People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

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A sharp, tearing sound suddenly ripped through the sky, interrupting the conversation of the people in mid-air.

In the center of the space barrier that was originally rippling, a pitch-black crack suddenly appeared, with twisted energy ripples remaining at the edges. Three figures, enveloped in pale purple lightning, sped out from it and landed steadily on the clouds.

"They're from the Thunder Clan!" someone exclaimed in a low voice, their eyes instantly focusing on the direction.

Upon closer inspection, everyone noticed that although the robes of the two leaders were stained with some dust, their bodies were surrounded by a more refined lightning-attribute battle aura than before, and there were even faint sparks of electricity flickering at their fingertips.

Clearly, the six months of training in the Heavenly Tomb not only left him unscathed, but his strength had actually improved considerably.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding floating figures nodded, a hint of approval flashing in their eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the spatial opening surged again, this time with a few wisps of pale green light floating out first, followed by three figures slowly emerging, the herbal patterns embroidered on their robes particularly clear in the sunlight.

"The Medicine Clan has also come out!"

Then, crimson flames streaked through the spatial rift like meteors, and the scorching aura emanating from the Yan Clan members could be clearly sensed even from hundreds of feet away.

Immediately afterwards, the earth-yellow battle aura landed with a heavy feel, and the group of Stone Clan members stepped out steadily. Among them, a burly young man had a particularly strong aura, which had increased significantly compared to when he entered the Heavenly Tomb half a year ago. He had already advanced from the seven-star Dou Zun level to the eight-star level.

"He actually broke through a minor realm!" This scene caught everyone's attention, and many couldn't help but sigh, their envy barely concealed. It's well known that each step forward in the Dou Zun realm requires countless hours of effort; the opportunities within the Heavenly Tomb truly lived up to their reputation.

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The spatial barrier creaked softly once more, and another dark crack slowly opened before everyone's eyes. Unlike the steady steps taken by the disciples of various races earlier, two figures floated out of the crack like kites with broken strings. As soon as they broke free from the spatial barrier, they uncontrollably plummeted towards the continuous mountain range below.

"Not good!" Several elders in the ancient clan camp suddenly changed their expressions.

Elder Tongxuan reacted the fastest, his sleeves suddenly flicking out, and a gentle yet extremely resilient azure battle qi instantly swept out, like an invisible cushion steadily supporting the two falling figures, slowly sending them to the people in mid-air.

Upon seeing the two people clearly, Elder Tongxuan's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

The two men were dressed neatly, with not even a tear at the corner. Although their hair was a little disheveled, there was no sign of a fight. From their appearance, they seemed to have simply fallen asleep.

But when his gaze fell on their lifeless eyes, his heart sank. It was a deathly stillness after all life had been extinguished, with not even the faintest fluctuation of soul energy remaining.

"It seems these two are already beyond saving." Beside Elder Tongxuan, the ancient clan elder stroking his beard spoke solemnly, slowly extending his right hand. A wisp of cyan battle qi, like a gossamer thread, reached out and gently landed on the wrist of one of them, carefully sensing the condition within his body.

After a moment, he withdrew his battle aura, his expression growing increasingly complex. He slowly said, "Although the meridians in my body have suffered some shock and damage, it's not fatal. At most, it will affect my cultivation, but it's certainly not enough to kill me. Judging from these marks, I can't even tell what method caused it... However, one thing is certain: if we had been prepared, and if the two of us had activated our battle aura to stop it beforehand, this kind of damage might not have been life-threatening."

These words startled everyone around, who cast puzzled glances at them. If their internal injuries weren't fatal, why had these two died so quietly?
The elder, stroking his beard, gently shook his head, lightly touching the space between their brows with his fingertip. His tone carried a hint of uncertainty: "I tried to probe into their sea of ​​consciousness, but I only sensed a chaotic remnant of energy, and couldn't find even a trace of a complete soul imprint."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the subtle distortions remaining on their faces. As if he had thought of something, his voice deepened: "In my judgment, their sea of ​​consciousness must have suffered an extremely violent impact before they died, and their mental state was severely damaged. Perhaps... this is the real reason for their deaths. I just don't know what exactly happened in the Heavenly Tomb that could cause them to suffer such a severe injury without any warning."

As the words fell, a brief silence descended. The atmosphere, which had been somewhat relaxed due to the return of their younger brother, was once again shrouded in a cloud of suspicion. As everyone stared at the two lifeless figures, a hint of apprehension appeared in their eyes. The Heavenly Tomb seemed to be even more dangerous than they had imagined.

In mid-air, two lifeless figures floated silently. The ancient clansmen's gazes fell upon them, exchanging glances. Although their faces were solemn, a faint, indescribable sense of pleasure flickered in their hearts.

The Ancient Clan and the Soul Clan had a long-standing feud and were irreconcilable enemies. Now, seeing these two members of the Soul Clan buried in the Heavenly Tomb, although no one dared to show any schadenfreude, the ease deep in their eyes could not be hidden from those around them.

Among the crowd, Huo Xuan and several other disciples from various races who had entered the Heavenly Tomb together were all looking completely bewildered.

They stared intently at the two familiar figures, their brows furrowed and their eyes filled with doubt.

Although the Heavenly Tomb is fraught with dangers, with high-level energy bodies and energy turbulence that are impossible to guard against, those who have trained together have already figured out the rules of the Heavenly Tomb. They know which areas they can enter and which areas they should avoid. As long as they don't rush in for quick success, most of them can keep themselves safe.

"Soul Cliff and Soul Li are always cautious in their actions, and their strength is not simple. How could they have died together this time?" A member of the Yan Clan muttered to himself beside Huo Xuan, his tone full of confusion.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Although these two were not top-tier in strength, they were very good at avoiding danger and had avoided danger several times in the Heavenly Tomb. It was really illogical that they had ended up like this.

For a moment, doubts arose in everyone's minds, and they all wondered what kind of changes had occurred deep within the Heavenly Tomb that would leave these two Soul Clan disciples with no chance of escape.

"Do we even need to guess?" Huo Xuan crossed his arms, his gaze sweeping over the corpses of Hun Ya and Hun Li. His tone was certain, his voice low yet clearly audible.

"In my opinion, it's highly likely that Xiao Ling and his group were behind it. These two Soul Clan guys had been at odds with Xiao Ling since the entrance to the Heavenly Tomb, and they tried to provoke him several times. If they had actually met, wouldn't it have been a piece of cake for Xiao Ling to deal with them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cool reminder came from beside him. Honglian raised her hand to adjust the light veil covering her face, her gaze falling on Huoxuan, her tone cautious, "Huoxuan, don't talk nonsense. This is not Yan Clan territory, and the elders of various clans are nearby. If such unfounded words spread, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble."

She paused, her fingertips lightly gripping her sleeve, her voice lowering even further: "The feud between the Soul Clan and the Xiao Clan has nothing to do with us. It's enough to keep it to ourselves. Why bring it up and attract attention? If the Soul Clan hears you speaking so recklessly, or if other forces with ulterior motives use it as an excuse, wouldn't that bring trouble to the Yan Clan?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Xuan raised an eyebrow, a hint of disapproval flashing across his face, but he didn't refute it further. He simply pursed his lips and turned his gaze back to the corpse in mid-air, the doubt in his eyes not dissipating.

Although he spoke with certainty, he knew in his heart that speculation without evidence was just speculation. It was just that the deaths of Hunya and the other two were too easy to associate with Xiao Ling.

As soon as Huo Xuan and Hong Lian finished their conversation, the spatial rift in mid-air, which had not yet fully subsided, suddenly surged again, and the violent energy fluctuations instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Immediately afterwards, three figures, enveloped in dense azure battle qi, steadily stepped out from the crack. Although their robes were stained with some dust from the Heavenly Tomb, they could not conceal the calm aura emanating from them. They were Gu Qingyang and his group, who had been sent by the ancient clan to the Heavenly Curtain for training.

"It's Commander Qingyang and his group!" In the ancient clan camp, someone was the first to recognize the three figures, and an uncontrollable excitement instantly spread.

The slightly somber atmosphere caused by the death of the Soul Clan disciple was instantly broken by cheers. Many ancient clan disciples looked at the three familiar figures with joy and admiration on their faces.

It should be noted that Gu Qingyang and his two companions were already quite prestigious within the clan, and their safe return from the perilous Heavenly Tomb undoubtedly brought a sigh of relief to everyone.

Cheers rose and fell, and several young disciples were so excited that they wanted to rush forward. If the ancient clan elders beside them had not raised their hands in time to signal them and stabilize the order with gentle battle qi, the cheers would probably have been even louder.

As Elder Tongxuan looked at the three returning, his tense expression finally eased a bit, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. The return of the ancient clan's prodigy was undoubtedly the most reassuring news since the opening of the Heavenly Tomb.

In stark contrast to the enthusiastic cheers of the ancient clan disciples around them, Gu Qingyang and his two companions, who had just stepped out of the spatial rift, looked at the lush green peaks stretching endlessly before them, felt the vibrant life force in the air that was different from that in the Heavenly Tomb, and glanced at the faces around them with genuine smiles. Their bodies, which had been tense for three years, relaxed almost simultaneously, and even the sharp edge between their brows dissipated somewhat.

These three years of arduous cultivation in the Heavenly Tomb were by no means an easy path for them. Along the way, they not only encountered violent energy turbulence, but also fought several life-or-death battles with high-level energy beings. Their luck was not smooth, and they hovered on the edge of danger several times.

Fortunately, each crisis turned into valuable experience. Now, the three of them have more refined and mellow fighting spirit than when they entered the tomb, and their cultivation has improved considerably. This substantial gain has made all the hardships they faced along the way worthwhile.

The three-year journey of Gu Qingyang and his companions to the Heavenly Tomb contained two life-or-death moments that still haunt them to this day.

One time was when he accidentally entered the energy storm zone deep within the Heavenly Tomb, and the other time was when he was entangled by the high-level energy body of the Soul Clan. The latter was obviously more dangerous than the former.

Those energy bodies condensed from the souls of the Soul Clan ancestors, guided by Soul Cliff and Soul Calendar, relentlessly pursued them with the oppressive aura of a Dou Sheng level. Every attack put the three of them in grave danger, and their Dou Qi was consumed far faster than it could be recovered. If the high-level energy body hadn't initially only intended to toy with them and hadn't used its full strength, they might not have even had a chance to escape.

Fortunately, they encountered Xiao Xuan in their desperate situation. This ancestor of the Xiao clan, who deeply hated the Soul Clan, came after sensing the aura of the Soul Clan's energy bodies. He easily defeated those energy bodies with a wave of his hand, and also cleared away the hidden dangers around them.

If it weren't for this unexpected rescue, the three of them would probably have perished on the third level of the Heavenly Tomb, never to return.

Once their emotions had calmed down, Gu Qingyang and the other two followed the gaze of their clansmen and looked down. As soon as their eyes fell on the two figures floating in mid-air, their expressions froze. The familiar style of their robes made them instantly recognize each other, even though the figures were lifeless.

"Huh? Aren't these the two guys, Soul Cliff and Soul Li?" Gu Qingyang raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with surprise, and carefully examined the two corpses. "Who would have thought that they would perish in the Heavenly Tomb?"

Gu Qingyang stared at the two corpses, his brows furrowing even more. The past in the Heavenly Tomb involuntarily surfaced in his mind. Back then, when Senior Xiao Xuan defeated those high-level Soul Clan energy bodies, Hun Ya and Hun Li hid to the side, trembling and not daring to step forward.

At that time, Senior Xiao Xuan clearly noticed them, but only glanced at them before looking away. Perhaps he felt that the two were too weak and had no interest in fighting them, so he let them escape.

Later, the two parted ways in the Heavenly Tomb and never crossed paths again. Gu Qingyang knew in his heart that although Hunya and Hunli were despicable in nature, they were not weak in strength. Both of them were at the Dou Zun realm and had a good understanding of the dangers of the Heavenly Tomb.

Logically speaking, as long as they didn't try to gain merit or act rashly, and didn't venture into those forbidden areas that even high-level energy beings dared not set foot in, they should have been more than capable of protecting themselves in the Heavenly Tomb, and should never have ended up dying like this.

Thinking of what Soul Cliff and Soul Li had done in the past, Gu Qingyang and the other two felt a sense of relief.

Previously in the Heavenly Tomb, these two had secretly set obstacles for them several times, not only attracting high-level energy beings to hunt them down, but also trying to steal the cultivation opportunities they had discovered. This grudge had long been buried in the hearts of the three of them.

Now that I see them dead and gone, although I don't feel any malice, I feel that they deserved it, and I can say that I have quietly vented my pent-up resentment.

Just as everyone was still looking at each other in bewilderment about the cause of death of Hunya and Hunli, and the doubts in the air had not yet dissipated, the space in front of them, which had been relatively stable, suddenly became turbulent again.

A faint golden and cyan halo intertwined, causing ripples to spread across the spatial barrier. Then, a male and a female figure stepped out of the distorted light and shadow, instantly attracting the attention of the entire area.

"That's... Xiao Ling?" Gu Qingyang and the others' pupils suddenly contracted, their gazes fixed on the figure dressed in a gold-patterned robe, their voices filled with surprise.

They tried to sense Xiao Ling's aura, but found it as restrained as a deep pool, completely unable to fathom its depths. They could only vaguely perceive the hidden pressure emanating from him. (End of Chapter)