Chapter 516 - 315: Yan Han’s Path to the Netherworld! Breaking the Rules!

"Ming Yu." The person in the hall looked down.

"Elder Mo..." Ming Yu lowered his head, looking somewhat afraid of this person.

"What mission did the Divine Palace assign you?" Mo Chen asked coldly.

"...To monitor the activities on the Ancient Profound Western Continent," Ming Yu replied teasingly.

"What are you doing?"

"..." Ming Yu dared not speak further.

The people beside him sneered coldly.

Ming Yu felt anger in his heart but still acted as if nothing was wrong.

Right at that moment.

"Elder Mo," a cold-faced woman suddenly changed her expression, "Junior Brother Black Ash, Junior Brother Ice Bone... just now..."

"Speak!"

"The Life Stones are shattered."

The woman took out two black and white stone fragments, covered in cracks, which turned into powder with a slight force.

Crack!

Mo Chen crushed the golden chair beneath him with his bare hands.

Black Ash, Ice Bone are dead?

Ming Yu, who was listening to the side, was initially stunned, then felt a surge of delight and relief in his heart.

Originally, he was planning to go to the Yan Imperial Mausoleum treasure himself, but was blocked by the elders of the Divine Palace because they did not trust him.

"Master, it must be Junior Brother Black Ash and Junior Brother Ice Bone who found the Nine Heavens Alliance and were thus murdered!" The young man who had just sneered at Ming Yu immediately became furious.

The others who heard this were also filled with anger.

They had traveled across continents to come here solely to investigate the Nine Heavens Alliance.

"Ming Feng, Ming Meng."

"Here!"

The man who mocked Ming Yu and the woman who reported the Life Stones’ shattering both cupped their hands in respect.

"This Elder needs to go to the Celestial Veil Kingdom of the Ancient Profound West Continent, where it is suspected that there is a branch of the Nine Heavens Alliance. You will stay here and must eradicate the Nine Heavens Alliance followers!"

"Yes!"

The two accepted the order.

"Ming Yu!" Mo Chen again looked coldly at Ming Yu.

"Disciple here."

"From today on, Ming Feng will take charge."

A gleam of joy flashed between Ming Feng’s eyebrows.

Being in charge means having the opportunity to profit.

"...Yes." Ming Yu dared not say more.

Mo Chen glanced at Ming Yu, waved his wide sleeves, and left with the other disciples of the Black and White Divine Palace.

After they left, Ming Feng looked coldly at Ming Yu: "Senior Brother Ming Yu, the presence of the Nine Heavens Alliance followers was found in the Yan Imperial Mausoleum in North Snow County, and now Junior Brother Black Ash and Junior Brother Ice Bone have died there; is this your guardianship?"

Ming Yu lowered his head, anger flickering in the depths of his eyes.

Although Ming Yu was a disciple of the Black and White Divine Palace, he was only an outer disciple, without a backing or a mentor, so he came to this Ancient Profound Western Continent.

Ming Feng, however, was different; his master was Elder Mo Chen, an Outer Palace Elder of the Black and White Divine Palace, someone he could not afford to offend.

Suppressing his anger, Ming Yu cupped his hands with respectful voice, "Junior Brother Ming Feng, the deaths of Junior Brother Black Ash and Junior Brother Ice Bone are partly my responsibility. Could Junior Brother Ming Feng give me a chance to go to North Snow County and kill the Nine Heavens Alliance outlaws!"

Ming Feng looked at Ming Yu, smiling coldly: "Senior Brother Ming Yu is not going to eradicate the Nine Heavens Alliance, but for the Yan Imperial Mausoleum, right?"

Upon hearing this, Ming Yu’s expression changed.

Seeing this, Ming Feng smiled even colder: "Senior Brother, I think it should be me who avenges Junior Brother Black Ash and Junior Brother Ice Bone."

Before Ming Yu could respond, Ming Feng turned to the woman next to him: "Junior Sister Ming Meng, Junior Brother Black Ash and Junior Brother Ice Bone died at the site of the Yan Imperial Mausoleum in North Snow County. It’s certain the Nine Heavens Alliance is there, please go and eradicate the Nine Heavens outlaws."

"Okay." Ming Meng cupped her hands.

"..."

...

In North Snow County, deep within the Yan Imperial Mausoleum, Yan Huan and his two companions stood with solemn expressions on what seemed to be the edge of an abyss.

"Your Highness, I will face Yanhan Bridge first."

Yan Wood stepped forward, looking at the abyss where, faintly, there seemed to be a bridge.

"If I succeed, I’ll send a message back. If I fail, then let Yan Qing take on the challenge!"

Yan Wood and Yan Qing both had the look of men ready to face death. Yan Huan remained silent.

This place was Cold Abyss, bottomless, with a Life-taking Killing Array below. Even someone at the Marrow Cleansing Realm Perfection would lose their life if they fell.

This abyss was the final barrier before the Yan Dynasty’s treasure. Crossing the Cold Abyss, one could obtain the treasure.

But to cross the Cold Abyss, Yanhan Bridge was the only path.

Yanhan Bridge, also known as the Path to the Netherworld, to step onto this bridge was to face certain death.

The original purpose of this bridge was to protect the treasure. The Yan Royal Family had a secret technique to pass through unharmed, but as time passed, the secret of crossing the bridge had long been lost.

"Yan Wood, Yan Qing, with your abilities, it’s almost impossible to cross Yanhan Bridge," Yan Huan shook his head and smiled: "This bridge, I’ll go across it."

"Your Highness mustn’t!" Yan Wood’s face was anxious. "Yan Qing and I have waited fifty years for Your Highness’s return; we have lingered till now only to do something for Your Highness one day."

The two knelt down together.

Yan Huan looked at them, his gaze flickering, making no response.

After a long while.

"Sigh..." a sigh, "Be extremely careful."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for allowing us."

Yan Wood’s figure flashed, stepping onto Yanhan Bridge, while Yan Qing stood at the bridgehead, watching intently.

Yan Huan stood at the back, watching the two, a chill passing through the depths of his eyes.

Were they truly loyal to him?

Not necessarily.

He had been set up by the Blood Evil Sect and locked away in the Black Wind Stronghold for nearly fifty years; did they really not know?

With the two’s strength at the Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm, overthrowing a Mountain Bandit Camp would be effortless.

Yet for fifty long years, they never showed up.

But the moment they heard he escaped from Black Wind Stronghold, they immediately came to find him and strongly supported him in activating Yan Hanling.

For what purpose?

Suppressing his fierce light, Yan Huan’s gaze returned to normal.

He knew they were after the Yan Dynasty’s treasure and not loyal to him; he could even guess that his being trapped by the Blood Evil Sect was likely due to their betrayal.

They took the initiative to cross the bridge, undoubtedly well-prepared, intending to seize the Great Yan treasure first.

Yan Huan showed no reaction, pretending to know nothing.

After fifty years of imprisonment, his strength had diminished by more than half, and he had lost both arms; even though he had recovered considerably and found treasures to replace his arms, he was still not as strong as he had been at his peak.