Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

Chapter 92 Undercurrents, Forced into a Dilemma

At the same time, deep within the Ghost River, before the final checkpoint—the Death Corridor.

At the end of the eerie and gloomy river, a naturally formed narrow corridor comes into view.

Martial arts practitioners and extraordinary individuals from all walks of life gathered outside the entrance of the corridor, forming a dense, dark mass, yet none dared to cross the line.

Nightfall is bright, and Tan Wuyu and Gui Liangtianxia are among them.

Ye Jinming came to watch the show, while Tan Wuyu was naturally called over by Su Huanzhen to lend a hand.

As for Old Silver Coin Ghost Liang Tianxia, ​​he came to see if there had been any unexpected changes to the treasure-hunting plan that he was in charge of.

Although the people in the room showed greed, they also had some fear.

Although the ultimate treasure in the Legend of Xuanyuan is within reach, the seemingly peaceful "Corridor of Death" ahead has already swallowed the lives of countless masters, becoming an insurmountable chasm.

Just as everyone was hesitant and impatient—

"Half-god, half-saint, and half-immortal; a complete Confucian and Taoist, a complete sage; with ten thousand volumes of true books in his mind, he holds half the sky in both literature and martial arts."

A clear and gentle poem, yet carrying an undeniable air of composure, pierced through the noise of the crowd and reached everyone's ears clearly.

The crowd parted to both sides like a tide, making way for a passage.

The fragrance of lotus blossoms rises from the sky. Su Huanzhen, holding a whisk, stands tall and majestic.

His demeanor and bearing were exceptional, instantly making him the focus of the entire event.

Behind him followed Jin Baoyin, whose face was filled with worry, and Nao Huandian.

"It's Su Huanzhen!"

"The fragrant white lotus has arrived! He might have a solution!"

"This is going to be interesting!"

The crowd stirred immediately, the murmurs grew louder, but all were filled with anticipation.

Tan Wuyu, who had been closely monitoring the situation, had arrived beside Su Huanzhen. His brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Su Huanzhen, do you want to break into this deadly trap?"

Su Huanzhen nodded slightly to Tan Wuyu, his gaze already fixed on the deep and eerie entrance to the corridor, his tone calm yet firm: "Exactly!"

Tan Wuyu knew that Su Huanzhen had something in mind and understood that Su Huanzhen's mind was made up, so he did not try to persuade him further, only saying, "Be careful."

"Hahaha!"

Just then, a loud, arrogant laugh rang out from the other side.

The crowd parted again, and there came the leader of the Yi Liu Sect, Bei Chen Yuan Huang, dressed in a dark red imperial robe, accompanied by the Wonders of the Universe, striding in with an imposing presence.

Su Huanzhen looked at the newcomer and frowned: "Bei Chen Yuanhuang!"

Bei Chen Yuanhuang's gaze sharpened like lightning, locking onto Su Huanzhen with undisguised provocation and a look of anticipation: "Su Huanzhen, I'd like to see how you solve this third mechanism!"

Su Huanzhen met Bei Chen Yuanhuang's sharp gaze, his expression unchanged, and lightly flicked his whisk: "Since Pope Bei Chen has such refined tastes, then please wait and see!"

Having said that, he ignored Bei Chen Yuanhuang's provocation and the gazes of others, gave Tan Wuyu a slight nod, straightened his clothes, and strode calmly toward the entrance of the ominous Death Corridor.

One step, two steps, three steps —

The moment his feet fully stepped into the corridor, the eerie runes on the walls of the entire corridor suddenly shone brightly!

The people outside held their breath and stared wide-eyed, trying to see what was happening inside, but the red light was too dazzling and intense, and they could only vaguely see a blurry white shadow slowly going deeper inside.

The scene inside the Death Corridor suddenly changes!

Before me, with its strange appearance and dignified bearing, stood the figure of the extraordinary strategist, Wolong Xing.

It seems to have sensed the intrusion of strangers, triggering some kind of mechanism.

Wolongxing's spiritual sense immediately launched an attack.

The first move of their clash, a seemingly casual palm strike, possessed the power to encompass a thousand rivers and surge like waves. Su Huanzhen already knew that his opponent was unfathomable and invincible.

"The Eight Trigrams Maze Walk!"

Unwilling to confront Wolongxing head-on, Su Huanzhen changed his movement technique again, stepping on mysterious directions, his figure suddenly becoming elusive, leaving behind afterimages, in an attempt to disrupt Wolongxing's lock-on.

At the same time, he brought his right index and middle fingers together, condensed his true essence at his fingertips, and transformed it into a point of dazzling golden light. He seized the slight opening revealed by Wolongxing's palm strike and quickly pointed out!

"A thousand-pound finger!"

The wind pierces the air with a sharp, piercing sound, directly targeting the vital acupoint under the ribs of the sleeping dragon.

Although his moves were superior, his foundation was still inferior. When he flipped his palms, his powerful energy surged like a tidal wave, shaking the heavens and the earth.

With a powerful strike, Wu Tao aimed both palms at Su Huanzhen. Su Huanzhen caught the blow with a raised hand, blood seeping from his mouth as he staggered back several steps.

Outside the long corridor, his mind was still focused on observing the battle with his keen eyes, and he was sweating profusely from the sight.

Meanwhile, Ye Jinming exchanged a brief glance with Huanyu Qizang, instantly gleaning a great deal of information from them.

When Huanyu Qizang saw Ye Jinming, he was immediately enraged, but he was stopped by Beichen Yuanhuang and could only let out a cold snort.

Ye Jinming stepped forward and said, "Oh, I heard the Pope has made a pact that whoever retrieves the treasure will become the ruler of the world. If Su Xianren really succeeds in clearing the challenge, will the Pope bow down and submit?"

Bei Chen Yuanhuang said calmly, "This agreement has been scrapped by Su Huanzhen and is no longer valid."

A mocking smile appeared on Ye Jinming's lips. "Is that so? Speaking of which, Your Holiness, your people aren't exactly known for their shrewdness. My Jinyu Qingsong has been ransacked!"

Bei Chen Yuanhuang immediately understood that Ye Jinming was referring to him; Ye Jinming already knew that Huanyu Qizang had stolen his medicinal formula. "Then I wonder how much Young Master Ye has lost?"

Ye Jinming casually replied, "More than ten thousand taels of gold."

Bei Chen Yuanhuang didn't care about this small amount of money at all. "Once this matter is settled, Yi Liu will give you 20,000 gold coins!"

Ye Jinming smiled gently, "Then thank you very much, Your Holiness."

(They provided both manpower and materials to help research the Deadly Poison, and now they're even giving me money. Yi Liu is truly a fat sheep—)

Ah, no, he's a really good person.

Inside the corridor of death, the battle has reached a fever pitch.

Su Huanzhen knew that the difference in their foundations was too great, and that a direct attack would be like throwing an egg against a rock. The only way to win was to use skill to overcome force and wisdom to achieve victory.

Faced with Wolongxing's renewed attack, he used the Bagua Mystery Step, his figure as ethereal as smoke, leaving several afterimages in the narrow corridor.

Strange, strange, strange moves, strange styles, strange and unpredictable; unparalleled, unmatched skills, unparalleled and ruthless.

"Drink!" Wolongxing's offensive remained unchanged. As his palms flew, his energy intertwined like invisible ropes, forming a net that blocked all escape routes.

"The roar of the azure dragon shatters the clouds!"

Su Huanzhen spotted the key node in the Qi Network and unleashed another ultimate move.

But he used his palms to transform, not to directly confront the opponent, but to use a wonderful technique of absorbing energy, taking in part of Wolongxing's palm force, and then using that force against him, striking back at Wolongxing's vital acupoints!

"puff""

The force struck, but it vanished like mud into the sea. Wolongxing's clothes sank slightly in front of his chest, as if he were boneless, soft mud, completely dissipating the fierce finger strike into nothingness.

Su Huanzhen's attack failed, his old strength was exhausted, and before his new strength could be generated, Wolongxing's counterattack arrived!

"Ugh!" Su Huanzhen was struck in the chest, his body flying backwards several steps like a kite with a broken string. When he landed, he vomited a mouthful of crimson blood, staining his Taoist robe red.

The Crouching Dragon cannot afford to catch his breath; he must circulate his palms once more.

Su Huanzhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes suddenly sharpening: "I've seen this move before; the flaw has been revealed. It's time!"

He neither dodged nor avoided the blow, but instead stood up and took the devastating palm strike head-on!

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The powerful energy surged into his body, and Su Huanzhen's face instantly turned ashen, his bones creaking as if they were about to fall apart.

But he clenched his teeth, his internal energy surging, forcibly absorbing and transforming this power capable of shattering mountains and splitting peaks, then pushed out with both palms—

"Here you go!"

The same move, the same trajectory, crashed down on Wolongxing!

"Hmm?" Wolongxing exclaimed in surprise for the first time, staggered back several steps by the blow that was used against him in the same way, and the stone slabs beneath his feet shattered inch by inch.

At this point in the battle, Wolongxing seemed to have been aroused.

With a sudden movement, he split into two. One figure feigned an attack from the front, while the other appeared behind Su Huanzhen like a ghost, aiming straight for his back with both palms!

The same moves, the same variations, a mirror-like duel unfolds in this fantastical space.

A rare hint of approval appeared on Wolongxing's stiff face.

"drink"

The two bodies of the Crouching Dragon merge into one, and the ultimate move is finally revealed.

He raised both palms to the sky, and his energy materialized into a golden dragon that roared out, baring its fangs and claws, and lunged straight at Su Huanzhen. The dragon's might was overwhelming, and it wanted to completely devour the intruder!

"Ya Yi" 6

Su Huanzhen also held nothing back, unleashing his full power to conjure a golden dragon form and meet the attack head-on!

The two dragons collided with a deafening roar!

The entire Death Corridor shook violently, as if the space itself was about to be torn apart.

Su Huanzhen could no longer hold on; he coughed up blood and swayed precariously.

At that moment, Wolongxing moved in an instant and arrived in front of Su Huanzhen.

Su Huanzhen thought the final blow was about to come, but he saw that Wolongxing did not strike out with his hands, but instead gently placed them on his back.

Immediately, Wolongxing's figure began to become transparent and dissipate, turning into specks of firefly light.

The last thing left on that cold face was not murderous intent, but a sense of relief at having fulfilled a wish and a solemn entrustment.

"Huh?" Su Huanzhen was taken aback, then realized. This was not a killing formation, but a trial.

As Wolongxing's spiritual consciousness dissipated, the surrounding scenery rippled and shattered like waves.

The runic light in the Death Corridor dimmed rapidly, and the sounds of the mechanisms operating ceased completely.

Outside the long corridor, everyone saw the red light suddenly disappear and the smoke and dust dissipate, revealing a smooth road in the desolate place that had swallowed countless experts!

Jin Baoyin was pleasantly surprised: "It's broken! The Death Corridor has been broken!"

Still clutching his upside-down head, his face filled with disbelief, he exclaimed, "Talking upside down! It was clearly a fierce battle, how did Su Huanzhen break the formation? This—"

As the Corridor of Death collapsed, Su Huanzhen gracefully walked towards the Legend of Xuanyuan.

Outside the corridor, the martial arts practitioners clapped and cheered, "Su Huanzhen solved the mechanism so easily! He's amazing!"

"That's amazing!"

Su Huanzhen picked up the Xuanyuan Chronicle, turned around, and walked out of the corridor.

Outside the Ghost River and the Corridor of Death, undercurrents surge.

As Su Huanzhen stepped out of the corridor, holding the ancient Xuanyuan Treasure Box, he was immediately surrounded by greedy, fearful, and inquisitive gazes.

Bei Chen Yuanhuang was the first to attack, her dark red robes fluttering in the cold wind. Her voice was laced with sarcasm: "Now that you've gone through so much trouble to obtain this treasure, why doesn't the wise man open it here and let all the heroes of the world see it for themselves?"

Su Huanzhen shook his head slightly and held the treasure box protectively in front of him: "This item is of great importance, please forgive me for not being able to open it."

These words immediately caused a stir among the crowd.

A reckless demonic cultivator pushed forward and started shouting, "Hey, Su Huanzhen, it's not like you'll lose a piece of flesh just by looking! Open up! Open up!"

Surrounded by the crowd, Su Huanzhen looked troubled, but his tone was resolute: "Please, everyone, do not make things difficult for me."

Bei Chen Yuan Huang and Huan Yu Qi Cang exchanged a glance. The latter sneered, his voice not loud but extremely penetrating: "I've heard that whoever obtains this item will gain the world. Could it be that the sage Su Huan Zhen truly intends to conquer the world?"

That's quite a statement. Su Huanzhen was, after all, the martial arts emperor of two hundred years ago.

The cry of "Treasures of the Universe" immediately ignited outrage among martial arts practitioners.

The martial arts practitioners around them, blinded by desire, raised their arms and shouted, "That's right! Su Huanzhen, open the box!"

"Let's see what kind of treasure it is!"

Public outrage was palpable, and murderous intent lurked beneath the surface.

Su Huanzhen: Hearing this, he felt somewhat helpless. "Please, everyone, do not make things difficult for me. Su Huanzhen has absolutely no intention of taking it for himself, much less any intention of coveting the world."

Still clutching his upside-down head, he sighed, "Su Huanzhen, I think you're in for a tough time!"

Just as the atmosphere was tense and on the verge of spiraling out of control—

Tan Wuyu stepped forward from the crowd and stood before Su Huanzhen, saying, "Since everyone wants to see it, then I will do it."

Su Huanzhen glanced sideways: "Talk about having no desires—"

Tan Wuyu approached and stood beside Su Huanzhen, whispering, "I understand your predicament."

Immediately, he leaned close to Su Huanzhen's ear and rapidly analyzed the situation in a voice only the two of them could hear: "There are so many experts in front of us, each one of them is eyeing us covetously. Are you sure you can win if the two of you fight with all your might? Besides, if you don't open this gate, you'll die on your own; I'm not going to play along!"

Su Huanzhen was still somewhat embarrassed: "You, you, you—you're really sacrificing your fellow Daoist to save yourself!"

Tan Wuyu said matter-of-factly, "Anyway, I'm the one driving, not you. Just pretend I'm curious too. That way you can explain yourself, and I won't have to be chased down with you. Anyway, if we don't drive, we're doomed. Put it down!"

Su Huanzhen knew that this was the only way to break the deadlock at the moment, and sighed, "Alas—so be it."

Tan Wuyu took the Xuanyuan Pass from Xuanyuan, turned to face the crowd, and said loudly, "As everyone wishes, I will open it once. Afterwards, please do not make things difficult for us and let us leave!"

My brain was already buzzing with excitement as I blurted out, "Of course!"

Huan Yu Qi Cang nodded slightly, but a hint of calculation flashed in his eyes.

Under the intense gaze of countless eyes, Tan Wuyu took a deep breath, his fingers gripping the spring on the box, and slowly lifted it. "What's this?"

The moment the lid was opened, a blinding golden light burst forth!

Five dazzling beams of light shot into the sky like meteors, tearing through the gloomy sky above the Ghost River and shooting off in all directions!

"The treasure has flown away!"

"Quick, after them!"

"Don't let them get away!"

The crowd that had been tightly packed together instantly erupted into chaos, like sharks smelling blood, and they all used their lightness skills to frantically chase after the direction in which the light and shadow had disappeared.

Bei Chen Yuan Huang and Huan Yu Qi Cang exchanged a glance and immediately vanished in a flash of light.

At the same time, Gui Liang Tianxia had already disappeared without a trace.

His mind was in a frenzy, and he jumped up and down, shouting, "Come and see!"

Jin Baoyin nodded, and the two of them then chased after the light and shadow.

Ye Jinming also followed the direction in which the divine artifact had flown away.

The once bustling corridor was now empty except for Su Huanzhen and Tan Wuyu, and the mess on the ground.

Su Huanzhen watched the dissipating light in the sky, his brow furrowed: "This is bad—"

Tan Wuyu stood still, his body swaying slightly, his voice carrying an unusual calm: "Su Huanzhen, everyone has left."

Su Huanzhen sensed something was wrong and stepped forward to support him: "You—"

Tan Wuyu said with a bitter smile, "My eyes—are blind."

Su Huanzhen was shocked: "Tan Wuyu—!"

Tan Wuyu suppressed his discomfort and lowered his voice: "Alright, stop shouting so loudly, are you afraid people won't know I'm injured?"

Well----"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his internal energy completely disrupted.

Su Huanzhen hurriedly checked his pulse and found that his internal organs had been injured by the backlash from when the treasure box was opened, and his breathing was severely disordered.

Tan Wuyu, finding joy even in hardship, said, "You should thank me."

Su Huanzhen was somewhat anxious. "Stop joking. Your internal organs have been injured, and your breathing is completely out of control. Quickly take the Yuan-Protecting Golden Pill."

After taking the elixir, Tan Wuyu's breathing calmed down slightly, but he was still weak.

Su Huanzhen was both angry and anxious: "I'll take you to see a doctor right away!"

Having said that, Su Huanzhen didn't delay any longer. He carried Tan Wuyu on his back, transformed into a white light, and hurried away.

I'm going to the Window of Imprisonment to see the Lord of the Remnant Forest, since he has experience in treating the disabled.

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