"Hmph, do you want to trap me in such a ghost place? I'm dreaming!"
Yang Dong muttered to himself, then stuffed the key into his pocket. Immediately, he swaggered towards the outside of the cell.
With the power of Qi and blood to help detect, he is like a humanoid radar, able to easily avoid the overt and hidden whistles in the dungeon.
Of course, the power of qi and blood is not without its shortcomings. The two most important shortcomings are that large-scale exploration consumes a lot of energy and blood; the other is that it is easy to be noticed by high-level warriors.
But Yang Dong is not too worried about these. When he was thrown in just now, he had already inspected it.
At present, it seems that there is no master who has surpassed his own cultivation level, otherwise Yu Xiaoyu would not be able to sneak in.
Of course, this is not foolproof. If there is a strong man in the Wuzong realm in the dungeon, then Yang Dong will be completely kicked to the iron plate this time.
But...it seems safe for now.
First find a way to get some information, and then find the location of the little princess.
Although that girl always has trouble with him, her nature is not bad.
In other words, Yang Dong said that if he was really allowed to die without saving his life, he would not be able to overcome this obstacle in his heart.
Due to the long-term lack of air circulation, the entire dungeon was filled with a rotten smell.
Yang Dong wrinkled his nose, stood up and walked towards where there were people nearby.
At this moment, at the corner of the cell, two men in black night clothes were whispering to each other.
"As soon as the Altar Master returned, he brought us a big gift. It seems that our sect is getting more and more prosperous!"
"Who says it's not the case? With the altar master presiding over the grand ceremony, both of you and I can get some benefits. By the way, what state are you in now?"
"I'm just starting out, and now I can barely defeat a high-grade martial artist. In terms of cultivation, I'm far inferior to you, brother! If I remember correctly, you have already defeated a first-grade martial artist, right?"
"Hey, a mere record is nothing to mention. Speaking of which, is your time coming soon?"
"Brother, I still have seven or eight days to go. Why, brother, are you coming?"
The older man in black coughed lightly and deliberately lowered his voice:
"I counted the days, and it should be these two days. You can't tell others about this. If you come here during the grand ceremony, maybe I can absorb more of the essence."
"I'm so lucky, brother! Don't worry, I've always been tight-lipped. My father always praised me since I was a child."
The young man in black said, with a look of pride on his cheeks.
The older man in black nodded, took a deep look at the junior in front of him and said:
"I didn't realize it. Your kid actually comes from a noble family. Unlike our family, we worked hard to become a duke. Later, we were framed and thrown into prison..."
Speaking of this, the older man in black sighed deeply,
"By the way, little brother, where are you from?"
"People from Qinghe County in the Great Zhou Dynasty..."
On the other side, Yang Dong couldn't help but frown slightly as he listened to the conversation between the two.
It sounds like the two people responsible for guarding the dungeon are not ordinary people. But they can only live with fine clothes and fine food, so why do they come to a place where birds don't poop?
On the other side, after hearing the words of the young man in black, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the older man in black.
But on the surface, he still had a gentle smile.
"There is a prince with a different surname in Qinghe County of the Great Zhou Dynasty. His surname seems to be Chu. Is your boy's surname Chu?"
When the young man in black heard this, his expression changed slightly!
He bent down suddenly and carefully looked at his surroundings. After seeing that no one around noticed them, he lowered his voice and said:
"My elder brother is so knowledgeable that I put my juniors to shame. To be honest, my juniors are exactly..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man in black suddenly felt a chill in his throat.
He felt some hot liquid dripping on his feet. He lowered his head subconsciously, only to see blood pouring down his neck like a flood.
His expression froze, and then a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
He used all his strength to cast his gaze in the direction of the older man in black. His lips opened, but no words came out.
So he used all his strength to bite the poison pill hidden in his mouth...
At the same time, the older man in black calmly wiped the dagger in his hand, and then looked at the junior in front of him. Only this time, he could no longer hide the murderous intent in his eyes.
"Young man named Chu, don't blame me. If you do, blame your father for not being a son of a man and killing my family."
"I didn't expect that after so many years, I would be able to take revenge today!"
On the other side, a hint of realization finally appeared in the eyes of the young man in black.
But the next second, a crazy smile appeared on his cheeks.
"die……"
"die……"
Under the gaze of the older man in black, the junior's eyes gradually became dull, until finally they lost all their luster.
On the other side, Yang Dong was hiding aside and suddenly frowned.
Wait, the smell of the air seems to have changed...
At the same time, Yang Dong felt that his breathing became difficult.
With a stern look on his face, he immediately closed his eyes to rest, held his breath, and mobilized the power of qi and blood in his body to remove toxins from his body.
After just a cup of tea, he suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief...
Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough, otherwise I might have run into trouble today.
However, compared to Yang Dong, the older man in black was not so lucky.
I saw that his body was already stiff at this moment, and his eyes were deeply protruding, like the eyes of a dead fish. His round eyeballs, now covered with bloodshot eyes, were staring at the body of the junior in front of him.
Do you see it? This is an unorthodox sect. One moment, you are in love with your elder brother, and the next moment, you are at odds with each other...
These cultists are just a bunch of people. How could I be afraid of them?
Yang Dong scratched his head disdainfully and continued to explore the dungeon.
Soon, he had an overview of the situation in the entire dungeon. Except for some heavily guarded places, he went in most places.
Unfortunately, Wanyan Yue's location was not found.
However, up to now, some things have actually been explained.
For example, Wan Yanyue's position must have been closely monitored, which was completely different from his almost free-ranging attitude.
Did you guess wrong?
Is it possible that it was not the people from these sects who captured Wan Yan Yue, but the people from the Hou Jin Dynasty?
Yang Dong frowned, thoughts surging in his heart.
At this moment, he heard another conversation between two dungeon guards.
"Brother, have you heard? Our altar leader intends to get involved in the war between the three empires this time. To this end, he even kidnapped a princess."
