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Death Grip
The endless Black Flying Insects swarmed before the Nine Thunder Fire, like moths drawn to a flame, seeking their own demise. In just a few breaths, countless Black Flying Insects had perished in front of the Thunderfire Pearl's Nine Thunder Fire.
However, more Black Flying Insects continued to charge toward the Nine Thunder Fire, giving Xing Chen no chance to catch his breath. After fending them off for a while, Xing Chen decisively chose to escape as quickly as possible.
Thus, Xing Chen retracted the Thunderfire Pearl, lightly stepped on the ground, and instantly vanished from sight. The insects, having lost their target, buzzed around aimlessly for a few moments before leaving the area.
"That was close! Luckily I learned the Earth Escape Technique. Otherwise, escaping would have been difficult!"
Xing Chen wiped the cold sweat from his brow and said, feeling a lingering fear. If he hadn't learned the Earth Escape Technique, even if he could run away from the endless swarm of insects, he would have suffered significant losses.
"What exactly is this place?" After feeling relieved, Xing Chen was once again filled with doubt. His intuition told him that this place was definitely not simple, and he was still within the Golden Palace. However, if he was indeed in the Golden Palace, why was there a desert before him?
Filled with countless questions, Xing Chen found no one to provide answers. The endless desert and the swirling hurricane only deepened his confusion.
Meanwhile, on the other side, when Zhao Yiming and the others discovered that there was truly nothing in the Thunderfire Palace, they were so furious that they nearly passed out. Most importantly, they began to doubt whether there were indeed others ahead of them.
If there were no other people ahead, how could they explain the absence of treasures in the Thunderfire Palace?
"There must be others ahead. Although I don't know who they are, it's certain that there are other people," Qiu Pengchi said with a fierce expression as he looked at the passage ahead.
The expressions of the others were equally grim. However, they could only stew in their frustration since no one knew who had taken the treasures in the Thunderfire Palace.
They also wondered if there were really treasures in the Thunderfire Palace. What if there were never any treasures to begin with?
Nevertheless, everyone understood that this possibility was practically zero.
"Alright, stop complaining. Let's check out the next palace!" Zhao Yiming glanced at the grumbling Qiu Pengchi and said irritably.
Then, these individuals entered the passage, and like Xing Chen, they felt somewhat strange that there was no danger in this passage. After all, the previous passages had all been dangerous; how could this one be so special?
Gradually, Zhao Yiming and the others arrived at the exit. The moment they stepped into the exit, Zhao Yiming and the others were stunned just like Xing Chen. They looked ahead at the scene of yellow sand and howling winds, exchanging glances filled with confusion.
After all, it had been a fine palace before, and now it had turned into a Desert. Even if there were changes, it shouldn't happen so quickly, right?
"What place have we come to?" Qiu Pengchi asked blankly. The impact of the scene before him was too great, leaving him momentarily unable to regain his senses.
"It should still be that unfortunate palace!" Zhao Yiming replied with a grim expression.
At the same time, he was cursing inwardly. It was one thing that there were no treasures in the previous palace; now they had ended up in a Desert, a place where treasures were even less likely to exist.
Everyone couldn't help but start cursing at this moment. Even if it was a scam, it shouldn't be this extreme! They were already quite angry that there were no treasures in Thunderfire Palace, and now the vast yellow sand only intensified their fury, like a volcano about to erupt.
"Wait, there must be something going on here; the key issue might lie within that black tower," Xing Chen muttered to himself as his eyes flickered.
Then he used the Earth Escape Technique and quickly returned to the previous black tower.
The black tower was still the same as before, and its interior hadn't changed at all; it looked exactly as it did when Xing Chen had just left.
"I've already checked this black tower several times and found nothing unusual. However, it's possible that I overlooked something. If I can't find anything unusual this time, then my guess must be wrong."
Xing Chen searched through all three levels of the black tower but still found nothing amiss, which made him increasingly puzzled.
Could it be that his guess was truly wrong? Did this black tower have no relation to exiting this Desert at all?
Xing Chen thought doubtfully as his gaze fell upon a dusty table. After hesitating for a moment, he struck out with his palm.
Ninefold Thunder Palm!
As Xing Chen struck out with his palm, the air trembled slightly, and countless bolts of lightning gathered in his hand, instantly slamming down onto the dust-covered table.
Bang!
A loud noise erupted, and Xing Chen felt a slight jolt in his body. From that dust-covered table, a powerful recoil force surged forth, catching him off guard and nearly causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Indeed, there is something wrong here." Xing Chen stared intently at the table, which still appeared unremarkable and covered in dust. Most people would never suspect anything was amiss with it; even Xing Chen had almost been deceived just moments ago.
If he hadn't approached it with a mindset of trying his luck and slapped the table, he would have likely left without a second thought.
"I want to see just how strong you really are!" After taking a moment to compose himself, Xing Chen took out the Earth Grade Top-Tier Divine Weapon Slaying God Sword. A wave of murderous intent instantly spread out, and a terrifying bloodthirst emanated from the Slaying God Sword.
"One Sword to Slay the God!"
With a flash of bloodlust in his eyes, Xing Chen swung the sword forward with great force. A strikingly vivid blood-red sword light tore through the air and fiercely struck down onto the dust-covered table.
Boom!
A violent explosion rang out, and Xing Chen was immediately sent flying backward. Even the Slaying God Sword nearly slipped from his grasp and flew away.
"Pfft..."
After being blasted away, Xing Chen crashed heavily onto the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
With a pale face, he looked at the table in disbelief. He still couldn't believe that he had been thrown back like that. This seemingly inconspicuous table possessed such power.
"What a pity; I have already used up the power in my Thunderfire Divine Ring. Otherwise, I would have smashed you to pieces!"
Gritting his teeth, Xing Chen stood up, looking at the table ahead with a sense of unwillingness. However, no matter how dissatisfied he felt inside, he realized he had no other options left.
His strongest attack couldn't even leave a scratch on the table, leaving Xing Chen with no options.
"Not good, someone is coming."
Suddenly, Xing Chen's gaze shifted slightly, and with a light stomp on the ground, his figure vanished instantly; he had already hidden himself underground.
"What the hell is this place? There's not even a way out! Are we really going to be stuck in this hellhole for half a month until we're teleported out?"
The voice of Qiu Pengchi echoed from a distance.
"Stop complaining. There's a tower ahead; let's go in and see if we can find any treasures!" Zhao Yiming looked at Qiu Pengchi helplessly. While Qiu Pengchi had many qualities, his incessant complaining was not one of them.
Soon, Zhao Yiming and the others arrived at the black tower. Upon seeing the dusty square table ahead, they paid it no mind and headed straight for the second and third floors.
Then came a string of curses. Xing Chen, listening to their complaints from underground, felt speechless. These rascals were wasting time cursing instead of figuring out how to leave this desert quickly.
"Damn it, this time I really hit rock bottom. After being here for so long without seeing a single treasure, I’ve lost so many valuable items. The most frustrating part is being trapped in this hellhole with no way out."
Qiu Pengchi's incessant cursing finally drew the ire of the other three.
"Enough already! We're all stuck here like you. Why are you the only one who can't stop talking?" Zhang Mengning said coldly.
She had reached her limit with Qiu Pengchi's nagging and could no longer hold back her frustration.
"Exactly. Old friend, we all know you're unhappy, but we're feeling just as bad. Besides, cursing won't help; it's more important to calm down and think of a solution," Zhao Yiming added from the side. He was also getting annoyed with Qiu Pengchi; hearing the same few phrases over and over was grating on his nerves.
"Don't be too hard on him; being trapped in such a place makes anyone irritable. It's understandable for him to vent a little," Lu Yunhe stepped forward to mediate.
"Alright, everyone stop it. I won't nag anymore, so I might as well act like a mute!" Qiu Pengchi glared at the three of them with an unhappy expression.
He then slammed his palm down on the table beside him, choosing to vent his frustration through action instead of words.
Bang!
With that slap, the table remained mostly intact, but he was jolted back a few steps.
"What... what just happened?" After steadying himself, Qiu Pengchi's eyes immediately turned to the table.
The gazes of the others also focused on the table; at that moment, almost everyone could sense that something was off with it.
After all, if it were an ordinary table, Qiu Pengchi's slap would have turned it to dust. How could it possibly have pushed him back?
"This table is problematic!" Zhao Yiming stepped forward a few paces and approached the table, scrutinizing it closely.
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