Chapter 66: The Golden Crow’s Trap and a Test of Trust

Meanwhile, the three outside the Blazing Tomb watched the screen, lost in thought.

Xuanyuan Yi was the first to speak.

“How strange.

This entire journey has been nothing but demonic beasts.

There’s nothing of value here.”

“Could this just be a trial ground for the Platinum Great Peng clan?”

Xuanyuan Yi seemed to strongly agree with Situ Ye’s guess, nodding repeatedly.

“I think so, too.”

However, Liu Ruoqing held a different opinion.

“That’s unlikely.

If this were merely a trial ground, they wouldn’t have set up such a massive isolation formation around the perimeter.

The resources required for such a formation are immense.

The Great Peng King once commanded legions of demons; he wouldn’t do something so senseless.

There must be something special about this Blazing Tomb.”

Just then, Shi Huanyu’s voice suddenly emanated from the jade pendant in Liu Ruoqing’s embrace.

“Ruoqing’s guess is correct.

Those rotten pieces of wood they saw earlier… if I’m not mistaken, that was Fusang wood.

Considering the roots on the ground as well, I suspect a Fusang Tree once stood there.”

“A Fusang Tree?”

Both Xuanyuan Yi and Liu Ruoqing looked bewildered; this was clearly beyond their scope of knowledge.

Situ Ye, standing to the side, explained.

“The Fusang Tree is a divine tree from the legends, the roosting place of the Golden Crow clan.

It possesses the power to nourish souls and gather spiritual energy.

And because it is the divine tree of the Golden Crows, if one truly did roost there, it’s possible a trace of the Golden Crow’s divinity remains.

Anyone who could capture that wisp of divinity might comprehend techniques of the ultimate yang, or even master an Immortal Beast Martial Form.”

Xuanyuan Yi’s eyes widened.

“Are you serious? Something from the legends?”

Liu Ruoqing spoke up from the side.

“No wonder.

That would explain it.

If the Fusang Tree is a divine tree, then its wood must be a treasure as well, right?”

A sigh came from Shi Huanyu through the jade pendant.

“Alas, under normal circumstances, it would be.

But I observed that the spiritual energy in the Fusang wood has completely dissipated.

It must have been drained of its essence, causing it to wither and die.

Without its spiritual energy, Fusang wood is no different from a piece of rotten timber.”

“Ah, so that’s how it is.”

Hearing this, a flicker of regret crossed the faces of all three.

Had the divine tree truly been alive, they would have loved to behold its glory and see what this legendary object actually looked like.

Meanwhile, within the Yuqian Sect.

Seated at the same drinking table, Bei Yunlan watched the scene within the sphere, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“According to Valley Master Shi’s analysis, the Fusang wood was drained of its spiritual energy.

In that case, any remaining power should have dissipated quickly.

Why, then, do I still see a faint trace of spiritual energy lingering on it?”

Fu Haiqing, who was beside him, spoke up.

“That would mean the Fusang Tree withered and collapsed only recently.

Wait… could it be that someone reached it before these demon kings…?”

Just then, something on the screen caught the attention of the hitherto silent Mu Xianxian.

“Never mind that for now, something new has appeared…

Is that… a statue of a Golden Crow?”

Inside the cavern.

The assembled demon kings were all captivated by the crimson gate before them.

Even from a distance, they could feel the scorching aura emanating from within.

“I knew it!

The Great Peng King wouldn’t do something pointless.

There’s definitely treasure inside.”

With that, the demon king charged forward.

The others didn’t hesitate, rushing toward the gate as well.

Some were already secretly preparing, ready to employ their own methods.

The only reason these demon kings had been able to explore the ruins so amicably was the complete lack of anything valuable along the way.

Had there been any real treasures, they would have likely beaten each other to a bloody pulp by now.

In an instant, the eight demon kings reached the entrance of the crimson gate.

At that moment, a crimson light flashed in the eyes of the Golden Crow statues flanking the entrance, and a searing wave of heat surged forth.

Only then did the demon kings sense that something was wrong, but it was already too late to escape.

A massive golden cage composed of flames materialized in an instant, trapping all eight demon kings, as a torrent of golden fire ignited within.

In a flash, the flames engulfed the bodies of the eight demon kings.

Hidden in the shadows, Yin Kang Xuehan watched with her heart pounding in terror.

If Qin Yangjun hadn’t stopped her just moments ago, she would have likely met the same fate.

She knew these flames couldn’t truly defeat the demon kings; at most, they would only sustain some injuries.

But this was also the perfect opportunity to strike.

She glanced at Qin Yangjun beside her.

But Qin Yangjun simply shook his head.

“Not yet.”

The next moment, a formidable demonic aura erupted, and the figures of several demon kings became visible within the flames.

“Meili True Fire…

This doesn’t seem like the Great Peng King’s handiwork.”

One of the demon kings stared at the cage of fire, his expression grave.

This Meili True Fire possesses an extremely potent spirit-devouring property.

It is tangible yet formless, making it impossible to collect, let alone use to create a trap.

“Forget whose work this is for now!

This Meili Fire can devour demonic energy.

This is no time to hold back.

Let’s break this cage first.”

Upon hearing this demon king’s words, the other kings all revealed strange expressions.

“Alright.”

“Fine.”

“…”

The demon kings all voiced their agreement.

“In that case, on my command, we will all attack the cage’s weak point together.”

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One!”

Yet, when the demon king finished his countdown, not a single one of them moved—including the one who had spoken first.

Instead, they all glanced at those around them.

For eight Mahayana Realm demon kings, breaking this cage was not difficult.

However, once they committed to an attack, they couldn’t pull back, or they would suffer a backlash from the flames.

If even one of them held back and tried to sabotage the effort, the others would likely suffer a great loss.

They might not die, but they would certainly be in no condition to compete for the treasures behind the stone gate.

Every one of them understood this point perfectly.

And so, seeing that no one had made a move, they all let out a derisive sneer.

The group looked at the demon king who had spoken first with faces full of contempt.

But that demon king was thick-skinned, completely unfazed by the stares of those around him.

At a time like this, the only safe method was to wait it out.

This Meili True Fire had no source flame; it wouldn’t burn for long and couldn’t kill them.

It didn’t matter if most of their demonic energy was depleted from resisting the flames.

After all, they were demon kings.

Who among them didn’t possess items for recovery?

At this moment, their true concern was not the trap, but the people around them.

From the shadows, Yin Kang Xuehan watched the demon kings in the cage without a word.

She shot a sidelong glance at Qin Yangjun, but he showed no intention of moving.

The calmer Qin Yangjun remained, the more she found this young man terrifying.

If it had been up to her, she would have struck the moment they were trapped.

Judging by his confident appearance, it seemed he hadn’t even considered the possibility of an accident.

Such a calm and steady mindset was almost unheard of for someone his age.

Yin Kang Xuehan didn’t know when the opportunity Qin Yangjun was waiting for would arise, so she could only wait with him.

Time trickled by, and about half an hour passed.

The cage began to grow thinner, and the flames within started to recede bit by bit.

The demonic energy of the demon kings had also been mostly consumed, but they had long since prepared recovery pills, ready to ingest them the moment the cage dissipated.

Whoever was slow would be attacked, for this was the best chance to reduce the number of competitors.

One less person to contend with meant a greater chance of obtaining the treasure for oneself.

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