Chapter 117: Enemies Often Cross Paths

Boom!

As soon as they entered the tomb, a fierce battle erupted between the Great Qian Dynasty and the Black Demon Sect.

The disciples of the Black Demon Sect immediately unleashed poison and launched hidden weapons simultaneously.

The Great Qian Dynasty, having anticipated such an attack, fought back with full force.

In an instant, the clash reached a fever pitch.

Everyone sought to eliminate as many enemies as possible at the entrance, hoping to secure a greater advantage in the race for the treasure within.

“Move!”

Jun Wushuang grabbed Ye Xiao’s hand, activating the Nine Heavens Demon Step to swiftly slip through the shadows and enter the tomb.

The Black Demon Sect dispatched forty Marquis Realm warriors and ten Celestial Realm experts.

The Great Qian Dynasty had a similar number of fighters.

A hundred warriors clashed—each either at the Ninth Celestial Realm or Marquis Realm. Such a battle, even a King Realm expert caught in the fray, would suffer grievous wounds or defeat.

Beyond the entrance lay a labyrinthine underground passage.

Before Jun Wushuang stretched nine tunnels, all shrouded in mystery, leading to unknown destinations.

“This way!”

Jun Wushuang activated the Purple Extreme Demon Eye, sensing the residual aura of Jiang Rulong.

Without hesitation, she led Ye Xiao into one of the tunnels.

Shortly after, others arrived, choosing their own passages and disappearing into the darkness.

The tunnels were narrow, only wide enough for a single person.

“Ye Xiao, what do you know about this tomb?” Jun Wushuang asked, eyes glowing with the Purple Extreme Demon Eye as she scanned ahead, while keeping a cautious ear for Ye Xiao’s response behind her.

“Master, this tomb is new to me, I don’t know much,” Ye Xiao replied cautiously, alert to their surroundings.

“But I have heard many rumors about the Netherworld Poison Emperor,” he added.

Ye Xiao, a disciple of the Black Demon Sect, naturally knew more secrets than Jun Wushuang.

“The Netherworld Poison Emperor was originally an orphan taken in by the Heavenly Demon Sage. Born with exceptional talent, he even became the Demon Son of our Black Demon Sect,” Ye Xiao whispered.

“But later, apparently due to a falling out with the Heavenly Demon Sage, he rebelled against the sect and swore to sever all ties with his master.”

“Oddly enough, the Heavenly Demon Sage never bore any grudge. Instead, he secretly aided the Poison Emperor many times.”

“Also, there’s a rumor about his death.”

“It’s said the Poison Emperor was at the peak of his power but suddenly died of a mysterious cause and vanished from the world’s view.”

Sudden death?

Jun Wushuang narrowed her eyes, sensing something amiss.

The Netherworld Poison Emperor was a Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse; sudden death without a trace seemed impossible.

If he had been murdered, there should be evidence.

Coupled with the Heavenly Demon Sage’s strange behavior...

Perhaps the Poison Emperor’s sudden death was connected to the Heavenly Demon Sage!

And now, the Heavenly Demon Sage had dispatched Yu Sha King and Demon Wind Lie to exhume the tomb and seize the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Pearl.

“It seems the secret of the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Pearl is deeper than I imagined.”

Though Jun Wushuang lacked concrete proof, she had begun to speculate.

Of course, to verify her suspicions, acquiring the pearl was the first step.

Suddenly, a fierce gale blew from ahead.

Within the wind was a dense, sinister poison energy—touch it, and death was certain.

Even Yu Sha King and the Southern Suppression King could not withstand this deadly poison.

“Devourer Demon Technique!”

Unfazed, Jun Wushuang activated the Devourer Demon Technique, absorbing the poisonous miasma completely.

Swish, swish, swish!

At the same time, black rays shot from the tunnels on both sides.

They were countless tiny poison needles, each coated with lethal venom. A single prick would result in death or crippling injury.

Clang! Clang!

Protected by her Life-and-Death Demon Armor, Jun Wushuang remained unharmed as she deflected the needles.

But Ye Xiao was not so fortunate, struck thrice.

Though he was a Ninth Celestial Realm warrior, the poisonous miasma was hard to endure.

Jun Wushuang immediately helped, using her power to absorb the poison and heal his wounds.

Crack!

Suddenly, the tunnel beneath Ye Xiao collapsed without warning, swallowing him whole.

Jun Wushuang tried to follow, but the passage sealed shut just as quickly.

“A hidden trap and poisoned weapons!” she exclaimed, activating her Purple Extreme Demon Eye and unleashing her spiritual power.

The tomb was clearly crafted with great care by the Netherworld Poison Emperor.

Not only was it labyrinthine, but fraught with dangers.

Any ordinary person who entered would almost certainly die.

The Southern Suppression King and Yu Sha King had ventured deep into this tomb; thus, they must have uncovered many secrets.

Unfortunately, since Jun Wushuang was not part of the Great Qian Dynasty’s team, she could not learn more from Jiang Hongru.

Now separated from Ye Xiao, Jun Wushuang faced the dark, endless tunnel—a gaping maw threatening to consume her bit by bit.

Her expression remained calm, without fear.

She pressed onward.

Since Jiang Rulong had taken this route, whether it was the right path or not, at least she could find him.

The underground passage twisted and turned, descending ever deeper.

Once again, Jun Wushuang encountered poisonous death miasma and various hidden weapons.

But with the Devourer Demon Technique and Life-and-Death Demon Armor, she emerged unscathed.

“Hm?”

Suddenly, Jun Wushuang’s expression shifted as she sensed a familiar aura ahead.

Two tunnels converged before her.

From the other tunnel emerged a figure.

Jun Wushuang not only recognized him but knew him intimately—harboring an unyielding hatred.

“Nangong Xiong!”

Her eyes flashed with deadly intent.

The man stepping out was Nangong Xiong of the Nangong clan.

He was not only the father of Nangong Tianxuan, but had once ambushed Jun Wushuang with Zhao Qiming.

Had it not been for Beiming Ye’s timely aid, she might have lost her life.

Jun Wushuang’s killing intent surged.

Among the enemies she vowed to kill inside this tomb, Nangong Xiong was top priority.

Enemies meet on narrow paths!

Jun Wushuang hadn’t expected to encounter such a foe so soon—and one she was most eager to eliminate.

“Black Demon Sect!”

Nangong Xiong spotted Jun Wushuang but, clad in black robes, he couldn’t discern her identity.

Still, the Black Demon Sect was a formidable enemy—he must kill on sight.

Nangong Xiong was in poor condition.

After the entrance battle and suffering injuries from poisonous miasma and hidden weapons within the tunnels, his body was covered with wounds and his aura weakened.

Originally a Fifth Marquis Realm warrior, his strength had plummeted to barely First or Second Marquis Realm level.

For Jun Wushuang, this was a godsend.

The unending grudge of the Nangong clan.

The treacherous ambush by Zhao Qiming.

Nangong Xiong’s own betrayal.

Her killing intent blazed ever stronger.

Swish!

Without hesitation, she surged forward, unmasked in her murderous intent, rushing straight at Nangong Xiong.

“Speak. How do you want to die?”