The entrance to Immortal Tomb stood as a monolithic testament to ancient power... The entrance was obscured by the shadows of towering cliffs and the whispers of ghosts creating that horror cinematic feeling.
Bai Lung, Xiao Ling'r, Xiao Long, and a few more disciples of the Heaven Fall sect stood before it, their figures stark against the eerie glow of the eclipse night.
The air was thick with anticipation and the scent of ancient dust.
"Senior Brothers and sisters, are you ready?" Xiao Long asked, his voice steady but his eyes betraying a flicker of unease.
As the Sect master's son, he bore the weight of expectations, yet the ominous aura of the tomb seemed to unsettle even his resolute heart.
He was the only son of Sect Master, and he was a talented individual when it came to cultivation.
Bai Lung's eyes glinted with an inscrutable light as he surveyed the tomb's entrance.
His darkish-red aura seemed to pulse in rhythm with the unseen energies that flowed from the ancient structure.
"Patience... Fellow Daoist. The tomb holds secrets that must be unraveled with care, not haste," Bai Lung spoke while his eyes turned sharp.
Xiao Ling'r, standing by Bai Lung's side, maintained her calm composure, her gaze steady and unwavering looking at her brother.
Not to mention she was Bai Lung's slave and her loyalty was absolute, furthermore, her mind sharpened to the intricacies of their shared ambition.
She too wished for more power and glory.
"Young Master Bai, we shall proceed now, the soul-freezing dust seems to have calmed down," she spoke, her tone respectful yet infused with a subtle determination.
Bai Lung nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips that was barely visible.
"Let's head in..." Said Bai Lung.
"Yes!!! Let's go..."
He himself was unable to see anything in this pitch darkness.
"Holy Prince Xiao Long, since you know the map... I will have to put my faith in you... Which path should we take? There are three paths... One is ahead, and at left and one at the right," Bai Lung's tone was cold and commanding,
"Mm... Based on the map! The correct path should be the path on the left," Xiao Long said while he felt a little doubtful of his words.
Based on the map there were only two paths. How come suddenly there are three?
"Are you sure? Because once we go... We may not be able to return," Bai Lung said as his feelings were telling him to go there.
However, he is a person who listens to his mind rather than his body. As a cursed child of heaven, a villain by identity, if his sense is telling him to go there, that means only one thing, there is trouble there.
'Your game is truly easy to master...' Bai Lung mocked the heavens as he understood the rules of the game without any hints.
A sharp mind is truly stronger than a sharp sword.
"Em... I am ashamed to say it, but, I am unsure if the path is truly safe or not because, based on an ancient map, the tomb was only supposed to have two paths,"
Bai Lung's eyes narrowed, his keen intellect immediately sensing the discrepancy in Xiao Long's words. "Hmm, I see. It appears the map we possess may not tell the full story. This tomb seems intent on keeping its secrets well hidden,"
He stroked his chin thoughtfully, the faint gleam in his eyes betraying the gears turning rapidly within his mind. "Very well, Holy Prince. Since you are uncertain, I believe it would be prudent to exercise caution. We shall proceed down the central path, for now." he responded.
Most disciples seem to nod at the middle path while few seem a little worried as the path to mid might not be suitable.
"of course, if anyone wishes to choose your own path, you are free to do so," Saying that, a loud footstep sounded that was moving through the middle path.
Bai Lung was knowingly making such loud noises to pressure them, playing a big psychological game.
Others were confused and scared... Thus, they hurriedly followed along in the pitch darkness, putting their complete trust in the Holy Envoy.
"Gulp! I am following Holy Envoy rather than choosing some other path,"