Chapter 1541: Hurry, It’s a Trap

Chapter 1541: Chapter 1541: Hurry, It’s a Trap

Watching the silhouette of the Celestial Venerable and his supporters departing, the expressions of the crowd began to turn complex.

On one hand, they wanted to proceed, but Yang Yan’s recent words left an indelible mark on their hearts, making them anxious and hesitating.

"Let’s risk it; fortune favors the brave."

After a brief silence, someone in the crowd suddenly gritted his teeth and spoke.

Then, his figure flickered, transforming into a rapidly moving afterimage, swiftly flying toward the depths of the basin.

Seeing this, the crowd exchanged glances with their companions and steeled themselves, casting their body techniques and following suit.

At this moment, Yang Yan, who had just caught up with the Void-Devouring Tiger and Ao Tian, slightly raised his eyebrows, and suddenly paused his steps, glancing back in the direction he came from.

The Void-Devouring Tiger and the others exchanged puzzled glances.

Eventually, the Void-Devouring Tiger asked, "Master, what’s wrong? Let’s hurry up!"

Yang Yan’s expression turned somewhat grave as he replied, "It’s nothing, but someone has managed to break through the knife traces I left. Moreover, this person is a master, definitely not weaker than me."

Upon hearing Yang Yan’s words, the Void-Devouring Tiger was shocked.

It stared wide-eyed and said, "Someone mightier than you, Master? What should we do now?"

In its perception, Yang Yan’s power was already unfathomable, and now there was someone even stronger.

It couldn’t help but feel astonished.

Ao Tian frowned in thought for a moment before suggesting, "Why don’t ... we ambush him here? Combining our three brothers’ strength, we should be able to take him down."

Yang Yan shook his head hearing this and said, "Our immediate task is to find the Source of Law. We should hurry up; once we have it in hand, everything will be manageable."

With these words, he abruptly accelerated, transforming into a streak of light and leading the way deeply into the basin.

After hearing Yang Yan’s words, the two did not say more, immediately utilizing their body techniques, closely following Yang Yan deeper in.

A moment later, a massive crack appeared in their sight.

Looking at the crack below, Yang Yan couldn’t help but exclaim, "Nature truly crafts wonders!"

The Void-Devouring Tiger was about to speak but felt a powerful force pressing it downward.

Its expression changed as it said, "Master, my power operation seems to be obstructed."

Before the Void-Devouring Tiger could finish its words, its entire body accelerated suddenly, plummeting swiftly downward.

Ao Tian also suddenly frowned, his body descending sharply, a distant voice shouted in surprise, "Mine too."

Seeing his two brothers’ situation, Yang Yan’s body trembled, immediately deploying the Three Thousand Incarnations, another Yang Yan appearing in this realm.

This clone moved like lightning, swiftly surpassing one man and one tiger in the blink of an eye.

His hands reached out, catching the free-falling Void-Devouring Tiger and Ao Tian.

A moment slower and they would have been smashed into pulp.

Yang Yan’s main body slowly descended, gazing at the crack which had deeply shocked him just moments ago, remaining silently.

The most suspicious thing in this realm was now the crack before his eyes.

Instead of directly exploring the crack, he circled around it.

But at this moment, his expression grew heavier.

He harbored an idea but was not yet certain.

After another moment of pondering, Yang Yan slowly approached the crack.

This crack was bottomless, its darkness exuding an eerie aura.

Yang Yan brushed his hands over his eyes, at once a layer of golden light enveloped them.

"I’ll investigate the situation first."

Seeing the Void-Devouring Tiger and others attempt to rise, Yang Yan hurriedly stopped them, then looked into the depths of the crack.

Below in this bottomless fissure, layers of black mist rolled underneath.

Even Yang Yan’s Celestial Eye couldn’t penetrate them.

Just as Yang Yan intended to further increase his spiritual power output, a pair of crimson eyes within the crack’s black mist locked onto Yang Yan’s Celestial Eye.

Yang Yan inwardly cursed, immediately retreating backward.

After instantly withdrawing hundreds of meters, Yang Yan paused.

However, his spine was already drenched in cold sweat.

Never in his life had he seen such terrifying eyes.

Cold and bloodthirsty.

When looking at him, those eyes resembled a corpse’s, truly chilling.

Seeing Yang Yan quickly retreat, the Void-Devouring Tiger and Ao Tian both found it strange.

"Master, are you alright?" The Void-Devouring Tiger hurriedly asked with concern.

Yang Yan instinctively felt danger and shouted back at them, "Hurry! This place is too dangerous; it’s best not to linger."

Due to their complete trust in Yang Yan, both the Void-Devouring Tiger and Ao Tian did not linger, immediately sprinting with all their might back the way they came.

Though their spiritual power couldn’t operate, they had no choice.

Ultimately, they were a step too late.

From within the crack, the previously underground black mist began surging upward, akin to a tidal wave.

In no time, it engulfed the entire area.

Most astonishingly, within the black mist, corpses started to reveal themselves.

Their flesh rotted away, unrecognizable in appearance.

As their bones were broken, when they rose, their forms were incredibly distorted.

They issued low growls from their throats, rolling their eyes while roaring toward Yang Yan and the others.

Yang Yan had already drawn the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber, holding it before his chest, secretly gathering power.

Swoosh!

Spotting a corpse before him, he swung the saber, cleaving the corpse’s head open, instantly splattering brains.

As the corpse slowly fell, just when Yang Yan planned to catch a breath, the corpse he had killed began slowly rising again.

These corpses turned out to be immortal...

Yang Yan’s gaze turned gloomy, his body’s power surging wildly, ready to strike again anytime.

While pondering, Yang Yan once more wielded the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber, accurately cleaving the corpse.

During the corpse’s slow rise, the previously split-off incarnation swiftly hoisted the Void-Devouring Tiger and Ao Tian, soaring into the sky.

Just then, a Magical Beast’s corpse abruptly leapt towards them.

If not for Yang Yan’s keen eyes, carving up the Magical Beast with a slash, they would surely have been doomed under such furious assault.

Yang Yan fought while retreating, the pressure mounting.

During their withdrawal, they gradually encountered the cultivators who had just entered.

Yang Yan regarded those still clueless people before him, shouting, "Run! This is a plot."

The crowd, hearing Yang Yan’s words, appeared bewildered.

One Celestial Eye Race prodigy pointed behind Yang Yan saying, "Look quickly, it’s the Source of Rules."

Unbeknownst to everyone, a massive light sphere suddenly emerged from the black mist.

The aura of the Great Path emanating from the light sphere heralded a new beginning.