132: Altar trap, falling into despair

“With such terrifying injuries, is there still a possibility of recovery?”

Lin Yuan was filled with worry.

Shen Mingzhu pursed her lips and smiled: “It’s fine, once we return to the Sect, there will naturally be a way.”

Even if she was crippled, she wasn't sad at all, seemingly putting everything out of her mind.

Lin Yuan nodded and said: “Yes, Revered Master’s Divine Ability is vast, she will definitely find a way to heal you.”

With that, he stood up and looked around.

Due to Yan Chen’s death, the patterns that had spread across ninety percent of the ground had now completely covered it, and ancient auras emanated from the altar, inspiring awe.

“Boom!”

A rumbling sound echoed as the center of the altar cracked open, revealing a downward passage before the two of them.

“Is this the path to the Treasure Trove?”

Lin Yuan murmured softly, suddenly drawn by words on a distant stone wall. He immediately flew over to inspect them.

“My name is Gao Yuan, the founder of War Heaven City. When I died, I sealed the Zhan Tian Hammer beneath the city. If a fated person comes here and activates the altar with ten lives, they can open the passage to the underground and obtain the Treasure Hammer.”

“This was personally inscribed by the City Lord? No wonder Yan Chen knew about this.”

Mei Fu came to the young man’s side and said.

Lin Yuan frowned and said: “Yan Chen saw these words, which is why he went completely mad. But I always feel there’s something strange about this. Why would the City Lord set up an altar? Isn’t this ruining his own reputation?”

Mei Fu pondered: “Obtaining treasures by sacrificing lives is too cruel. Senior, he indeed has no reason to do such a thing.”

Lin Yuan agreed: “Junior Martial Uncle is right. So, are we still going down?”

Turning to look at the passage not far away, the two were hesitating when an old man suddenly burst into the altar.

“It took me a few hours, but I finally removed that damned Formation. Where is this place?”

He muttered to himself, and soon spotted the two figures.

“You are… Chief Shen!”

Recognizing the woman’s identity, the old man exclaimed in surprise: “What happened to you? Why do you look so weak?”

The other party was a Dao Platform Realm expert, and she was injured?

Mei Fu also recognized him, and softly said: “I suffered a minor injury during my previous battle with Yan Chen.”

“Yan Pavilion Revered Master? Where is he?”

The old man looked around but did not see his figure.

“He was shattered by my Ice Flame Demonic Stele, and there’s nothing left of him.”

Mei Fu replied calmly.

The old man nodded thoughtfully.

Judging by those present at the birthday banquet, besides Gao Hong, Senior Gao, and Qingxie Daoren, only Yan Chen could have injured her.

“No, didn’t Yan Chen admire you? Why would he hurt you?”

Thinking of this, the old man asked in confusion.

Shen Mingzhu pointed to the stone wall, and the old man’s gaze followed.

After reading the inscription, his face immediately became excited: “Emperor Weapon! It’s actually the legendary Royal Emperor Weapon! What are you waiting for? Hurry and get the treasure!”

With that, he turned and rushed towards the underground passage.

His frantic appearance also affected the minds of the two, causing them to involuntarily feel an urge to seize the treasure.

“No! These inscriptions have the effect of bewitching the mind!”

Noticing this, Lin Yuan turned to look, and Mei Fu also looked at him with the same gaze.

“Since these strokes can bewitch the mind, they most likely harbor malicious intent. We should leave quickly.”

Shen Mingzhu suggested.

Lin Yuan agreed: “This place is not suitable for staying long, but before we leave, let’s take Yan Chen’s belongings.”

He drew in the area where the man self-destructed, and a damaged ring fell into his hand.

Seeing this, Mei Fu frowned and said: “A spatial ring requires the owner’s spiritual consciousness to open. Even if you get it, it’s useless.”

Lin Yuan knew what the other party said, but he still couldn’t help but want to pick up this item.

After all, this was the entire fortune of a Dao Platform Realm expert; there must be many treasures inside!

“I’ll keep it for now; maybe there’ll be a way to open it later.”

After speaking, Lin Yuan took Mei Fu’s hand, intending to return the way they came, when he suddenly heard a scream from underground.

It was the old man’s voice!

Just as they expected, this so-called Treasure Trove was a trap!

The two’s expressions changed drastically, and they immediately moved their feet, fleeing towards the original narrow passage.

At this moment, the entire altar began to shake, and black Puppets leaped out from underground, releasing chilling Killing Intent, and charged towards the two!

These were all Qi Gathering Realm Puppets!

“Run!”

The two quickened their pace. Since Shen Mingzhu couldn’t use Origin Qi, she could only be carried by the man as they fled.

Mei Fu’s soft touch was wonderful, but Lin Yuan had no time to feel it, only wanting to quickly escape to a safe place.

Before long, they had covered half the distance, and saw more than a dozen Puppets lying not far away, which were the ones previously knocked down.

As they arrived, these Puppets strangely revived, blocking the path ahead.

The two’s faces fell, and they had no choice but to stop.

Now, with wolves in front and tigers behind, they had no way to retreat; they could only fight their way out!

“Sister Shuang, can you make a move?”

“There’s a Formation set up by a powerful expert here. I cannot leave your Soul Sea, nor can I transmit power to you.”

Hearing this, Lin Yuan’s heart sank to the bottom.

If Sister Shuang couldn’t act, then he would have to rely on himself from now on.

“Junior Martial Nephew, these Puppets have considerable combat strength. It will definitely be difficult to deal with them while carrying me. You should escape on your own.”

Shen Mingzhu said with determination.

“Leave you behind? How could that be possible? Even if I die, I won’t abandon you.”

With that, Lin Yuan embraced her delicate body with his left arm, and summoned the Azure Frost Sword with his other hand, clearly adopting a battle stance.

“Ah!”

Mei Fu let out a soft cry, her hands instinctively wrapped around his neck, her embroidered shoes hooked around the man’s waist, and her entire body hung on the young man.

Without allowing her to say more, Lin Yuan began to fight.

“Clang, clang, clang!”

The sword blade struck the Puppet’s body, yet not a single mark was left!

“Damn it! Are these ghostly things so tough?”

Cursing inwardly, he decisively put away his long sword and fought bare-handed!

“Tongbei Fist!”

“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!”

The sound of five meridians echoed, and Fist Intent suddenly formed, pushing away layers of Qi waves, striking the Puppets.

“Bang!”

This punch successfully repelled a Puppet!

Lin Yuan’s face lit up with joy, and he continued to punch!

Under his continuous attacks, several Puppets were knocked down, temporarily losing their momentum.

However, there were still over twenty Puppets releasing Origin Qi, surrounding him.

After all, these Puppets’ Realm was one major Realm higher than his. Fighting many with his Condensing Core Realm strength quickly exhausted his Origin Qi.

Noticing this, Shen Mingzhu pulled out a high-grade Origin Stone from her embrace and handed it to him, saying: “Junior Martial Nephew, quickly use this to recover your Origin Qi.”

She didn’t know what it was, and although she was curious, now was clearly not the time to ask.

Lin Yuan took the Origin Stone with one hand, and abundant Origin Qi flowed into his body, allowing him to unleash his fist techniques once more.

“Tongbei Fist!”

Because he was holding Mei Fu in his arms, her frame was a bit large, not as petite as Zhao Cailian’s. Her wide hips pressed tightly against him, making it inconvenient to use leg techniques.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The battle continued in the passage. Although supported by the high-grade Origin Stone, providing endless Origin Qi, human stamina would eventually run out.

Lin Yuan fully activated his Divine Vein. Under such high-intensity combat, his face grew pale, and his aura became increasingly weak.

Shen Mingzhu’s limbs were wrapped around the man, and feeling his weakening, she was deeply moved. She actively loosened her wrists and said: “Junior Martial Nephew, let me go and escape yourself! Otherwise, we will both die here!”