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

After completing the preparations, Yang Ling led the Corpse Wizard King and the Five Great Wizard Guards and stepped cautiously into the sinister cave. Behind the cave was a flight of steps leading toward the underground tomb. They walked down the stairs one step at a time, getting farther and farther away from the surface.

There were no zombies or mummies wrapped up completely in bandages like they had imagined. Following the flight of steps down, their journey was silent. They could not hear the wind outside the cave, nor could they hear the sounds of the troops and adventurers. It was eerily silent, as if they had stepped into another realm!

With every interval of distance they traversed, they saw a crystal ball on the top of the cave that was used for illumination. It might have been low on energy, or just plain old, but the light it gave off was dim, and the scenes around them were a haze, enveloped by Death Energy. Even Yang Ling who had an alarming sense of sight could only sense the situation within a hundred step radius around him.

What’s even worse was that there is an obscure ripple of energy in the air, greatly suppressing his mental energy. After having advanced to become a high-level Divine Wizard, the distance in which Yang Ling could sense his surroundings had reached hundreds of meters, or even further; However, in this underground tomb, he could only sense the situation at a maximum of a hundred steps away.

In order to prevent any accidents from happening, or encountering the surprise attack of the underground guards, Yang Ling summoned a few speedy Horned Bee Beasts and instructed them to fly out and scout the path. Even though he could still only detect the movements within a few hundred step radius, it was still better than nothing. He at least still had time to receive a warning if anything problems were to happen.

Even though there were not many guards by his side, all of them were the elites amongst the elites. Both the Flying Dragon King Seylius and purple rat Little Ice were powerful Magical Beasts that could fend off a hundred enemies; It was also obvious that the Dark Dragon King and Corpse Wizard King were immensely powerful.

“Rodriguez, set up a Magical Teleportation Formation here, quick!” After realizing that he could not hear the sounds of the troops and adventurers even after travelling a great distance, Yang Ling had an increasing sense that something was off. He stopped after taking a turn, prepared to set up a Magical Teleportation Formation here as a means of escape.

Outside the tomb, as long as he had a coordinate, Yang Ling would be able to easily teleport over even if he was thousands of miles away from the destination; However, this strange underground tomb was different. Because the radius of his senses had been greatly suppressed, there was no way that he could teleport out of the underground tomb. He would become immensely passive if he were to encounter any accidents. If even the Magical Teleportation Formation lost its effects, then this journey would be incredibly perilous.

In order to provide support for Yang Ling’s exploration of the underground tomb, Aaron and the Gnome Elder had rushed to produce a dozen simple Magical Teleportation Formations that were incredibly convenient to set up. The Magical Energy of the Corpse Wizard King pulsed and he acted fast, setting up a Magical Teleportation Formation in the blink of an eye.

“Sir, there’s no problem, it can directly teleport us outside. However… It would be difficult to say if we need to travel a greater distance!”

The Corpse Wizard King had a grim expression, personally teleporting out to the Great Wizard Altar outside the cave before teleporting back in, confirming that the Magical Teleportation Formation was functional. However, just like the radius of his senses, the distance in which the Magical Teleportation Formation could transport people had also been greatly limited.

“Seylius, rush back to Jaboli immediately and order Master Aaron and the Gnome Elder to hurry and produce Magical Teleportation Formations. When I am at the underground tomb, Jaboli is to be in a state of emergency. Order Ashnamov and Argus to further increase the radius of their surveillance and guard against the surprise attack of the pirates!” Yang Ling gave a terse order as he looked at the immensely deep underground tomb.

Even though he had heaved a sigh of relief when he learnt that the Magical Teleportation Formation was functional, he still did not dare to be careless. This underground tomb was too eerie, giving him a bad premonition. The further he got into the tomb, the more obvious the sense of threat became. The pagoda-shaped brand between his brows also gently throbbed from time to time.

Seeing Yang Ling’s grave expression, the Flying Dragon King Seylius did not dare be tardy, bowing before he accepted his orders and left. He teleported out to the Great Wizard Altar outside of the cave using the Magical Teleportation Formation, then used the Magical Teleportation Formation at the base of the Great Wizard Altar to transport himself back to Jaboli to relay the order before seizing the time to rush back to Yang Ling’s side.

As a precaution, Yang Ling set up a restriction to cover the Magical Teleportation Formation, in case any of his enemies would sabotage it. After Seylius returned, the group once again headed deeper into the cave, setting up a Magical Teleportation Formation after covering some distance, leaving behind a safe trail of escape.

After walking for some time and setting up three Magical Teleportation Formations, the group finally reached the end of the steps, coming face to face with a pitch black door. There were several messy footsteps outside the door, clearly left behind by the various major factions and troops.

“Remember, no matter what problems you face, no one is to move ten steps away from me!” After tapping on the head of the purple rat Little Ice who was looking around out of curiosity and warning the group to not act on their whims, Yang Ling cast the Ice-sealing Domain, cautiously stepping into the pitch black door. In that instant, he heard the loud roars of battle and pathetic cries. Looking over, Yang Ling could not help but swallow with difficulty.

Behind the door was a plaza ten times larger than a standard sized golf course. There were hordes of heavily armored zombies, mummies wrapped with layers upon layers of bandages, as well as hordes of venomous Spirit Snakes, all of them unleashing a tidal assault on the various major factions and troops. Another bunch of creatures would swarm out when those in front fell, their assault endless like the tide. There were too many of them to kill.

The Church, Dark Association, Borg family and Bellimore family were extremely powerful, killing rows upon rows of the undead creatures like they were cutting through maize. However, there were just too many undead spirits that were unafraid of death. Under their reckless attacks, the major factions had no choice but to tighten their formations, retreating one step at a time.

As a Corpse Wizard King, Rodriguez could summon several hundred, or even several thousand zombies and skeletons. However, the number of undead creatures the Corpse Wizard King could summon was incomparable to the hordes of zombies and mummies present in the plaza!

The numbers within the undead army was large beyond imagination!

Is this the terrors of the underground tomb?

Looking at the endless flood of the undead army, then looking at the allied forces of the major factions and the troops that were being forced back, Yang Ling had a grave expression. They had only just entered the radius of the underground tomb. If the outer perimeter of the underground tomb was already this terrifying, how terrifying would it be deep within the underground tomb?

“Carlos, what do we do, what do we do?” Looking at the tide-like assault of the undead creatures, one of the troops felt his legs buckle.

“God knows what this pitch black door is made of, we can only enter, but cannot escape no matter how hard we try. What else can we do other than defend against the attacks of the undead creatures?” Looking at the horde of undead creatures, then looking at the pitch black door behind them, the troop by the name of Carlos was pale, clenching tightly on the longsword in his hand.

After excitedly swarming into the underground tomb, he had originally been prepared to make a fortune. To think that he had just entered the underground tomb when he was confronted with such a desperate situation. In front of him was a tidal barrage of undead creatures, while behind him was a door that only allowed people in but not out. He had no way of escape.

We can enter but not escape?

Yang Ling shuddered when he heard the words of the troop Carlos, taking a few steps back in order to confirm those words. Indeed, there was no way he could get out through the door. He faced a formless obstruction and could not take another step forward no matter how hard he tried! It was no wonder that there were no undead guards in the flight of stairs behind the cave. It was no wonder they could not hear any sounds while they were on the flight of stairs. So this was the reason!

“Sir, this should be a top-notch ancient Magical Spell Formation!” After extending his hand to test the door out, the Corpse Wizard King let out a bitter smile, “I had once seen a similar Magical Spell Formation while I was in the Dimension of Dead Souls. Other than divine-level fighters, I am afraid no one else will be able to walk out through this door!”

“Then what do we do, are we just going to be trapped to death here?” The Dark Dragon King slammed onto the pitch black door in unjust, but his efforts amounted to nothing.

Seeing the number of undead creatures increase rather than decrease under the attacks of the various major factions, Yang Ling lowered his voice and gave an order, “Rodriguez, immediately set up a Magical Teleportation Formation here and see if we can teleport out!”

After walking to a corner near the door and blasting a few pale troops out of the area, the Corpse Wizard King rapidly set up a Magical Teleportation Formation. After repeatedly adjusting the formation, he realized that he could teleport to the nearest Teleportation Formation outside. If they were just a few steps further away, there might have been nothing he could do!

“Hehe, great, very good!” Yang Ling heaved a sigh of relief now that they had a means of escape, quickly setting up a restriction to protect the Teleportation Formation.

It was fortunate that they had brought along a sufficient number of Teleportation Formations along for this journey. Setting up a Teleportation Formation for every interval of distance they covered left them with a means of escape. Otherwise, the outcome might have been disastrous.

Yang Ling guessed that the Pharaoh that had set up this underground tomb in the past had not expected a person to bring this many Teleportation Formations and built them along the journey down, giving his group a means of escape.

With this critical Magical Teleportation Formation in place, Yang Ling knew that his group could attack or defend if he wanted to. He coldly looked on at the side as the various major factions engaged in a fierce battle with the undead army.

With this strange pitch black door, he believed that he did not have to take action for the Church to be exterminated here. At the critical moment, all he had to do was to tamper with Elder Brown’s soul and obtain his memories for his mission this time around to be considered a success. Of course, if these factions were able to deal with this group of undead creatures, he did not mind using their help in dealing with the threat that was the underground tomb.

Under the fearless attacks of the undead army, the human allied forces were forced back time and time again. Warriors and Spellcasters fell, buried under the tide of undead creatures. Blood flowed all throughout the plaza, and the Death Energy in the area got increasingly thicker.

In his daze, Yang Ling did not notice that the crystal skull in his left hand was gently vibrating, trying its best to absorb the suffocating Death Energy within the plaza as well as the souls of both sides of the battle. Slowly, mysterious symbols appeared on the surface of the crystal skull, rotating one round after the other, its speed getting faster and faster!