Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Yang Ling’s abilities alone were enough to instil fear within Adwes’s heart. Seeing the Golden Lion family, Bellimore family and the Dark Association show support for Yang Ling, explicit or otherwise, he became even more cautious. He had wanted to take Yang Ling down while he still did not have many guards by his side, then send someone to escort him back to the Holy City for harsh further interrogation. He did not expect him to be put in such a spot within the blink of an eye.

“Misunderstanding, this is just a misunderstanding. We have all come for the underground tomb, I assume that no one is willing to attract the evil demons within the underground tomb?” Seeing that the situation had taken a drastic turn, a white-bearded elderly man wielding a silver staff spoke as he walked quickly outward, ordering the army to scatter and instructing Adwes, who was being put in a spot, to back down.

“Hehe, that’s right, this is all a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding!” Looking at the elderly man wielding the silver staff, then looking at the White-robed Cardinal Bishop respectfully following behind him, Yang Ling let out a cold laugh.

Including the detestable Adwes, the Church had sent a full fifteen elites this time. With just a glance, sensing the majestic Magical Energy or Battle Energy pulsing in their body, Yang Ling understood exactly how powerful they were. There were some at high-level Domain Expert, some even at the peak of Domain Expert.

Yang Ling would have to pay a heavy price if he fought such a powerful force head-on, even if he were to obtain victory. Even though his current abilities were far stronger than they were in the past, he was not foolish enough to fall out directly and engage in conflict with the other party. As long as the other party entered the perilous underground tomb, he would naturally have countless chances to stab them in the back. He need not be too anxious at this moment!

After the army of the Church retreated, the various factions also quickly scattered from the area. When walking past him, the gold-cloaked warrior Casia told Yang Ling softly, “Brother Yang Ling, the Church Templars are the greatest elite force nurtured in secret by the Church. Both the Light Templars and the Dark Templars have abilities at least at the level of a Domain Expert, if not higher. You have to be careful!”

Church Templars?

Seeing that it was inconvenient to elaborate under the watchful eyes of many, seeing that Casia was quickly walking away, Yang Ling recalled his Magical Beast Army and teleported onto the Great Wizard Altar. He sat down cross-legged, not speaking a word.

To the major factions like the Church, Dark Association, Borg family and the Bellimore family, an ordinary amount of riches was not worth moving out and making a huge fuss for. They were definitely not here just for the riches of the Thebes Empire. If Yang Ling’s guess was right, there has to be a great secret within the underground tomb!

Should I capture a slave and interrogate him, or secretly infiltrate their camp and eavesdrop on their plan?

Seeing that the major factions were setting up camp and resting nearby, not in a hurry to enter the underground tomb, Yang Ling thought hard about how he could obtain the secrets of the underground tomb, coldly observing the actions of the various great factions.

Since this was a secret, the various factions would definitely not actively reveal it to him. If this was something ordinary, Casia and Elder Klive would have told him about it a long time ago.

He could not set his sights on the Bellimore family and the Dark Association, and there was no need to seek trouble within the Borg family where Stuart was at, in case he made an additional enemy. Since that was the case, the Church became the target in which he was going to find out the secret from. After all, there were already the seeds of animosity sown between them. He did not mind giving them another reason to hate him for.

Seeing the various major factions set up camp around the underground tomb, the troops and adventurers also rested nearby. They hoped to be able to pick up some treasures from within the underground tomb and obtain a windfall. However, they were not dumb. If even the major factions did not dare act recklessly, they would naturally not be foolish enough to charge in and act as the frontline.

With that being the case, tents soon covered the area within the restriction. Each faction claimed a piece of land, sending out guards to heavily defend their area; The troops and adventurers grouped together and shared a tent, some even resting out in the open.

Out of all the factions, the Church occupied the largest area and were loosely scattered. No one was brazen enough to dare set up camp near them. However, what surprised Yang Ling was that other than sending out a large number of knights and Spellcasters to patrol the area around the campsite, they also set up a giant Holy Light Magical Spell Formation within their base.

“Hehe, a bunch of foolish lads, to dare build a Magical Spell Formation within my restriction. Yang Ling let out a cold smile, seeing that the Church was completely oblivious to the fact that they were within the radius of his restriction.

Even though the Imprisonment Restriction and Illusory Formation had been paused, it could be instantly activated again after he learnt the Great Wizard Seal. When the time comes, the Holy Light Magical Spell Formation of the Church would become an empty shell and pose no threat when he blocks out the energy of this world.

In order to enter the perilous underground tomb, the various factions set up camp and conserved their strength, all of them waiting for their reinforcements coming from the continent. After toiling for an entire day, all of them laid comfortably within their tents, falling asleep as the night got deeper.

Despite being deep into the night, a large tent within the Church’s camp remained brightly lit, a small bunch of people softly discussing the next step of the plan.

A few powerful warriors and Spellcasters guarded the outside of the tent. Teams of heavily-armored knights were patrolling the area. Even a bird would not be able to fly into the area, much less a living person.

After a cold wind blew past, looking at the immensely deep entrance to the underground tomb not far, a knight acting as a scout squirmed, “Madawes, just what treasures lie within this underground tomb, why is this many Church Templars sent out at once?”

“Shh, quieten down. This is not a secret us Guardian Knights can know about. If Sir Adwes knows about this, even the White-robed Cardinal Bishop would not be able to save us.” The knight by the name of Madawes raised his index finger and placed it on his lips, signalling for his pal to quieten down.

“Sigh, if I could one day become a Church Templar, it would be much better than becoming an Earl!”

“Sigh, Iza, even the bishop might not make it into the Church Templars after he steps down, stop dreaming while you’re still awake!”

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The two knights discussed the matter softly while leaning on two large trees, completely oblivious to the fact that a small bunch of scorpions were secretly infiltrating the area not far away. In the dead of the knight, the Scorpion King Ymort had turned into a bunch of scorpions and sneaked into the camp of the Church, silently approaching the brightly lit tent.

After passing through teams of patrolling soldiers and avoiding scout after scout, the many scorpions gathered at a blind spot outside the tent, slowly grouping together. Soon after, Ymort’s figure appeared. Following a faint ripple in the air, Yang Ling teleported away using the Earth Evasion Technique.

After reaching high-level Divine Wizard, Yang Ling’s teleportation-like Wizard Techniques like the Wind Evasion, Water Evasion and Earth Evasion have reached the next level. Not only had the limit in which he could teleport increased several dozen times, but the accuracy of the teleportation had also obviously increased. As long as he was given a coordinate or a reference point, he would be able to teleport there without being spotted.

“Sir Brown, I think that we can definitely capture the leader Yang Ling and send him back to the Holy City for interrogation. In front of the Flame Punishment Pillar at the court, no one can hide the secrets in their heart!” A raspy voice spread out into the air. It was the voice of none other than the black-robed man Adwes.

“Hmph, Adwes, our main mission this time around is to enter the underground tomb and find the Teleportation Portal to the Graveyard of Deities and Demons. If your reckless actions were to foil the mission, you should be clear of what your end will be! When that time comes, even the Pope will not be able to protect you, much less me.” A stern voice was heard, seemingly coming from the elder wielding the silver magical staff.

“But Sir Brown, it is highly possible that the leader Yang Ling is the culprit for the hundred elites losing their sanity, we…” Adwes tone became anxious, as if he was unwilling to let this rest.

“Hmph, Adwes, the Divine Decree is not to be defied. Even a powerful Divine Templar cannot defy the Divine Decree, much less a Dark Templar at the peak of Domain Expert like you. If you act recklessly again, I do not mind binding you now and sending you back to the court in the Holy City!”

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After a series of reprimands, the voices in the tent fell silent. Voices only started sounding out sometime later, as they discussed the details of their plan to enter the underground tomb.

The Divine Decree, the Divine Decree that even a Divine Templar cannot defy!

Could there truly be the fabled omnipotent deities in the Tailun Continent?

In his confusion, Yang Ling accidentally stepped on and snapped a withered branch. Even though an average person could not have heard the faint sound of the snap, the sound instantly attracted the attention of the experts within the tent. A dark figure pounced outward, fast as lightning.

“Ymort, lure these people deep into the forest, quick, leave quickly!”

Seeing that the person who had pounced out was none other than the black-robed man Adwes who had said that he wanted to capture Yang Ling back to the Holy City for a series of harsh interrogation, Yang Ling had a thought, thinking of a way to take advantage of the opportunity to understand the secrets of the underground tomb. He silently teleported outward, allowing the speedy Ymort to act as bait, luring the other party out.

After understanding Yang Ling’s intentions, Ymort turned and sprinted away, heading straight for the forest not far away. Along the way, he dodged to the left and right with his insane speed, not allowing the knights of the Church blocking the way to interfere with him, quickly charging out of the Church’s camp.

Originally, he had already been one of the better soldiers when it came to speed within the underground tomb. After learning the Puppet Wizard Mantra, his speed had reached an alarming level. He was even faster than Casia using his Wind Step.

“Hmph, you blasted fella, let’s see where else you can run off to?”

Seeing the speedy Ymort avoiding his attacks like a fish, Adwes clenched his teeth in fury. He accelerated time after time, hot in pursuit, following Ymort closely as they entered the vast forest.

Even though he did not know who Ymort was, or if there were any ambushes within the forest, as a powerful Dark Templar, Ymort was extremely confident in his abilities. He was confident that he would be able to capture Ymort even if he escaped into a sea of fire, much less the Amazon Forest!