I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

"This is a bit strange. This secret room is quite large, but if there were any traps or mechanisms, how could there be no trace of them? Could it be... that old guy lied to me?"

At this moment, the old man's lewd appearance suddenly appeared in Huang Quan's mind, but as soon as he thought of it, Huang Quan immediately shook his head and banished the image of the old man from his mind.

"No, although that old guy is despicable, shameless, dirty, filthy, and vulgar, and he's not good in this way or that, his situation isn't exactly good either. He shouldn't be lying to me about this, so I must have overlooked something."

"But... what's missing?"

"What is it?" Huang Quan slowly raised his head, looked around, and slowly the contents of the secret room began to appear in his mind.

"Walls? Doors? Soil? That's all there is to this secret room. What else is there? What else could there be?"

"Wait! No, what I haven't thought of? What I haven't thought of... is this!" A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Huang Quan's mind.

"Yes, it must be it! It's the only one that wasn't on my radar."

At this moment, Huang Quan suddenly opened his eyes and looked intently.

That's a coffin!

And once a thought arises, a corresponding action will naturally follow. Since Huang Quan had already conceived of it, he naturally began to act.

He glanced at all the coffins in the secret chamber and counted them. He found that there were a total of thirty-nine coffins, but he couldn't gain anything just by looking at the coffins. So he still had to do what he needed to do.

"I apologize for my offense, esteemed patriarchs of the Imperial Sword Clan." Huang Quan cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, then knelt down and kowtowed thirty-nine times.

Thirty-nine heads, thirty-nine acts of respect.

Although Huang Quan doesn't particularly like things like family, he's not a petty person; he still has to show respect to the dead.

After doing all this, Huang Quan rolled up his sleeves and walked lightly toward the first coffin. He examined the coffin and saw that the deeds of the clan leader were engraved on the front of it.

Zhang Fei, the second patriarch of the Emperor Sword Clan, was a late-stage Great Emperor. During the upheavals of families on the continent in ancient times, he vowed to protect his clan and led the Emperor Sword Clan through the difficult times...

Zhang Jun, the third-generation patriarch of the Emperor Sword Clan, possessed a cultivation level at the peak of the mid-stage of the Great Emperor Realm. He dedicated his life to creating the Emperor Sword Illusionary Land, allowing the Emperor Sword Clan to continue to this day...

Zhang Xin, the fourth patriarch of the Emperor Sword Clan, is at the peak of the mid-stage of the Great Emperor Realm and has stabilized the Emperor Sword Illusionary Ground for over 35,000 years...

……

Zhang Sha, the twelfth patriarch of the Emperor Sword Clan, was at the peak of the early stage of the Great Emperor Realm. He protected the Emperor Sword Clan from external invasion for 19,000 years before dying when his lifespan ended...

Seeing this, Huang Quan felt a sense of awe at the great achievements of these predecessors, but also a touch of sorrow for these powerful figures...

Despite possessing such formidable strength, he still succumbed to the ravages of time, ultimately turning into dust in this cold underground...

Of course, Huang Quan wasn't the kind of person who would be swayed by other people's affairs. He calmed himself down and continued searching for clues on the coffins.

"Since the second patriarch, the coffins have been in use since then. If that's the case, then there should be one less coffin here..."

"And the missing coffin must belong to the first clan leader, Zhang Xuan! So where is her coffin?" Huang Quan wondered to himself as he walked to the thirteenth coffin.

Just then, a very familiar feeling suddenly emerged in Huang Quan's heart, causing him to stop in his tracks, his eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously looked at the thirteenth coffin.

Unlike before when he actively sought information about the coffin, this time he felt very passive, as if he was being guided by the coffin.

The next moment, Huang Quan felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had been here before. However, this feeling was so faint that it was imperceptible unless one calmed down and focused on it. This caused him some confusion.

Before he could figure it out, a drop of blood suddenly spilled from his forehead, as if out of his control, and dripped directly onto the thirteenth coffin.

"My blood?" Huang Quan was shocked, his astonishment deepening.

However, after the blood dripped, a powerful force suddenly emanated from the coffin, blasting Huang Quan away without any warning, causing his body to make intimate contact with a wall not far away.

With a loud bang, the wall was dented by Huang Quan, forming several thin and long cracks, but Huang Quan was completely unharmed.

"What...what's going on?!" Huang Quan climbed down from the wall, his brows furrowed deeply. In that instant, the secret chamber had undergone a complete transformation.

Suddenly, all the coffins started moving, but it gave the impression that their current positions were their original locations.

Cracks began to appear on the floor of the secret chamber, but the size, depth and range of these cracks were basically the same. So rather than cracks, they were forming some kind of huge pattern.

The sounds echoed through the secret chamber, and Huang Quan tried his best to calm himself down. His gaze swept around the entire secret chamber again, but now it felt as if it was about to collapse, yet something was supporting it, preventing it from falling. There was a contrast, yet it felt normal.

When the last coffin and the last crack ended, what they embodied was also imprinted in Huang Quan's eyes.

Huang Quan was startled.

Chapter 206 Three Bridges

"It's actually a teleportation array. And a teleportation array made up of thirty-nine coffins! This is just too... extravagant!" Huang Quan couldn't believe it. Why would it take so much to build this teleportation array? And what about that drop of blood just now?

Just as Huang Quan was lost in thought, streaks of red light suddenly shone from the cracks in the teleportation array. These red lights, like countless blood vessels, were exceptionally bright, yet simultaneously caused Huang Quan's eyes to ache terribly.

Huang Quan slightly raised his left hand and placed it in front of his eyes, barely blocking the light. He also left a sliver of vision to observe what was to come.

The light continued to flash for a while before beginning to converge towards the center of the teleportation array.

And so, wave after wave of light, under the gaze of Huang Quan, eventually formed a bewitching body.

This body is clearly a woman. She has long red hair, still as red as blood. Her eyes are clearly made of spiritual power, yet they give people a strong sense of realism. The only thing is her face, which is not so beautiful and is quite ordinary. However, everything about her is so harmonious that it is impossible to find any fault with her appearance or anything else.

The light was still flickering, but it seemed to have become less intense because of the woman's appearance.

Huang Quan felt the light weaken, rubbed his eyes which were stinging from the light, looked again at the center of the teleportation array, and then turned his gaze to the woman.

"Who is this person? Could it be... her?" Huang Quan wondered to himself. However, due to his own caution and the fact that he had also considered that this woman was no ordinary person and that it was highly likely that she was that person, he had already planned to leave immediately should any unexpected situation arise.

The woman seemed to sense Huang Quan's gaze. She slowly raised her head and turned her gaze toward where Huang Quan was.

"You are... a member of our clan? The Emperor Sword Clan values ​​surnames and names. What is your name, junior?"

The woman's voice echoed softly in the secret room, yet it carried an irresistible power that locked onto Huang Quan.

So these words really sent shivers down Huang Quan's spine. Just from the woman's voice, Huang Quan felt that she could kill him with the slightest movement of her finger.

This proves how powerful this woman was in life. At least Huang Quan now is no match for her, and may not even be qualified to be called her opponent.

At this moment, Huang Quan felt depressed.

"This question is a bit difficult! If I don't answer it well, I might get killed by this woman who suddenly appeared. I guess I need to think about it carefully!"

That's right, that's exactly what Huang Quan was thinking. This woman is an ideology left behind by Zhang Xuan, which will only be revealed when it is touched by a member of the Emperor Sword Clan with the purest bloodline.

So, on the other hand, Huang Quan is someone who possesses the pure bloodline of the Emperor Sword Clan, a fact that Huang Quan probably couldn't even imagine, even if he had a headache thinking about it.

Because he believed that he was not a member of the Emperor Sword Clan at all, so how could he have the name of the Emperor Sword Clan?

Despite this, Huang Quan also vaguely sensed something unknown, though he was somewhat bewildered by it.

Perhaps what the old man meant by "nine deaths and one life" was Zhang Xuan's ideology!

But what can Huang Quan do now? Perhaps he can only try anything as a last resort?

"So what if I die! I'll never know what the outcome will be if I don't take the first step!" With that thought in mind, Huang Quan looked at Zhang Xuan with a determined gaze and said, word by word, "My surname is Huang, and my given name is Quan."

Upon hearing Huang Quan's answer, Zhang Xuan pondered for a moment, but Hua Rong did not show any change. Instead, she nodded in a way that surprised Huang Quan.

“Junior, I sense something different about you from this world, but with my current ideology, I can’t see through it.” Zhang Xuan’s questioning tone directly revealed Huang Quan’s deepest secret.

"Something different?" Upon hearing this, Huang Quan felt a slight tremor deep within his mind, which startled him greatly. He couldn't help but wonder, "Can one sense the power of evil energy simply through ideology?"

Just as Huang Quan was lost in thought, Zhang Xuan's voice came again.

“Junior, I don’t care how many secrets you have. Since you possess the pure blood of my clan, you must make contributions to my clan.”

However, such domineering words made Huang Quan frown. He wondered if Zhang Xuan had made a mistake.

“As the first patriarch of the Emperor Sword Clan, I respect you as a powerful elder, so I give you the proper courtesy. However…” Huang Quan’s tone changed, and he continued, “If you ask me, Huang Quan, to do something I don’t want to do, I would rather die than do it.”

The forcefulness in Huang Quan's words left no room for doubt.

Although he didn't know why he had some pure bloodline of the Emperor Sword Clan in his body, he still couldn't lose his confidence and face, after all, he didn't like being threatened again and again.

At this moment, Huang Quan's words also made Zhang Xuan pause slightly, as if she had encountered something she could not understand. However, she did not pay too much attention to it, because what followed was another difficulty for her.

"If that's the case, then answer my three questions. If they are correct, I will naturally grant your wish."

"Three questions?" Huang Quan frowned slightly, suddenly having a bad feeling.

"What if you can't answer?" Huang Quan asked.

"Die." Zhang Xuan uttered a word that filled one with despair, her face expressionless.

Upon hearing this, Huang Quan felt a chill run down his spine, and the chill only intensified.

However, despite this, Huang Quan had no room or reason to retreat. He had to leave this place. He still had so many things to do and could not waste his time here.

He gritted his teeth, channeling his spiritual energy throughout his body to suppress the chill emanating from his heart, and resolutely said, "Whatever the problem, bring it on!"

Zhang Xuan's expression didn't change much when she heard Huang Quan's words. She seemed unaffected by anything.

She then closed her eyes for a moment before slowly opening them again.

But this time when she opened her eyes, something was different. Her eyes were filled with a soft purple light, which slowly spread from her upper body to her entire body and then rushed towards the teleportation array beneath her feet, causing the array to start rotating.

In an instant, a purple light, different from the bewitching red, filled the entire secret room and covered Huang Quan, directly obstructing his vision.

When Huang Quan recovered, the world he saw had undergone a complete transformation.

Here is a clear blue sky, without white clouds or the sun, only three interconnected purple bridges.

The Purple Bridge is not large, only about ten meters long from beginning to end. Each bridge has a floating platform of about twenty square meters at both ends, as if supporting the three bridges. At this moment, Huang Quan is standing on the platform at the beginning of the first Purple Bridge, looking ahead with some confusion.

Unfortunately, he could only see the end of the first purple bridge, but not the beginning of the second purple bridge connected to it, let alone the beginning and end of the third purple bridge.

Perhaps only after he crosses the first purple bridge will he be able to see what the second purple bridge is like!

Just then, Zhang Xuan's cold voice rang out again.

"First question: Can you cross this bridge?"

"Huh? Cross this bridge?" Huang Quan was taken aback by the question, a little confused.

Although he had long guessed that Zhang Xuan's question must be related to the purple bridge in front of him, he did not expect that Zhang Xuan's question would be so simple and clear, which made him a little strange.

"Is that all?" Huang Quan asked, frowning.

“Yes!” Zhang Xuan replied.

"So... do I just need to answer your question, or do I actually need to cross this bridge?" At this moment, Huang Quan had a sudden thought and asked a crucial question.

After all, for Huang Quan, crossing this purple bridge and answering Zi Xuan's question are two different things.

But when Zixuan heard Huangquan's question, she simply replied softly, "I'm sorry! I can't answer your question. I can only tell you that if you want to know the second question, you must cross this bridge, and if you want to leave this place, you must walk this road."

"Complete it? Tsk tsk tsk! Isn't this just forcing me to cross three bridges?" Huang Quan said with a wry smile.