han Yuan was too overpowering, like a rampaging primordial beast, carving a wide path straight through them!

Before the mysterious black-robed man could escape the burial chamber, he heard a sharp whistle from behind him.

And then,

he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and lost consciousness.

After knocking the man unconscious, Han Yuan tossed him to Ding Zihu to watch over and went back to clearing out the remaining mummified guards.

It took nearly another hour.

He finally cleared out all the mummified guards in the area.

Now, the burial chamber was littered with corpses, piled high as mountains.

Ding Zihu walked over, carrying the mysterious black-robed man, and said softly, "We should probably burn these bodies. Otherwise, they’ll become a major disaster sooner or later!"

Han Yuan nodded. "Then let’s burn them."

Ding Zihu immediately cleared an open space, then simply drew a flame Array Pattern on the ground.

WHOOSH!

When he activated it, a ring of fire pillars suddenly rose up and spread in all directions, incinerating the mummified corpses on the ground.

Only then did Han Yuan and Ding Zihu leave the burial chamber, following the tomb passage back to the surface.

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Ding Zihu pulled off the mysterious black-robed man’s mask.

Behind the mask was an ordinary, pale face.

Next, Ding Zihu examined the man’s black robes, but there were no mysterious or special patterns on them either.

"It seems this person didn’t want us to know who he was."

Han Yuan said softly.

"Hmm... Is this person part of an organization? Was it really necessary to be so secretive?"

Ding Zihu asked in amazement.

This ancient tomb seemed to hold many secrets.

"We’ll know if we just ask him."

Han Yuan said.

"Right."

Ding Zihu nodded, then channeled his Magical Power and tapped the man lightly on the point between his eyebrows.

The black-robed man instantly awoke from his stupor. When he saw Han Yuan and Ding Zihu, he didn’t appear overly panicked. He simply remained silent, seeming unwilling to communicate.

"What’s your name?"

Han Yuan asked softly.

The black-robed man shook his head, ignoring Han Yuan.

Seeing this, Ding Zihu couldn’t help but say, "Brother, you might as well just confess. Why suffer through the pain?"

Hearing this, the black-robed man suddenly looked up and grinned. "I’ll be waiting for you in the Nine Netherworld."

Ding Zihu’s expression changed. He struck like lightning, tapping the point between the man’s eyebrows.

The black-robed man passed out again.

"This guy, looks like he was trying to kill himself."

"Good thing this old Daoist stopped him."

Ding Zihu said with a laugh.

"Something’s wrong."

Han Yuan spoke up.

"What’s wrong?"

Ding Zihu asked.

"See for yourself." Han Yuan pointed at the unconscious black-robed man.

Ding Zihu looked down, and his expression changed instantly.

Dark, blackish blood was trickling from the man’s eyes and nose. After a few breaths, he stopped moving entirely.

"How is that possible!"

Ding Zihu’s eyes widened.

He had clearly knocked the man out, so how did he still manage to commit suicide?

"Could it be that he was holding poison in his mouth the whole time?"

Ding Zihu murmured.

"I don’t think so."

"The poison seems to have erupted from inside his head."

Han Yuan analyzed, observing the mysterious black-robed man’s poisoning symptoms.

"You can even tell that?"

Ding Zihu said in surprise.

"Of course. Look, his lips aren’t black. Instead, it’s his eyes and nose that are bleeding dark blood."

Han Yuan said seriously.

After all, he had spent some time working at the Government Office back in the day; he could still spot these kinds of things.

"His head..."

Ding Zihu seemed to have thought of something and waited quietly.

Soon,

he saw a strange black insect crawl out of the black-robed man’s nose.

"Just as I thought... There was a Gu Insect in his head."

"When he wanted to die, all he had to do was think the thought, and the Gu Insect would immediately release a toxin, killing him instantly."

Seeing the Gu Insect, Ding Zihu immediately understood everything.

"So you’re saying... he must have put this Gu Insect in his own brain?!"

Han Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

"Correct... People who know how to use this kind of Gu Technique are likely from the Primitive Tribes within the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"As for which specific tribe... that’ll be hard to find out."

As he spoke, Ding Zihu threw out a Spirit Talisman, directly burning the Gu Insect to ash.

"But speaking of which, I have a feeling the bodies in the tomb chamber were moved by the organization behind that mysterious black-robed man."

Hearing this, Han Yuan couldn’t help but say, "Moving them at this time... Could it be because of the emergence of the Middle Spiritual Land?"

At this time, in this location, it was hard not to make that connection.

"Extremely likely..."

"Nurturing corpses with Sharp Blade Evil... then using the emergence of the Middle Spiritual Land to absorb Spiritual Qi..."

"This organization... what kind of monster are they trying to create?!"

As Ding Zihu thought of this, his voice grew louder.

"If that’s really the case... it means the power behind them... must know the location where the Middle Spiritual Land will emerge."

Han Yuan said suddenly.

"Very possible..."

"Why didn’t I think of that..."

"It’s a shame we can’t find out which tribe this man belongs to."

Ding Zihu said regretfully.

"We might still have a chance..."

Han Yuan narrowed his eyes.

"How so?"

Ding Zihu asked hurriedly.

"Do you think this black-robed man had accomplices?"

Han Yuan asked with a smile.

"Of course he did!"

"That’s right!"

"Why didn’t I think of that!"

Ding Zihu smacked his own head.

"First, let’s destroy the body and eliminate all traces, leaving no clues behind."

Han Yuan said softly.

"That’s simple. We can leave it to the Fat Thief."

Ding Zihu said with a laugh.

Hearing this, the Orange Cat rolled its eyes, then reluctantly spat out a fireball that burned the black-robed man’s corpse to ashes.

"Next, we wait."

Han Yuan said nonchalantly.

The two men and the cat hid in the nearby mountain forest, concealing their auras.

They waited from day until night, and then until dawn.

Still, no one appeared.

"Han Yuan... maybe that guy was specifically stationed to guard the tomb."

"Now that he’s dead... his tribe probably doesn’t know yet, so they haven’t sent anyone to check."

Ding Zihu said in a low voice.

"Not necessarily... Let’s wait a bit longer."

"They should have a way to sense the black-robed man’s death."

"It’s just that the journey might be a bit far... which is why they haven’t shown up yet."

Han Yuan appeared very patient.

Back when he was a constable, he had staked out places for days and nights on end just to catch a thief. What was just one day in comparison?

"Alright. Then we’ll wait some more."

Ding Zihu was convinced by Han Yuan.

As for the Orange Cat, it had long since curled up to the side and fallen asleep.

.....

「At this moment.」

「At the foot of the mountain.」

Two mysterious black-robed men quietly appeared.

"Ah Gu’s Spirit Lamp was suddenly extinguished. Something must have happened to him."

"We need to get to the tomb chamber right away."

one of the black-robed men said in a low voice.

"Yes... I hope we’re not too late."

The other black-robed man nodded.