freenovelworld Chapter 1276 Escape
Chapter 1276 Escape
Gradually, Lao Liu's rambling voice subsided.
He discovered that the bloodthirsty aura emanating from the four grandmasters had intensified.
There are still faint signs of restlessness.
It looks like they're just waiting for the order to pounce and tear him to pieces.
"Ah."
The boy suddenly chuckled and tilted his head to glance at the two disheveled figures.
They lingered for a moment, especially on the hem of Lao Liu's clothes, which was charred black by the eerie fire.
"So, it turns out that the Thief of Spirits Sect has been passed down to this generation, and they don't even dare to admit the business they're in anymore?"
He took a step forward with an air of old age and said slowly:
"I thought that someone who could break my Yin Fire Killing Formation must be an extraordinary person... at the very least, someone who should be a well-known figure in the Thief Spirit Sect."
"I never expected him to be such a cowardly coward hiding his true colors."
These words struck not only Lao Liu like a thunderbolt, but also Jiang Xiaochuan was deeply shaken!
He had previously sketched out the image of the descendant of the Zhenling Division in his mind; even if he wasn't an elderly man in his eighties, he should at least be a capable middle-aged man.
To my surprise, it turned out to be a kid who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old!
Moreover, judging from what the boy said, their smooth breakthrough all the way, and even their eventual forced entry into that life gate, was all the result of his deliberate guidance.
"You...you said...you are the one who..."
The sixth brother's voice was terribly hoarse, "Those traps... the Yin Fire Path... the Mountain Moving Illusion Array... were all set up by you... you little brat?!"
"Ha, so you admit it?"
The boy smiled happily, deliberately glancing sideways at the black-robed priest with a smug look, completely ignoring the sixth brother's exasperation.
Having been tricked by this young punk, Lao Liu knew that pretending to be just passing by would only make things worse; these people were clearly not fools.
"You claim to be a descendant of the Zhenling Division, yet you have no backbone and are helping evil cultists!"
When it comes to empty talk, Lao Liu has never been inferior to anyone. Even in a dangerous situation, he still kept babbling, "Aren't you afraid that your ancestors' coffin lids won't be able to hold you down and will crawl out in the middle of the night to take you away?"
Upon hearing this, the boy raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting the sixth brother to resort to this kind of moral suppression.
However, he was not persuaded at all. Instead, he sneered, "Our job as the Mausoleum Guardians is to protect the tombs and suppress you grave robbers."
"Besides, they gave me a safe haven where I wouldn't be hunted down. I'm watching over their graves for them. It's a win-win situation. What's wrong with that?"
As he spoke, the boy's sarcasm deepened:
"...Isn't it better than you? You've been stubborn for so long, but aren't you just a dying man?"
These words were like a slap in the face, landing hard on Lao Liu's cheek.
The boy was telling the truth; they were surrounded by four grandmasters and were like lambs to the slaughter.
Instantly, Lao Liu was rendered speechless, unable to utter a single coherent word for a long time.
Just when everyone thought that the sixth brother was out of options, he suddenly took two steps forward and bowed deeply to the black-robed priest.
"Senior! I am the sect leader of the Tomb Raider Sect! In terms of tomb raiding skills and tomb guarding techniques, I am far superior to this young upstart!"
"You're so generous, you don't hold grudges against me, please accept me too!"
"I guarantee that I will guard the Crimson Blood Cult's Holy Tomb like an iron fortress, so that not even a fly can get in, and I will not let a single treasure be lost!"
Jiang Xiaochuan watched in disbelief. This Lao Liu truly had the instinct to be afraid of death and opportunistic to the core.
The boy was taken aback by his sudden change of expression, and then frowned, clearly not expecting that the sixth brother would be so shameless.
Unlike the reactions of the others, the black-robed priest remained completely unmoved when faced with Lao Liu's self-recommendation.
They seem to have long been accustomed to the greed and cowardice in human nature.
"I thought you would perish in the Holy Tomb and keep that secret forever, which might bring peace to my Holy Church."
After a moment of silence, the black-robed priest sighed, his voice carrying a weariness born of a world-weary perspective:
"I never expected you all to escape... Perhaps it's all fate."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the obsequious face of the sixth brother, and said in a deep voice, "Since that's the case, then hand over the sacred object of my Holy Sect!"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the four grandmasters lit up instantly, their already burning gazes becoming even more greedy and eager.
Jiang Xiaochuan felt a chill run down his spine. Although the old man hadn't said it explicitly, everyone present understood.
The sacred object he spoke of was none other than Bloodlust!
Old Six is a coward who's afraid of death; he might actually betray himself to save his own life!
Jiang Xiaochuan pondered inwardly but was powerless to do anything. Now that the four grandmasters had launched an attack, he had no room to resist.
To his surprise, the sixth brother's eyes darted around twice, and the next second he looked up and said in a serious tone:
"Senior, you're joking! What sacred object? I've never heard of it in my life, let alone handed it over."
Jiang Xiaochuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This fat guy was reliable at the crucial moment and didn't really let him down.
The black-robed priest fell silent again upon hearing this.
A moment later, he calmly gave an order to the man in black robes behind him:
"Go and bring over the people from the Blood Punishment Hall. Hand them over, and we'll get the answer."
"Yes."
A man in black robes behind him responded softly and immediately turned around.
"The Blood Punishment Hall?"
Lao Liu's temples throbbed violently. The name itself reeked of bloodshed, and even a fool could tell it wasn't a good place.
He cursed inwardly, "Looks like this old guy is trying to kill me."
"It seems that the smoke escape talisman I finally managed to get is going to be lost again."
The moment a look of pain crossed his face, Lao Liu swiftly reached into his robes.
Then he pointed to the ground and there was a muffled "thump".
A thick cloud of black smoke billowed out, instantly enveloping him entirely.
The four masters reacted extremely quickly, immediately striking the black smoke with their palms, but their palms passed through the smoke and missed!
When the smoke cleared, there was no sign of Lao Liu anywhere.
At the same time, his mocking shouts came from all directions, "Fatty's not playing with you guys anymore!!"
"Kid, your little tricks are nothing! When I come out of seclusion again, I'll show you the true skills of the Spirit Thief Sect!"
"Hey Jiang, I'll send your men to rescue you, so you'd better hold on!"
The four masters looked around blankly as they heard the voice.
The black smoke was neither formed from spiritual energy nor ordinary smoke; it was incredibly strange that it could instantly block a grandmaster's senses!
No one expected that this fat man, with his big head and ears, would have such a strange way of escaping!
Even the usually composed black-robed priest's gaze flickered beneath his hood, clearly not expecting the sixth prince to pull such a stunt.
Jiang Xiaochuan was not surprised by Lao Liu's sudden escape; on the contrary, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Lao Liu is unreliable, he's excellent at saving his own life. It's better for him to escape than for the two of them to be trapped here.