Chapter 619: Chapter 619 From One Trap To Another
Despite this reality, the route ahead was sealed off, so how could we get away?
Even if I pushed myself to the absolute limit, there was no chance I could shatter this obstruction!
Behind us, the two male corpses advanced step by step.
They drew nearer and nearer, and the crushing force radiating from them nearly suffocated us!
I felt growing dread, as if the two beings ahead were like fiends!
"Damn it!" the mustached man clenched his jaw, pulling out multiple magical tools from his Spatial Magic Artifact.
"I’ll attempt to hold them back; you figure out how to smash through this wall!" he told me.
I nodded quickly, then pulled out the bronze sword, planning to test if I could break through with it.
Right then, the mustached man yelled out loud, unleashing the magical tools from his grip!
But an incredible scene played out.
With just one look from the two male corpses, every magical tool crumbled to dust!
"How... how is this possible!" I stared in shock!
I knew the magical tools in his possession were top-tier for their era!
Yet even these premium artifacts were effortlessly destroyed by a single glance!
What kind of strength and skill could that indicate?
"We’re done for!" The mustached man’s complexion went white as he witnessed what happened.
He understood that regardless of how many magical tools they possessed, it would likely be futile to hold back these two male corpses!
"Move aside, let me attempt it!" I rushed to the front.
I gazed nervously at the two male corpses, sensing mounting fear in my core. The fear came from the enormous difference in our power and couldn’t be contained!
Gripping the bronze sword tightly, I bellowed in fury, channeling all my spiritual energy into the blade. My form then launched upward, and I attacked with everything I had!
"Clang!"
The instant my sword touched their forms, it was immediately knocked away!
The immense force sent me tumbling to the floor, blood spurting from my lips!
"How could such creatures exist in this realm..." My face went ashen, my soul filled with complete horror.
"It’s finished. We’re doomed." The mustached man lost it at that point.
He had explored countless tombs, but he had never encountered such a mighty presence!
"Don’t you know how to create a formation? Quick, make a formation to transport us away from here!" I yelled.
The mustached man couldn’t stop himself from swearing, "Do you believe formations can be created that simply? Do you think I have the time to build a formation?!"
"Besides, do you believe a formation would help against such creatures?!"
My expression became even darker. The two male corpses were drawing closer and closer, and the massive pressure they released felt like it would soon crush us flat!
"It’s hopeless... they don’t even have to act. We’ll be turned into mush just from their overwhelming force!" I said in agony.
I hunched my frame, as if I would soon crumble to my knees.
Snapping noises echoed throughout my body, as if my bones were about to shatter. Fractures even started forming on my arms and legs!
"I warned you we should have departed immediately!" the mustached man couldn’t stop cursing.
"Now, The Master will perish here..."
I stayed quiet. I gazed up at the two male corpses, as my thoughts spun, frantically seeking an escape route.
"I’ve got it!"
Right then, I had a sudden inspiration as if I had discovered an answer!
I quickly pulled out the ancient scroll I had taken from the casket and flung it forward.
Though I wasn’t sure if it would succeed, I could only attempt it.
"Buzz!"
The scroll hovered over the male corpses, emanating an ancient, eternal presence.
The two male corpses halted their advance.
They gazed up at the scroll.
The mood grew tense, and my worry peaked!
"Did it succeed?" the mustached man questioned.
I ground my teeth and replied, "I’m not sure. We can only attempt it. If it fails, we’ll give this item back!"
The mustached man agreed, saying, "Right, survival is what matters."
The scroll stayed floating in the air, while the two male corpses just gazed at it blankly.
"Quick, bring out your bracelet and garments!" I shouted.
At this crucial moment, the mustached man didn’t dare hesitate any longer. He rapidly retrieved the garments and bracelet and tossed them ahead.
The garments drifted through the space, soaring toward the two male corpses.
The moment the male corpses spotted the garments, a hint of terror sparked in their eyes!
The following second, they spun around and departed, with somewhat hurried steps.
All the overwhelming auras disappeared at that instant, and everything became calm again.
I panted heavily, and the weight on my frame had nearly choked me.
"It actually succeeded!" the mustached man said with excitement.
"My friend, your mind really functions!"
Yet I stayed silent, my expression full of conflicted feelings. The events from before kept replaying in my thoughts.
When the two male corpses spotted the garments, they appeared extremely terrified.
It’s worth noting that they were beings who had exceeded mighty realm practitioners!
Such unbeatable creatures were frightened away by simple clothing...
What tier must the masked woman reach, then?
What had she accomplished to make these two legendary practitioners so scared that they would be frightened even by her garments?
"Let’s rush and depart. I don’t want to remain in this location for another second." The mustached man retrieved his garments, bracelet, and the scroll, pushing to leave.
I nodded and stopped pondering the issue. Instead, I agreed, "Yes, we should return and see what’s happening."
"Return?" The mustached man was surprised.
"Return where?"
I looked at him and said, "Obviously, exit the Immortal Slaying Sect. We’ll go back the way we entered."
Hearing this, the mustached man went quiet.
After a pause, he tapped my shoulder and said, "My friend, I would suggest you don’t depart right now."
I creased my brow, asking, "Why not?"
The mustached man answered seriously, "In the month you’ve been missing, all the young elites have advanced. A fresh Peak Form of Military Marquis has even appeared in the Capital City Martial Arts Association."
"Furthermore, the Capital City Martial Arts Association has declared that you’re dead. If you’re not dead, then this directly challenges their authority."
"They will certainly go to any lengths to eliminate you as fast as possible, even if it requires deploying a Martial Saint!"
After hearing this, I went silent.
The mustached man made a valid point – I knew I had constantly challenged the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s and different noble families’ boundaries.
"You’re well-known now. No matter where you travel, you’ll be the focus of attention, and once you show yourself, there will be no way out," the mustached man went on.
