Chapter 1547 - 581: Broken Again_3
But the marks in the corridor clearly don’t contain traps.
What’s his reason for not destroying these marks?
If it were Su Mo, he would surely find a way to use them.
A maze is not a single path; there are branches within it.
Just hide people in those branches ahead of time, and suddenly attack while others are studying techniques and trying to decipher the weapon marks... It would surely cause heavy losses to the opponent!
Since this plan is considered, Su Mo decided to play along with the scheme.
The marks can be broken or not broken, depending on the position of the weakest martial artist, and he would lay out the others accordingly.
If there really is an attacker, then immediately counterattack.
If no one appears... then continue to decipher the techniques and complete the trial.
Yang Xiaoyun was just about to stop and no longer decipher; the distance was just right to support Gong Yuyao.
Unexpectedly, as this decision was made, someone in the dark came out ahead.
Everyone immediately stopped.
Zhang Quan promptly shouted for Gong Yuyao not to observe the techniques any further, but to come beside him.
In a moment, the group gathered together.
They looked up and saw Qi Dingtian, Master Kong Xing, and over ten others including the Three Volume Scholar approaching from the far end of the corridor.
As soon as Qi Dingtian saw Su Mo, he shouted:
"Xiao Mo, I’ve failed in my trust.
"Shi Wuzun has disappeared again!!"
Su Mo: "..."
Zhang Quan and the others exchanged glances.
They wanted to avoid laughing but couldn’t help it.
The dignified Nanhai Martial Elder, lost inside the Martial God Temple... where on earth can you make sense of this?
But to laugh feels a bit unkind.
After all, both father and son, Shi Cheng and Shi Shengtian, were missing.
Saying this situation does evoke a sense of pity.
Qi Dingtian’s group, including the monk and little monk, and a batch of Jianghu experts, arrived shortly.
Su Mo was not unfamiliar with the Three Volume Scholar.
On Black Island, the Three Volume Scholar brought an oblivious young man and debated with him about good and evil.
Now, this person was still beside the Three Volume Scholar.
Su Mo glanced at them and smiled slightly:
"Master Qi... what’s this?"
Qi Dingtian immediately smiled:
"We couldn’t find anyone over there, so we decided to keep looking.
"We ended up at the entrance of the maze.
"I noticed the scratches on the wall, realizing it must be Lei Zhenming’s path.
"That’s how we tracked here.
"After coming to the end, we met Lingxiao Sword Elder and the others and discovered there are traps...
"We followed the traps to this Third Level, not knowing which way to go, and then ran into them."
He pointed to the Three Volume Scholar with a smile:
"They were also wandering inside the maze, exploring and figuring out the path.
"We decided to join and search for you."
"So that’s how it is."
Su Mo nodded: "Since this is the case, let’s continue onward. Avoid looking at the marks on the sides; there is Mystical stuff that induces illusions. Let’s get out of here first."
Everyone immediately agreed.
Su Mo and Qi Dingtian exchanged looks and took the lead.
Walking thus isn’t far.
The maze is complicated, but once you step into this mark-carved corridor, it’s a straight road.
In a blink, the group exited the corridor.
At the end was indeed another mural.
On this mural, there was still a person.
This person was seated on the ocean.
Waves and tides formed his throne, lifting him high; he sat cross-legged, eyes tightly shut, a faint halo emanating from behind him, seemingly illuminating all things.
Ming Yue Taoist and others were about to focus on it.
Suddenly, their hearts stirred.
The prior lesson was fresh in their minds; they immediately stayed alert.
Although they looked up at the mural.
In reality, they maintained an unfocused gaze.
Seemingly dazed, their thoughts were actually nowhere on the mural.
The Three Volume Scholar and others secretly watched the group’s expressions.
Seeing them in meditative states, they suddenly launched an attack.
Four or five among them simultaneously targeted Su Mo.
The remaining five or six pounced directly on Yang Xiaoyun, Wei Ziyi, and Little Situ.
Their intent was not to harm Su Mo, but to take advantage of the moment to abduct any one of Yang Xiaoyun, Wei Ziyi, or Little Situ.
Assuming that the group was mesmerized by the mural, by the time they reacted, their mission should be accomplished.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they struck, a shout rang out:
"You scoundrels, what are you doing!?"
"I knew they were strange."
"History teaches us lessons for future events, and you dare to try again?"
"Take them down!!"
"Have you all been swapped?"
Angry shouts erupted from all directions, and before their moves could land, the surrounding people unleashed their skills, attacking mercilessly.
In that instant, the ’Three Volume Scholar’ and the others were dumbfounded.
What’s going on?
They were supposed to be pulled into a meditative state by the mural.
Why is everyone suddenly energized?
Not entering into a meditative state, why make such a gesture, causing misunderstanding?
Was this all a play together?
What does "history teaches us lessons for future events" mean?
This is the first time we’ve used this trick...
If conditions allowed, they would touch their faces to check if the human skin masks had fallen off?
Otherwise, how was their flaw discovered?
In a flash, various chaotic thoughts crossed the minds of those present.
As they regained their senses, another issue emerged.
From the moment they appeared to now...
They were surrounded by Su Mo’s group.
Initially planning to attack Su Mo’s group without further thought.
But now, under siege, the reality sank in.
The Three Volume Scholar shouted angrily:
"This is outrageous..."
He couldn’t finish because Ming Yue Taoist’s sword already pierced his cheek, twisting to release a spray of blood.
At the same time, a rumbling sound suddenly echoed.
Su Mo watched these people betray, only to be exposed immediately, originally feeling gleeful.
At that moment, hearing the sound, he turned to find that the wall with the mural... was shattered!
"Why did it break again?"
Yang Xiaoyun instinctively glanced at Su Mo, but Su Mo kept shaking his head.
This time it’s not his fault.
He was just a bystander, unrelated to the wall.
A shift of his gaze revealed that at this thrilling moment when everyone’s attention was on ’Xiao Nei’ being fiercely attacked, Zhen Xiaoxiao alone held the One-legged copper man, tilting her head towards the mural, almost falling asleep.
Of course, this wasn’t the key point.
The key was, when Su Mo looked at Zhen Xiaoxiao, he felt he was looking at a big pork shoulder?