This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

The palace complex was like a massive labyrinth, and without the ability to fly and scout from above, it was enough to make anyone dizzy.

This was probably one of the reasons why Underworld Cultivators had been delayed for so long.

However, for Lu Qingshan, since he had chosen to trust the Rat Demon King, he could only see it through to the end.

So, at this fork in the road, he did not hesitate for long, following the Rat Demon King's directions as he continued on.

.......

At the end of the palace complex stood a majestic Ancient Temple, crystal clear and glimmering, with brilliance flickering.

This Ancient Temple was the so-called "source of light"!

Above the temple, four fierce ancient characters were carved, winding like dragons and snakes, with a distinct aura of death.

"Demon Spirit Tomb."

The Gengjin Tiger King claimed to be a Demon Spirit, and the Demon Spirit Tomb was naturally the resting place where the Gengjin Tiger King had fallen.

Whether it was the Gengjin Tiger King's physical body or the treasures he had plundered over a thousand years, even the Immortal Codex known as the "Taoist Treasury" were all hidden within this Ancient Temple.

It was a treasure trove that could drive countless Cultivators mad with desire!

In front of the Ancient Temple, nearly a hundred Underworld Cultivators, each holding an Array Plate and channeling Spiritual Power, sent streams of Spiritual Light flying out from the Array Plates, striking the Ancient Temple simultaneously, like a rain of Spiritual Light, exceptionally spectacular and gorgeous.

Above the tightly shut doors of the Ancient Temple, a golden divine radiance twinkled, radiating an overwhelming aura that could strike fear into the soul.

It was evident that the faces of these Underworld Cultivators were very pale, yet their eyes couldn't hide the unmistakable crimson hue, and their footsteps were slightly unsteady. It was clear that facing the overpowering aura emanating from the temple doors at such a close range was not easy for them.

However, the divine radiance atop the temple kept shimmering, but at this point, it had significantly dimmed.

This was the result of the Underworld Cultivators' prolonged efforts.

The seal laid down by the Fifth Grade Demon King, with their Strength at most reaching the Golden Core Stage, could only be broken with sheer perseverance, grinding away little by little.

And Li Venerable, who had previously fled into the Demon Spirit Tomb, now stood prominently at the forefront of this group of Underworld Cultivators with a high-quality Array Plate in hand, leading the effort to break the defenses of the Demon Spirit Tomb.

"We don't have much time left, everyone use your explosive secret techniques and don't worry about damaging your core, as long as we can bring back the Gengjin Tiger King's physical body, all your losses can be recovered," Li Venerable barked angrily, roaring, "If we don't act fast, all our years of effort will be in vain when it comes to crunch time!"

"Understood!" All the Underworld Cultivators replied in unison, their Spiritual Power surging instantly.

The next moment, streams of Spiritual Light, several times stronger than before, burst forth from the Array Plates and bombarded the Ancient Temple.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under this furious onslaught, the Ancient Temple emitted a dull sound, trembling several times, as radiance scattered.

The strength of the seal was rapidly depleting under the blanket of Spiritual Light, the surface luminance boiling violently, and starting to dissipate.

Above the temple doors, a profound Demon pattern emerged, but in the next moment, the pattern suddenly shattered.

Then, the Ancient Temple at this moment astonishingly lost all its luster.

The underground palace complex lost its source of light and suddenly darkened.

"The seal has been broken!" Li Venerable held back the excitement in his heart, still maintaining a shred of rationality. He casually pointed at a black-robed Underworld Cultivator, his voice cold, "You, go up and investigate."

The black-robed Underworld Cultivator's legs trembled, fear in his heart.

But he ultimately did not dare to disobey Li Venerable's command, and could only tremble forward to the front of the Ancient Temple, extending his hands and gingerly placing them on the firmly closed temple doors, then gently pushing.

Chiii!

The seemingly heavy doors of the Ancient Temple opened easily, creating a crack.

"Continue!" Li Venerable's expression showed a morbid ecstasy.

The black-robed cultivator had no doubts and quickly increased his strength.

Boom boom boom!

Instantly, the doors of the Ancient Temple were violently shaken, the crack widening more and more until they were completely open, revealing the situation inside.

In the temple, right in the center, lay a huge coffin forged from darksteel, ten zhang long, five or six zhang wide, and more than a zhang high, shining with divine light, and so oddly shaped it didn't resemble a coffin at all.

On the surface of the giant coffin were many unfamiliar patterns engraved, which Li Venerable couldn't decipher.

But he was not concerned with these and urged the black-robed cultivator to move forward.

Under Li Venerable's oppressive force, the black-robed cultivator had no choice but to enter the temple, his heart filled with terror.

However, until he reached the front of the darksteel giant coffin, he had not encountered any attacks or other abnormal situations.

Outside the Ancient Temple, Li Venerable, who was watching the situation inside, was still vigilant at this time and commanded again, "Open the coffin, see what's inside!"

Although terrified, the black-robed Underworld Cultivator, having gone through two frightful experiences which turned out to be harmless, was no longer timid. Instead, he steeled his heart and swiftly attempted to lift the lid of the coffin.

.....

Ahead, through the vast emptiness, Lu Qingshan and his party of four continued toward the deep palace, after passing five intersections. Aside from Qin Yitian, specks of crimson inevitably appeared in the eyes of the other three, including King of the Western Rats.

The evil aura grew denser, omnipresent, something they simply could not keep out.

With the evil aura seeping into their Divine Souls, they could feel their emotions becoming much more irritable.

But, they had finally reached the end of the palace complex and truly found the Underworld Cultivators.

The cry for help heard by King of the Western Rats provided them with the right direction!

This was an exceedingly spacious courtyard, at the center of which lay a dark and deep pool, its calm surface undisturbed by any ripples. Yet, the surface was covered with an extremely dense layer of crimson evil aura that had become almost tangible.

Beyond this deep pool, they could see an Ancient Temple with its doors wide open.

Before the Ancient Temple, nearly a hundred Underworld Cultivators stood solemnly, their gazes fixed intently on the inside of the temple.

From the angle of Lu Qingshan and his companions, they could see everything inside the Ancient Temple very clearly.

They could clearly see that inside the temple, a black-robed cultivator placed his hands on the lid of the coffin, trying to push open the massive lid.

"Boom!"

With a muffled vibration, after the black-robed Underworld Cultivator had pushed open a corner of the lid, it made a loud clanging noise. The lid shook violently, and an invisible, eerie force emerged, pulling towards the black-robed Underworld Cultivator.

"Ahhhhh...."

"Save me!"

The next moment, accompanied by the black-robed cultivator's frantic scream, he fell into the darksteel giant coffin. Then, with another clang, the lid of the coffin eerily closed by itself.