The stone room was filled with gold, silver and jewelry, shining with dazzling light, making people unable to open their eyes and dazzle.

In the center of the stone chamber, there is an ancient jade bookshelves, with an ancient book emitting a faint light on it.

The man in white walked forward and carefully picked up the ancient book. There were four big characters written on the cover - "Taixuan Divine Art".

A powerful aura emanates from the pages of the book, making people feel shocked.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this must be the legendary peerless secret book and was extremely excited.

They walked out of the maze with a load of treasures and "Taixuan Divine Art".

What caught my eye was an open plain, with green grass and a magnificent city standing in the distance. The walls were towering into the clouds and majestic, as if a giant dragon was entrenched on the earth.

The sun shines on them, as if blessing them for victory.

They looked at each other, and the sunshine poured down generously, casting long shadows in front of the city gate, twisting and exaggerating the figures of the group.

After experiencing the hardships of the maze, they finally stood at the foot of this majestic city. The walls were towering, as if they were about to pierce the sky, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

A joy that survived the disaster spread among them, and even the air seemed to have the smell of freedom.

Young Master Xing was even more excited as a sparrow, chattering constantly, completely forgot about the pain in his arms.

However, this joy is like a flash in the pan.

Just as they stepped into the city gate, the originally lazy guard suddenly seemed to be facing a great enemy, and his shaky swords pointed at their throats in unison.

The cold steel aura instantly dispelled the relaxed atmosphere before, and an inexplicable chill rushed straight from the soles of the feet and head.

"Stop! Where is the secret book of the maze?!" A rough voice rang in everyone's ears like thunder, shaking the eardrums buzzing.

The guards' heads were full of flesh and stared at them fiercely, as if they were unforgivable criminals.

The man in white had quick eyes and fast hands. He protected Xiaohong behind him, and his eyes were like a hawk and falcon to scan the guards around him.

He thought to himself that it was not good, it seemed that their whereabouts had been exposed.

"We are members of the Thunder Cloud Gang!" The Thunder Lord stepped forward, and his voice was like a loud bell, trying to shock these guards with the name of the gang.

"I am the leader of the Thunder Cloud Gang. Do you dare to block the way?"

The guard leader was not moved at all, but instead sneered: "The city lord has an order to search all those entering and leaving the city gate, no exception is allowed!"

Search? The man in white felt a sank, it was clearly for them!

The guards rascally searched their belongings, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

Mo Xiao moaned deliberately, lifted up his sleeves, revealing the wound that had been scratched by poisonous arrows in the maze.

The guards' attention was indeed attracted. Just in the flash, Mr. Xing secretly hid the book "Taixuan Divine Art" in his arms, and his movements were so fast that it was breathtaking.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew down from the city wall and landed lightly in front of everyone.

The person who came was wearing a blue shirt and had a handsome face. He was the mysterious blue shirt guest I met at the entrance of the maze before.

His wrist shook, and several sleeve arrows broke out of the air, accurately shooting down the torch in the guard's hand.

With a "boom", the torch fell to the ground, splashing a piece of Mars, and the city gate suddenly fell into chaos.

Taking advantage of this chaos, the secret book in Mr. Xing's arms accidentally slipped to the ground.

Under the firelight, everyone suddenly discovered that ancient runes appeared on the city wall, echoing the light emitted from the cover of the secret book.

The pupil of the Thunder Lord suddenly contracted and exclaimed: "This is... the mark of Tianji Pavilion!"

Tianji Pavilion, an organization that mysteriously disappeared twenty years ago, now their mark appears here!

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and an ominous premonition arose.

Only then did they realize that they seemed to be involved in a bigger conspiracy...

"This...what is going on?" Mr. Xing asked in a trembling voice.

The Thunder Lord looked solemn, shook his head slowly, but his eyes stared at the flashing runes on the city wall, and said word by word: "We... are probably stepping into one... one..."

The clanging sound of the city gates closing heavily echoed like a death knell.

The dust was flying, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of fear.

From the dust and mist, hundreds of black-clad killers appeared, and they were as silent as ghosts and deadly.

Their swords were extremely sharp and shone with dangerous light in the flashing torch light.

A chill that was even colder than the steel itself spread down Bai Yiren's spine.

This is not a random search, but a carefully planned ambush.

Bai Yiren broke a nearby flagpole, and the cracked wood creaked in his hands.

The familiar weight, roughly rubbing his calloused hands, made people feel relieved inexplicably.

He looked at Qingshanke and tacitly understood each other.

They formed an indestructible wall of resistance, and among the crowd in black who was rushing like a tide, it was like a small island of resistance.

The air was filled with the sound of steel collisions, the humming when he tried hard, and the disgusting muffled sound of the body hitting the pebbles.

Bai Yiren moved with agility and grace as a dancer, and the broken flagpole turned into a ball of flying broken wood and powerful force in his hands.

Every swing is precise and fatal, due to his urgent need to protect a small circle of friends trapped in this fatal crisis regardless of his efforts.

He could smell the pungent smell of blood and felt the warm blood splattering on his face.

At the same time, Xiaohong had a pale face but a firm expression and was not idle.

She remembered the small bag of gunpowder they found in the maze and moved with amazing agility.

Her slender fingers moved quickly, tapping on the flint and igniting the fuse.

With a series of deafening explosions, the side doors bent and cracked, revealing a narrow escape passage leading to the city's maze-like alley.

"Go away!" she screamed, her voice barely acoustic in the noise of the battle.

Young Master Xing hugged the precious book tightly in front of his chest and stumbled towards the opening.

Suddenly, a burning pain penetrated one side of his body.

He looked down and saw a dark red blood stain blooming on his tunic, and the blood stain spread to the old leather cover of the ancient book.

The cover emits a faint light as his blood blends with the ancient ink.

The strange characters flashed with ethereal light and emerged, hovering on the cover like a ghost's whisper.

The sudden appearance of luminous words shocked the attackers, and precious gaps appeared in their team.

Bai Yiren seized this opportunity and slammed violently, repelling the attacker closest to him.

"Get out of the door! Hurry!" he roared, his voice hoarse from his eagerness.
Chapter completed!