123: Chapter 022: Yin Wind Ancient Tomb 123: Chapter 022: Yin Wind Ancient Tomb Zhou Yan continued forward for a moment, and suddenly, he saw a massive, column-like, circular black hole in front of him.

Inside the black hole, there was ancient, blood-red Sword Intent, and within the Sword Intent, blood-colored fruits pulsed like flames!

Upon seeing this scene, Zhou Yan’s heart violently twitched as if the feeling of being called upon when he passed by Carefree Main City earlier had resurfaced!

It was a call, a call from the Soul, as if someone was summoning his Soul to leave his body!

Zhou Yan suddenly and truly experienced this sensation; his scalp went numb, chills ran down his spine, and his whole body turned cold!

Almost instantly, his voice somewhat changing color, he said, “Is this the road to the City of No Tears?

Why does it look so much like a person’s eye?”

After he finished speaking, he looked carefully and indeed, it was an eyeball, a massive one that overshadowed the sun, vividly grown in this space, its pitch-black pupil clearly visible and palpable.

As Zhou Yan looked, a chill shot straight to the top of his head, his heart filled with extreme dismay at such a conclusion, making him involuntarily inhale a breath of cold air, feeling chills all over.

“Eyes?”

Li Qimeng found it strange, and then she glanced towards the pitch-black hole in front, suddenly, inexplicably, her delicate body trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying it directly onto Zhou Yan’s back.

At the same time, she let out a terrible scream.

Before Zhou Yan could react, a sinister wind suddenly blew around her, swirling the life energy around her like spring water.

Zhou Yan reached out to grab her, but Li Qimeng’s figure suddenly became like a ripple of water, like a shadow, and just disappeared.

The Vitality Energy still dispersed like mist in the Void, drifting like ripples, and at that moment, Zhou Yan grasped at nothing, and Li Qimeng just disappeared like that.

The sinister wind continued to blow intermittently, with each gust taking a large amount of Life Energy away!

“Li Qimeng?

Li Qimeng, where are you?”

Zhou Yan’s face drastically changed, and almost subconsciously, he took a step forward, but with that step, heaven and earth spun, as if a fault had occurred in space-time, and the sensation of being transported abruptly appeared then vanished, and suddenly, the space changed directly, and he found himself in a cavernous space resembling a giant cave.

The spiritual Life Energy still dispersed like mist, but the change in environment was also incredibly realistic.

Zhou Yan didn’t know where he was, but here, he couldn’t sense Li Qimeng’s presence.

He felt somewhat empty inside and also worried; if Li Qimeng, with her strength, got lost here, it was mostly likely going to end badly.

Just now, Li Qimeng had pledged her loyalty, fully becoming one of his own, such a lovely and beautiful girl, such a high-handed and spirited ‘Goddess’, but now, she had plunged into limitless danger… Zhou Yan felt terrible.

Along the way, they hadn’t spoken much, but the scene where Li Qimeng had protected him, fighting desperately against Ji Taichong, still deeply lingered in his heart.

Even the initial moment when Li Qimeng flew over his head, drawing Ji Taichong’s subordinates, and when she chased up to him to express her gratitude after he killed those three Cultivators, those scenes continually played in his mind as if they had happened just yesterday.

He had a terrible premonition in his heart that Li Qimeng was in great danger…

He took a deep breath, striving to suppress the worry and restlessness in his heart, and no longer allowed himself to be passive.

Such a place, seemingly without an Array, gave an extremely realistic feeling, not seeming like an illusion, but it might well be that the more realistic it is, the more false it really is.

Conversely, some fake things make people believe they are real more than others.

“This is the result of insufficient strength!”

Hatred surged in Zhou Yan’s heart, feelings of powerlessness continuously battered his body and mind, but he endured, not exploding.

He observed the environment that seemed naturally formed like a limestone cave, looking at the giant stalactites hanging down, and Zhou Yan diligently calculated the possibilities of the Array, calculating the patterns of the flowing energy, so as to find a way out for himself.

However, this approach seemed somewhat futile because the previously correct pathways had suddenly become confused, causing the initially correct route to collapse.

Now, re-establishing contact seemed impossible, so a recalculation was necessary.

For the recalculation, he needed the initial data, a series of initial data, which Zhou Yan remembered well due to his excellent memory.

What he needed now was to recalculate, so at this moment, he stood there without further action, silently calculating the characteristics of the energy flow in his heart.

The characteristic of energy flow was an indirect proof of an environment’s Energy System, a primary research finding of his master on Arrays.

In his master’s words, “Natural energy is a whole; even if it is extremely small, it remains a whole.

Just like the flames that burn, which outwardly possess only the energy of fire, but the matter that burns might contain the energy of water and the attribute of wood, and after the flames die down, they then possess the attribute of metal, etc.

An environment, where the main energy is whole.

If there is no sense of wholeness, then one can determine that an Array has suppressed some normal energy flow, or, the environment itself is not complete.

That is to say, the environment is a false environment.”

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In this regard, Zhou Yan also deeply experienced it now.

Hence, facing this place that seemed to have no Array, but in reality was full of Transmission Arrays all over, Zhou Yan was not panicked; instead, he gradually, through calculations, determined the direction of the energy flow once again.

He could confirm that Li Qimeng had been transported only a few thousand meters from the normal path in this area.

But in these few thousand meters, possibly filled with countless random Transmission Arrays, she needed to not encounter any danger with any stray step she made because once she took a wrong step, she would be transported away again.

In that case, it would be nearly impossible to find her.

Zhou Yan calculated the result, his heart growing even heavier.

His face was somewhat stern as he steadily followed the calculated path, no longer making any mistakes.

Walking nearly 300 meters along this road, Zhou Yan passed through several stalactites that resembled pillars of spiritual light, feeling the cold wind growing even more frantic.

It swept in waves, seeming to fear a certain aura within his body and dared not approach.

Yet, this energy persisted around him, seemingly relentless.

A whirlwind surged towards him, but spun away about two meters from Zhou Yan, stirring a large amount of life energy, creating ripples like waves on water, inexplicably adding more energy waves to the space.

This invisible energy, due to such rippling fluctuations, became visible to the naked eye.

This gust of cold wind swept past, casual to the extreme, as if it had triumphantly provoked him!

After the cold wind, another wave followed, carrying an even more terrifying aura—an energy that chilled one’s heart.

Zhou Yan could almost see that within this cold wind, there seemed to be an ancient evil Sword Spirit hidden, crazily cackling with a ghastly face.

“It’s getting too wild, totally out of line, seeking death!”

Enraged, Zhou Yan directly channeled his Inner Strength and True Qi, releasing a powerful punch infused with Dragon Form Xingyi Fist Intent at the cold wind.

The formidable punch landed squarely on the gust.

When energy couldn’t be used, Inner Strength and Fist Technique were the fundamental means of survival.

Sure enough, the explosively masculine Xingyi Fist’s Inner Strength burst forth like steam hissing under flame, emitting a mysterious crackling sound.

That sound seemed targeted at the Soul, and even Zhou Yan, with his invincible soul, flinched upon hearing it, momentarily losing his focus and going blank!

In that instant, Zhou Yan could only watch as the cold wind enveloped his body.

His body was swept by the wind, and suddenly the floor beneath him vanished, changing the environment of the cave abruptly.

It was still inside a cave, where he could sense the dampness, but this location no longer had the stalactites of before.

The previously calculated environment was now thrown into chaos.

This time, Zhou Yan didn’t continue to calculate his position through energy but involuntarily looked into the distance after his arrival.

There was an ancient hall with many green stone coffins, each with extremely ancient runes deeply engraved on them, every Rune containing the oldest Sword Intent.

To the side of the hall was a room built of stone walls, like a cave dwelling carved out of the cave.

The room looked extravagant, as the walls were made of top-grade Spirit Crystals, bright and imposingly spiritual.

Even from his corner among the coffins, Zhou Yan distinctly felt the terrifying spiritual energy.

But that wasn’t what amazed him; he was astonished that the cold wind had vanished, brought him here, yet he hadn’t suffered any damage!

This was secondary; what primarily shocked him was seeing Ji Taichong doing something to Feng Ling Bamboo that he couldn’t even imagine!

Feng Lingqing seemed to be sealed, unable to move at all.

And Ji Taichong was standing in front of her, his hand already reaching towards her chest.

Zhou Yan concentrated and held his breath, controlling his body with Inner Strength to calm all sorts of aura within him, then quietly observed from a distance.

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“Let me go, and I won’t interfere with your affairs anymore.”

Feng Ling Bamboo’s voice was cool, but her tone carried a hint of negotiation.

“Let you go?

This is the Ancient Tomb on the Ancient Forbidden Road that leads to the City of No Tears, where could you go?

Do you think you know coffins better than I do?

I grew up and cultivated in coffins; this place is my paradise.”

Ji Taichong laughed loudly, very much pleased with himself.

“Tai Chong Spiritualists, don’t forget—” Feng Ling Bamboo’s voice grew firm, no longer willing to negotiate, “I and the young lady are both designated by Tai Xu Spiritualists!

I hope you’re not joking and thinking like those despicable men wanting to take advantage of me!”

“Tai Xu is my younger brother.

Who dares take advantage of you?

Then I, Ji Taichong, will break his neck and chop off his ‘goods’!”

Ji Taichong snickered creepily, his hand still dishonestly reaching for Feng Ling Bamboo’s heaving chest.

“If you dare to touch me, I have the Sword Soul imprint that can be transmitted out, and you will surely be ruined!

But if you show your sincerity, I might not even resist what you want to do!

But if you insist on this, I will never blindly follow!

Unlike other lowly women, I’ve never truly considered mingling with men, and that includes Tai Xu Spiritualists as well!

So, don’t deceive yourself!”

Feng Ling Bamboo’s gaze sharpened, realizing that since Ji Taichong had captured her, she had already run out of options and thus had started using tactics.

She wasn’t foolish and knew men well—she knew that the higher their status and capability, the more they enjoyed conquering disobedient women because they see too many compliant women regularly!

It’s only the incompetent men who rarely encounter women, who like being spoon-fed fantasies.

As long as she could slowly control his emotions, she would have a way…

“Indeed, you’re still like this, haha, I like it.

Alright, I’ll enjoy a quick touch first, then we can talk about serious matters!”

Ji Taichong indeed didn’t get angry but instead laughed out loud.