Zhao Tianming and Jin Ling stepped into the dungeon, imdiately engulfed by darkness.
Prepared for this, Zhao Tianming retrieved a flashlight from his spatial ring. With the press of a button, the light cut through the cave's obscurity.
Their expressions mirrored surprise as they took in the sight before them. Rows of rusty iron prison cells adorned both sides, each containing an array of human skulls.
Yet, Zhao Tianming arched an intrigued eyebrow, "Seems like this place holds great power. Having spies was a wise move, Elder Jin," he comnded, giving Jin Ling a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
"It's a part of my survival strategy," Jin Ling responded, sporting a confident smile.
"Well, let's delve deeper," Zhao Tianming replied.
With a nod from Jin Ling, they proceeded further into the dungeon.
anwhile, beside the cabinet, Su Chen's countenance brimd with anger. "It's Elder Jin Ling!" he whispered, yet fury resonated in his tone.
As Long Tian and Li Yue'er observed, Mo Yuegang's expression turned icy. "They're discussing spies. That implies one of your disciples is an impostor, Elder Su," he said.
"Let's eavesdrop on their conversation!" Su Chen responded, anger still evident in his tone.
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Zhao Tianming and Jin Ling proceeded cautiously, their eyes scanning the surroundings with every vigilant step.
"Hey, Elder Jin, what's going on with the Heavenly Demon sect's plans? Anything interesting?" Zhao Tianming inquired.
"Plans? I don't think there's anything particularly remarkable. Perhaps the most intriguing event is the upcoming annual test for admitting new disciples, scheduled in about four months," Jin Ling responded.
Zhao Tianming rubbed his chin, a smile playing on his lips. "New disciples, huh? I believe it's the perfect opportunity for us to cultivate new followers, instill doctrines right from the start of their journey. It would establish a strong foundation, especially considering your position. I'm confident not many will pay attention to our maneuvers," he suggested, a cunning grin on his face.
"That might sound simple, but Mo Yuegang should not be underestimated. Your plan clearly has a long-term vision, probably not yielding results for at least 5-10 years from now. Moreover, your ambition is too vast to dominate the Heavenly Demon sect," Jin Ling responded.
"Nevertheless, it's worth the effort," Zhao Tianming remarked, a smirk on his face.
Jin Ling sighed, realizing the truth in Zhao Tianming's words. Their alliance reluctantly ford three days ago when he stumbled upon a treasure chest coinciding with Zhao Tianming's arrival.
He attempted to employ his hypnotic technique on Zhao Tianming, only to be surprised by the superior hypnotic skills possessed by Zhao Tianming, leading to his defeat.
And now, here he are, reluctantly forced into an uneasy alliance after a series of nacing threats.
Beside the cabinet, Mo Yuegang and Su Chen wore expressions of intense anger, while Long Tian and the others were drawn into the unfolding scene.
Especially Mo Yuegang, whose countenance was dominated by a palpable murderous intent.
He strode purposefully towards them, his figure still cloaked in the encompassing darkness.
In this critical mont, the flashlight held by Zhao Tianming flickered out, and their steps were abruptly arrested.
"What the hell? Why can't I move?" Zhao Tianming questioned, his brow furrowing in perplexity.
Jin Ling experienced the sa sensation. Just a mont ago, everything seed fine, but now they found themselves immobilized without any apparent reason.
In contrast, Zhao Tianming was taken aback as a hologram abruptly materialized before him.
[Ultimate task: Kill Long Tian]
[He is now near you. Kill him and gain the dragon god's lineage, Zeus's martial spirit, and Darkblade]
Long Tian was unexpectedly present!
However, there was no murderous intent in Zhao Tianming's reaction. He attempted to shift his body, but an unyielding force kept him in place.
As he struggled to move, Jin Ling widened his eyes, feeling his heart race with the realization of their predicant.
Their focused gaze pointed ahead, where the sound of approaching footsteps beca evident. Zhao Tianming, catching on to this as well, stood stunned, fixated on the unfolding scene.
A sudden burst of fla illuminated Mo Yuegang's face, revealing an expression filled with anger.
Panic imdiately swept over Zhao Tianming and Jin Ling.
"So, Elder Jin, and you, Zhao Tianming... I never anticipated that the two of you would clandestinely sche a coup within my sect!" Mo Yuegang's voice sliced through the air, cold and brimming with unparalleled anger, accompanied by the imposing pressure of a golden core realm cultivator.
Zhao Tianming and Jin Ling were now gripped by heightened panic as their hearts raced uncontrollably.
Jin Ling, drowning in profound panic, urgently pleaded, "Sect Master, this isn't what you think; please allow to explain!"
Mo Yuegang's countenance remained a canvas of fury. "The punishnt for a traitor is... death!" he declared, his tone cold as ice.
In the ensuing mont, he materialized in front of Jin Ling, seizing his neck and eliciting agonized screams, "Urgh!"
Relentlessly, Mo Yuegang tightened his grip on Jin Ling's neck, lifting him off the ground.
Jin Ling struggled desperately, but the glaring power disparity rendered his efforts futile.
A sickening "Crack!" echoed as Jin Ling's neck snapped, his lifeless form crumpling to the ground.
Mo Yuegang's rciless onslaught continued; he seized Jin Ling's head with his other hand, exerting force until it severed from his body. Blood sprayed in all directions—a graphic testant to the brutality on display.
Jin Ling's bloodied, limp body lay sprawled on the ground.
On the opposite side, Zhao Tianming's visage contorted with horror, especially as Mo Yuegang redirected his cold gaze towards him.
"Now, it's your turn," Mo Yuegang uttered, his words dripping with icy cruelty.
Zhao Tianming clenched his teeth, "Shit!" he exclaid.
In the subsequent mont, the necklace adorning his neck radiated a vivid red glow. Almost instantly, an imperceptible aura seed to detonate, causing Mo Yuegang's oppressive aura to dissipate.
Witnessing this, Mo Yuegang attempted to reach for Zhao Tianming, but the latter moved with the speed of lightning, swiftly exiting the dungeon.
"You won't escape, you cockroach!" Mo Yuegang bellowed with fury.
Attempting to move, Mo Yuegang's steps were abruptly halted by an unexpected tremor, reminiscent of an earthquake.
Glancing back, a prolonged, spine-chilling roar resonated from the dungeon's depths.
Long Tian and the others also caught wind of it, their expressions imdiately shifting to one of astonishnt.
"What in the world was that sound?" Li Yue'er questioned, taken aback.
"It's undoubtedly not a favorable sign," Ling Han remarked.
"But it poses a challenge worth witnessing," Long Tian chid in, a grin stretching across his face.
He raised one of his hands, the purple fla burning even more intensely.
"It feels like it's calling out to ," he added.
Observing this, Ling Han's expression tightened. His gaze shifted to Mo Yuegang, "Sect master, what about Zhao Tianming? Are you going after him?" he inquired.
Mo Yuegang's countenance darkened, his eyes turning to Su Chen, "Elder Su, track him down to the ends of the earth and purge the impostors among your disciples!" he commanded, his tone resolute.
"Understood, sect master!" Su Chen promptly responded without hesitation.
With that, he soared out of the dungeon, pursuing Zhao Tianming.
Observing this departure, Mo Yuegang took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. After a mont, he approached Long Tian and the others.
"I'm certain you've all grown accustod to the earlier brutal scene, except perhaps you, Miss Yue'er," he remarked.
"I've witnessed worse than that," Li Yue'er responded.
Mo Yuegang raised an eyebrow, caught off guard by Li Yue'er's response. Nevertheless, he shook his head, "Very well, I believe there's no cause for concern. Perhaps, starting today, I'll reorganize the Elders to better anticipate such incidents," he stated.
Ling Han nodded, "You're undoubtedly a strong leader, but it's crucial not to let anger overshadow your judgnt," he advised.
"Thank you for your counsel," Mo Yuegang replied.
Observing the situation under control, Long Tian promptly suggested, "Alright, sect master, we're open to you dealing with Zhao Tianming. We'll take the opportunity to explore the depths of this dungeon."
Mo Yuegang declined, "No need, Elder Su has already handled it. I'll join you in the exploration," he said.
Long Tian nodded, "Very well, let's delve deeper and uncover the source of that ominous roar," he proposed.
Everyone concurred, and thus, they ventured further into the dungeon's depths.
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In the outskirts of the dungeon...
Zhao Tianming raced with desperate speed, navigating through mountainous trails adorned with towering trees and dense foliage, steadily putting distance between himself and the confines of the Heavenly Demon sect.
"You won't escape, you vermin!"
A sudden eruption of shouts reverberated through the air. Zhao Tianming's heart pounded faster as he glanced over his shoulder, witnessing Su Chen in hot pursuit.
"Cursed old man!" he spat.
Undeterred by thorns and obstacles, Zhao Tianming surged ahead, forcefully pushing through impedints in his determined escape.
Yet, he felt Su Chen's aura closing in. Gradually, Su Chen bridged the gap, ultimately catching up.
"Got you!" Su Chen declared, seizing Zhao Tianming's attire.
Zhao Tianming collapsed to the ground, and Su Chen lood over him, clutching his neck with unyielding intensity.
"You harbor perilous plans. Soone of your ilk won't be satisfied with just death!" Su Chen declared angrily, maintaining a tight grip on Zhao Tianming's neck.
Agony contorted Zhao Tianming's face, his body writhing in futile attempts to break free.
However, Su Chen's expression remained rciless. According to the tenets of the Heavenly Demon sect, betrayal warranted death, regardless of the individual.
"Urgh!" Zhao Tianming scread in pain, unable to muster any strength.
His heart pounded with an extraordinary panic, overshadowed by the looming threat of death.
Yet, his will to survive prevailed. His gaze fixated on the pendant around his neck. Swiftly, he tightly grasped the pendant.
In the next mont, a resounding "CRACK!" echoed, signifying the pendant's destruction.
As soon as he released his grip, a surge of crimson energy exploded, creating a thunderous shockwave that sent Su Chen airborne.
Su Chen's expression mirrored disbelief. However, he quickly regained composure, soaring back to his original position.
The scarlet energy persisted, burning like an unquenchable fire. However, Zhao Tianming had vanished without a trace.
Frantically scanning the surroundings, Su Chen found no remnants of Zhao Tianming.
"Where in the world is he!" he shouted in frustration.
Without delay, Su Chen initiated a thorough search for Zhao Tianming's elusive whereabouts.
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Within the dense forest, where towering trees obstructed sunlight, casting a shadowy veil over the ground, an ominous atmosphere prevailed.
"FUUUUUUCK!"
The echoes of anger and frustration reverberated through the otherwise silent forest.
Kneeling on the ground, Zhao Tianming's countenance betrayed intense anger, his features contorted with frustration.
Today marked the loss of his opportunity to infiltrate the Demon's Nest, the crumbling of his plot to seize control of the Heavenly Demon sect, the demise of Jin Ling, and, most infuriatingly, the sacrifice of his cherished pendant from the system's gift solely for his escape.
Gritting his teeth, he muttered, "Heavenly Demon sect, especially that old man, just wait for it!" with an oath laden with determination.
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