187: Tomb owner

The pressure that had been pressing down on the entire river surface gradually dissipated. This pressure didn't vanish directly; instead, it all transferred to the seven individuals. They could barely maintain their balance and avoid falling further, but after being subjected to such powerful coercion, their bodies began to descend little by little.

Soon, screams echoed. They had initially thought they had a chance to escape, but only when they began to resist did they realize it was all an illusion.

They couldn't understand until their dying breath how a Quasi-Emperor Peak could be so strong. In essence, the opponent was a Great Emperor Powerhouse, but could only exert the power of a Quasi-Emperor, which gave these Quasi-Emperor Experts a false impression.

Although the opponent could only display the strength of a Quasi-Emperor, they were a genuine Great Emperor, with a world of difference between them!

It was like the difference between a student who can only score 80 points and a student who scored 100 points but only wants to score 80 points.

The gap was more than just a little bit large.

"This is a tomb?"

The black-robed figures looked at the scene before them, their faces showing expressions of disbelief.

Before them was clearly a scene of prosperity. Although there were no humans, and all were Foreign Races, it was quite lively.

The streets and alleys were filled with Foreign Races setting up stalls, and Foreign Races came and went, wearing their distinctive clothing, enjoying themselves and occasionally buying things. It was a harmonious scene, no different from a Human Race golden age.

Everyone was somewhat surprised by the scene before them. Although they had human appearances, no one around them seemed to care, as if they hadn't seen them.

"They're over there!"

A roar came from behind the group. Behind them, a group of pursuers armed with weapons appeared, emitting an extremely terrifying aura.

"Daring traitors, you dare to flee into the bustling city! We will not let you off lightly once we catch you!"

The aura emanating from the leader was clearly that of a Quasi-Emperor.

Just as the opponent's words fell, all the people and the noisy sounds came to an abrupt halt, as if frozen. As everyone was confused and somewhat incredulous,

An ancient voice suddenly appeared in their minds,

"Those who enter my tomb, if you can successfully escape the town, you will have passed the first trial. If you fail, your body and Dao will perish. You have no retreat!"

After the voice faded, time in the surroundings began to flow again, and the pursuers charged towards them at an extremely fast speed.

"Run!"

Su Yao unleashed a stream of fire, barely holding off the opponent.

At the same time, she retreated rapidly.

They all understood that this tomb was clearly a place similar to a Secret Realm, with some special rules and insurmountable principles. Once violated, death was certain.

The words just now were obviously a warning to them: no matter how extraordinary their combat power, they absolutely could not violate the rules here. Otherwise, it would not be these pursuers who would erase them, but the supreme existence within this tomb.

Everyone began to flee at an extremely fast speed, and the surrounding crowd, startled, also became a chaotic mess.

The group quickly fled to a large bridge in the city. Looking at the turbulent river below, they had no choice, as a second team of pursuers appeared in front of them.

Leaping off the bridge, the icy river water was bone-chilling. The pursuers also jumped into the river.

"They're really troublesome. I just tried, and all our attacks had no effect on them. At most, they could only hinder their steps; there's no way to kill them."

Su Yao's expression was a little grim. The exchange just now made her realize that the opponents seemed to be protected by some power, making it impossible to harm them, only to delay their progress.

The others also showed grim expressions. If they had known this tomb was so dangerous, they might not have chosen to enter so easily.

Soon, they followed the river and fled to a residential area, casually finding a house to hide in. Outside, deafening search sounds could be heard.

"Why do I always feel like something is off? Our hiding in this resident's house seems too natural; everything around us is deliberately guided."

Du Xian recalled what had happened along the way, his face gradually turning grim.

Their escape had been very urgent. Basically, whichever direction they wanted to flee, pursuers would appear in that direction. Only by fleeing towards the river were they not chased.

The most important thing was that they couldn't fly here; they could only rely on their legs to keep running.

After much difficulty, they jumped into the river, only to find both sides of the river lined with soldiers, seemingly waiting for them to come ashore and kill them.

Finally, out of helplessness, they fled into the residential area, evading all pursuers and arriving here.

Recalling what had just happened, everyone broke out in a cold sweat. Could this be some Advanced trap? Designed to lure them?

Soon, a trembling little girl and another seemingly terrified Old Woman appeared before them.

They were not Human Race, but their expressions were not much different from humans, looking quite frightened.

"Please, spare us! We are just ordinary people!"

As the two spoke, they were about to kneel before the group. Clearly, they were now a little confused about the difference between illusion and reality. A bitter smile appeared on their faces as they stepped forward to comfort the elder and the child.

Through their escape just now, they understood that their current assumed identity was clearly that of traitors among the Foreign Races.

The crowd ignored their Human Race identity simply because, in the setting, they were currently Foreign Races.

"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you. We'll just hide here for a bit, then we'll leave to find a way out of the city. Don't worry, we're not bad people."

A female Disciple continuously soothed their emotions, which gradually calmed them down.

"It seems you really aren't bad people. There's an ancient tunnel beneath our house; I don't know where it leads, but if you want to hide, you can hide down there."

As he spoke, he lifted a floorboard, revealing a dark passage below.

The group's faces lit up with joy. After quickly thanking him, they entered. Above, the sound of a heavy door closing echoed.

As the group was puzzled, they suddenly heard shouts.

"They're here, hurry!"

The voice was clearly the Old Woman and the little girl betraying them.

The group exchanged glances, their faces turning grim, and began to grope their way through the dark passage.

They then followed the passage out of the city. Behind them, the angry curses of the pursuers could be heard, but clearly, the surrounding space began to shift, turning into a pure white, indicating they had passed this trial.

A figure in white appeared before them.

"You actually passed this trial. It seems you also made the same choice as I did back then, forcing that Old Woman and little girl to tell you where to escape..."

The figure slowly turned around, and upon seeing the Human Race, their eyes widened instantly, an expression of disbelief on their face.

"Human Race? How can it be Human Race? The first to discover my tomb is actually Human Race!"