Urban Martial Saint

In the face of everyone’s gaze, Wan Yan Yong showed not the slightest guilt or hesitation. He casually threw the corpse toward Du Canglang, then turned around to escape from the corner of the wall.

However, given Du Canglang’s strength, how could he give him such an opportunity? Du Canglang struck with one hand, knocking the corpse aside, and continued rushing towards Wan Yan Yong, delivering another palm strike.

Wan Yan Yong originally thought he could escape, but unexpected was Du Canglang’s speed, completely contrary to his assumptions. He didn’t have time to think and hurriedly grabbed another member of the Wanyan Family, once again using his family member to block the deadly blow.

After consecutively killing two Wanyan Family members, Du Canglang sneered coldly, ”The Wanyan Family is indeed ruthless and cruel. Using even those with a blood relationship as shields, hmph, no wonder the Wanyan Family has the strength it does today!”

By this time, other Wanyan Family members realized that Wan Yan Yong didn’t care about their lives or deaths. To save himself, he was willing to use others as targets to protect himself, which made everyone noticeably confused, and their gazes towards Wan Yan Yong changed from initial respect to anger and disdain.

Wan Yan Yong ignored everyone’s gazes again, reaching out to grab two Wanyan Family members nearby. Before Du Canglang could strike again, he threw these two towards Du Canglang. At this moment, he had no other thoughts but to slow down Du Canglang’s offensive, to buy some time for himself; escaping the trap at the corner of the wall was the most critical.

Witnessing such a situation, the Wanyan Family members fully understood that approaching Du Canglang now was courting death. To keep himself alive, Du Canglang completely disregarded their lives. So, everyone hastily ran away from Wan Yan Yong’s side, not daring to get close, avoiding him as if he were a venomous snake or scorpion.

Originally planning another attack on Wan Yan Yong, Du Canglang was slightly slowed when Wan Yan Yong suddenly threw two people at him. By the time he sent the two flying, Wan Yan Yong had already escaped the corner and was attempting to dash past him.

”Where do you think you’re going?” Du Canglang coldly shouted, swiftly sidestepping to block Wan Yan Yong’s path. Du Canglang was too fast, and escaping past him seemed impossible for Wan Yan Yong. Seeing Du Canglang sidestep, Wan Yan Yong didn’t hesitate and instead turned to run toward the seven intersecting paths, as though intending to escape into them.

Du Canglang furrowed his brow; he blocked this path, but he hadn’t considered the seven intersecting paths, as he didn’t think Wan Yan Yong would actually run in there. Unexpectedly, in his desperation to survive, Wan Yan Yong recklessly ran towards the intersecting paths. These paths were full of traps, which Wan Yan Yong was well aware of. Running into the intersecting paths seemed like a path to suicide.

Yet, Wan Yan Yong had no choice at this point. He realized Du Canglang primarily wanted him dead, given that he was also a Peak Master. Regardless of his actions, even using Wanyan Family members as shields, he knew he couldn’t escape the Cave. Hence, he chose to run into the seven intersecting paths. Despite the dangers and losses they’d faced inside before, it was still a better option than being killed by Du Canglang outside. With Du Canglang’s formidable strength, continuing the fight outside would mean certain death. In contrast, entering the intersecting paths might not lead to death; he could even enter The Tomb of the Duwang Sect Master, turning disaster into fortune.

Du Canglang saw through Wan Yan Yong’s little plan and realized it was too late to stop him once he reached the seven intersecting paths. Du Canglang let out a loud shout and suddenly charged forward, striking with his right palm in the air towards Wan Yan Yong.

The formidable palm force cut through the air, straight toward Wan Yan Yong’s back. Though Wan Yan Yong was running, he could feel the pressure behind him, which made him resist it. Wan Yan Yong understood well that Du Canglang was quick, and having seized the chance to escape into the paths, evading the hit would cause a delay, allowing Du Canglang to catch up, making entry impossible. Thus, he endured the hit.

Du Canglang’s palm strike hit Wan Yan Yong’s back, sending him flying into the air, and Wan Yan Yong simultaneously rushed into the centermost path among the seven. Before Wan Yan Yong hit the ground, he spat out two mouthfuls of blood but did not stop, charging deeper into the path. By the time Du Canglang pursued, he was already deep within the path.

Standing at the entrance, Du Canglang peered inside, his brow tightly furrowed. Despite his formidable strength, he didn’t dare underestimate the Tomb-laden Cave. This was The Tomb of the Duwang Sect Master, who was no ordinary figure. The traps inside must be highly dangerous, and Du Canglang was unwilling to venture in recklessly.

”Wan Yan Yong, even if you escape into that path, what can you do?” Du Canglang said coldly, ”I’ll wait right here. I don’t believe you won’t come out. The tomb has no food or water; I’ll guard here for a few days and starve you out!”

There was no sound from within, uncertain whether Wan Yan Yong had run far or didn’t want to reply. Du Canglang stood at the entrance, frowning slightly. While pondering whether to enter the path to drag Wan Yan Yong out, he suddenly heard slight footsteps behind him. Turning sharply, he saw the Wanyan Family members cautiously moving towards the Stone Corridor. They were clearly trying to leave quietly while Du Canglang was unaware.

”Stop right there!” shouted Du Canglang coldly, causing the Wanyan Family members to shudder and stop in their tracks, not daring to move further, each trembling as they watched Du Canglang, unsure if he’d kill them all there.

Du Canglang scanned them coldly and, without further action, returned to his previous spot, turning to observe the Cave’s interior.

”You Wanyan Family members entered those seven paths earlier, correct?” Du Canglang asked seriously, ”Tell me about the situation inside the paths.”

The crowd exchanged glances, with no one speaking for a moment. Du Canglang, somewhat irate, said, ”Keep silent, and I’ll kill you first!”

His words startled them, and they quickly spoke over each other to describe the paths to Du Canglang. However, with all talking simultaneously, their babble left Du Canglang unable to catch anything meaningful.

Frustrated, Du Canglang gestured sharply to silence them, then glanced around before pointing at one person, instructing, ”You, tell me!”

The chosen one did not dare hide anything, hurriedly recounting their previous journey through the seven paths to Du Canglang. Listening on the side, Ye Qing found their account similar to what Wen’er had revealed. The South Ridge Sect had also ventured into the paths before and knew of the traps they contained.

Upon hearing about the conditions within the seven paths, Du Canglang’s brow furrowed tightly. They described the traps inside, and though he hadn’t entered, their details gave him a clear sense of the dangers. These traps were exceedingly dangerous and unsolvable, imbuing fear. Attempting to traverse them to reach the final path seemed near impossible.

”What were they thinking when building this tomb?” Ye Qing pondered aloud, seeing Du Canglang silent, ”The seven paths’ traps alone prevent passage; why make seven? A single path could seal the entrance; only those knowing the traps could enter. One is enough to block entry—why build more? Isn’t it wasteful?”

”You’re mistaken!” Du Canglang shook his head, seriously saying, ”Not every path leads to the final burial chamber.”

”Really?” Ye Qing asked curiously, ”They said all paths reach the final chamber.”

”They’re not wrong.” Du Canglang glanced at Ye Qing, ”But whether a path leads to the chamber depends on timing. The seven paths are connected uniquely; at any moment, only one path leads to the chamber—the others do not. Afterward, a different path opens, previously open paths become dead ends. It’s a rare yet effective ancient tomb-guarding method. Guessing inside blindly leads to downfall!”