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Hearing the Sect Master Yun mention that a large group of Evil Cultivators was approaching, Lin Qiubai was momentarily stunned, as if the air around him had solidified. However, he quickly regained his composure.
"Sect Master Yun, if you are coming to rescue me, there is no need. I have a way to escape, so you need not worry!"
The Sect Master Yun, who had been soaring into the air, halted upon hearing these words.
Should he trust Lin Qiubai?
If he rushed in to save him, it would inevitably lead to a bloody battle. There was a Nirvana Realm second-level expert among the Evil Cultivators, whose cultivation was on par with his own.
But the combat power of the Evil Cultivators was extremely fierce.
Under their siege, Lin Qiubai might face the danger of falling.
Yet if he did not intervene, this Supreme Heavenly Dao genius, Lin Qiubai, would perish.
"Lin Qiubai, are you really confident in your escape?"
The Sect Master Yun asked solemnly, his tone filled with gravity.
"I am confident! Sect Master Yun need not come; preserving your own safety is the most important."
Lin Qiubai replied firmly.
In truth, he had no confidence at all, but he could not let the Sect Master Yun come to his death for no reason.
If he were rescued and the Sect Master lost his life because of it...
The price for this is a bit too heavy.
Exchanging Yun Ge Master's life for his own, Lin Qiubai questioned whether he had become that selfish.
Moreover, his belief had always been: there are ten paths in heaven, and if one escapes from one, there is no absolute deadlock.
At present, perhaps it was not yet a desperate situation.
Lin Qiubai turned to look at the Gorge not far away. Gritting his teeth, he flickered and dashed inside.
The Nirvana Realm Expert had sharp senses. If Lin Qiubai ran elsewhere, he would be exposed to the Evil Cultivator's perception and would have nowhere to hide, leading only to death.
It was better to think outside the box and go against the grain—delving deeper into the Gorge. Inside the Gorge, the Nirvana Realm Expert might not dare to recklessly use their senses. As long as Lin Qiubai hid well, the chances of not being discovered were extremely high.
Furthermore, the reward for the second Heavenly Treasure Chest was also within the Gorge. With that in mind, he was even more determined to explore it.
Thoughts raced through his mind as Lin Qiubai arrived in the Gorge.
To his surprise, the Gorge was peaceful and serene.
Colorful birds were foraging on the green hillsides, while animals scurried back and forth, munching on the centuries-old Lingzhi Herb.
The scene was as beautiful as an Eden.
"Impressive."
Lin Qiubai's gaze fell on the center of the Gorge, where there was a massive Spatial Array. Above the Spatial Array was a translucent circular Light Barrier, which was nearly undetectable unless one looked closely.
This is likely a protective measure for the tomb.
Lin Qiubai exclaimed and leaped into the Light Barrier.
For some reason, Lin Qiubai found that he had a peculiar sensitivity to the Formation and Light Barrier around him; he seemed to sense where danger lurked and where it was safe.
For example, the flower bushes ahead appeared tranquil and beautiful, but when Lin Qiubai picked up a stone and threw it, the stone was instantly crushed by the Light Barrier.
In contrast, he boldly walked into an area filled with dry bones and emerged completely unscathed.
"I might be the Formation's Supreme Heavenly Dao."
Lin Qiubai led the Azure Wing Thundercloud Leopard forward at a leisurely pace. Soon, they arrived at the tomb's passage.
The corridor was flanked by massive black stones, with a dark color and a cramped, oppressive space that created a chilling and solemn atmosphere.
The Azure Wing Thundercloud Leopard was too large; unexpectedly, when Lin Qiubai felt a headache coming on, it gradually shrank in size.
"Brother, this Beast King is impressive; its potential is limitless."
Elder Xiao's eyes sparkled. A Beast King that could control its size indicated it possessed an extraordinary Bloodline.
"You stay inside the ring. Don't come out."
Lin Qiubai dismissed Elder Xiao. After securing the ring, he summoned Demon Wugui, who then burst into tears.
"Old Senior, Old Senior, please come out... My Evil Cultivator lineage has no soil left for survival..."
Evil Cultivator was universally condemned, forced to hide in a corner, stripped of all dignity. "Please come out and save us... come out and rescue us..."
Lin Qiubai's acting was superb, crying uncontrollably with genuine emotion, to the point where even Lin Qiubai himself was nearly fooled.
"Alas, junior, come here..."
A sigh echoed from deep underground.
"Two hundred years ago, another junior came here to lament. I lent a helping hand.
Now, another junior has come. Has my Evil Cultivator truly fallen so low?"
As the sigh faded away, all the formations moved like a precise machine, clearing a path for Lin Qiubai.
"I pay my respects to Senior. This junior dares to disturb you..."
Lin Qiubai bowed deeply while secretly observing. This old fellow had been able to kill countless sect leaders two hundred years ago; I wonder how strong he is now?
Before knowing the truth of the situation, Lin Qiubai cautiously lay down, appearing very respectful.
"Rise..."
The old man sitting in the center of the formation waved his hand, and Lin Qiubai's ring flew out.
The iron lump found in White Room Academy Treasure Pavilion appeared in the old man's hand. All the rust on it turned to dust, revealing small golden letters inside.
"Holy Evil Order!"
The old man's murky eyes slightly sparkled with light.
"Even the Holy Evil Order has..."
The old man seemed lost in thought for a moment, as if reminiscing about the past, and sighed with emotion.
"Do you know how powerful the Evil Cultivator faction once was?
Five hundred years ago, during the Shengxian Dynasty, there were ten holy places, and my Evil King Sect was the foremost among them.
But later, the nine holy places joined forces to attack us, and all the high-ranking members of our sect were besieged and killed.
In that battle, over half of the peak powers of the ten holy places were lost. As for my Evil King Sect, we were completely uprooted. I had no choice but to flee into the wilderness, and then I died here."
The old man spoke dejectedly, then turned his gaze toward Lin Qiubai.
"I see that you have remarkable talent, with a unique understanding of formations. Moreover, that insect on your shoulder... Oh? It's actually... a Holy-level Life Insect!
Impressive! A natural insect cultivator king!
Hahahahaha, heaven has eyes, sending me such a good seedling! Wonderful, wonderful!"
The entire underground echoed with the old man's laughter, demonstrating just how joyous he was.
"With your mastery of Supreme Heavenly Dao, possessing a holy insect and a special holy physique! Even in our time, you would be an extraordinary figure. Are you willing to accept my inheritance? To become my direct disciple?"
"I would be more than willing."
Lin Qiubai felt a surge of joy in his heart. With the Evil Cultivator's Inheritance, for every one he obtained, there would be one less powerful Evil Cultivator.
"Alright, but you must accept my test.
Within three breaths, show me your most ruthless side.
You can harm yourself, sever a part of your body, or you can kill the Beast King behind you. In any case, you must satisfy me; otherwise, you will die a miserable death here."
After saying this, the old man's voice turned extremely cold, like the wails of a vengeful spirit.
The test of an Evil Cultivator is exceptionally cruel, and because of this, many Evil Cultivators are missing something—be it an ear or a finger.
This is the initiation rite into becoming an Evil Cultivator. Wei Sanjie was missing a finger.
Lin Qiubai fell into silence.
Harm myself?
Kill the Beast King?
"You have one last breath; you'd better move quickly, or else... the consequences for you will be dire."
The old man's gaze was icy. If one harbored mercy and could not be ruthless to oneself, how could they become an Evil Cultivator? How could they slaughter others mercilessly?
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