Chapter 258: Entering the Royal Tomb

Taking in the situation below, Kai Xin frowned deeply and remained silent for a long time.
The Royal Tomb… was different from Fox Den.
In his memory, the Royal Tomb was several times larger than Fox Den. Even with rapid movement using light-footed skills, it would be difficult to complete the first layer within half an hour!
Moreover, even the lowest-ranked ninjas on the first layer of the Royal Tomb were already at the later stage of the Creation Realm, possessing excellent flying dagger skills whose lethality was no less than that of experts in the Mysterious Realm—making them extremely troublesome! After entering, their first challenge seemed to be the extremely head-scratching Ghost Face Wall!
“Damn!”
The memories of the Royal Tomb emerged clearly in his mind. At first, Kai Xin didn’t think much of it, but then recalling that he had been at the Life and Death Realm when entering the Royal Tomb, his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly regretted sending a message to Jimo Sanlang to lead people into the Royal Tomb.
“Xiao Bei! Brother Lei!”
Kai Xin’s sudden serious tone startled the two of them, who immediately showed concern.
“The situation has changed. You two will probably have to stay outside!”
“Huh? Why?”
“Because of them? These ragtag bunches can be easily dealt with.”
Xiao Bei said hurriedly.
The Royal Tomb held great appeal for him, and since this mission was like tomb raiding—both exciting and an opportunity to fight the Japanese invaders—they had eagerly followed along.
Kai Xin explained calmly, “The Eight Trigrams Confusion Array of the Royal Tomb only allows access for a limited time. Once it closes, there’s no way in today. As you can see, even if the three of us work together, we can’t kill them all in such a short time…” He paused, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. “But… if we let them stay outside, who knows what might happen when we come out? It could lead to a massacre! If we all go in, we won’t be able to keep an eye on what’s happening outside. So, I need you two to stay outside and watch them, just in case things change.”
After his explanation, Xiao Bei and Lei Zhan quickly understood.
The dangers inside the Royal Tomb were unknown, and since it was their first time entering, they didn’t know where they might emerge. If ambushed by those people upon exit, they could suffer heavy losses. With that in mind, they nodded in agreement.
“Okay! Be careful.”
Lei Zhan said solemnly to Kai Xin.
Kai Xin nodded and gave instructions, “When we come out, I’ll send you a message in advance. At that time, focus on distracting them…”
“Don’t worry.”

As the two replied, their gazes fell on the crowd outside the royal tomb, and the warmth in their eyes suddenly cooled. As soon as they finished speaking, Happy didn’t hesitate anymore. Worrying about the safety of his brethren in colorful robes inside the tomb, he stepped forward. The bamboo leaves swayed as he rushed toward the entrance of the tomb like a giant bird, gliding over the group at Feihu Gate like a ghost under the scorching sun. His speed was so great that ordinary people could only feel a gust of wind passing over their heads, making it difficult to catch a glimpse of him. “Who!” It wasn’t until Happy got close to the entrance of the tomb and came into the group’s sight that someone finally realized something was wrong. They shouted in alarm, revealing Happy’s whereabouts. The leader of Feihu Gate, the man with a shaved head and a tiger tattoo, paled drastically! He shot to his feet in an instant, rushed four or five meters away from the crowd, and threw two flying knives at the man in blue who was approaching the tomb entrance—timing them perfectly! Whoosh! Whoosh! The man in blue dodged with astonishing speed, twisting his body mysteriously before accelerating even further into the tomb. The two flying knives sank deep into one side of the tomb entrance, missing their target. Failing to capture the man or even learn his name, the leader of Feihu Gate growled in frustration. Especially when he saw that the man didn’t linger at the entrance like ordinary people would but disappeared right away, he realized the man must also be carrying a focus-enhancing item and was likely here on a mission for his sect. His brows furrowed further. “Leader!” The group rushed after him. The leader raised a hand. “It’s fine. He’s probably not from the Seven Great Sects. To dare come alone! Bold!” “But our whereabouts have been exposed.” Someone expressed slight concern. “No need to worry.” The leader of Feihu Gate seemed prepared. “Since he’s not from the Seven Great Sects, there’s no need to worry. We don’t share the same goals. Even if he does reveal everything, no one will believe him. Let’s keep waiting here. Oh, and send a few others to search the bamboo forest. Also, arrange for some brothers to monitor the area. If anyone else comes, report immediately!” “Understood!” After the group left with the orders, the leader of Feihu Gate frowned again… For some reason, that blue figure from earlier seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before—there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity… …Hangzhou City. A group of ragged beggars walked out of the Wu Temple, supporting each other, quickly drawing the attention of many people.

Because usually, the members of the Beggars’ Gang rarely act together, and most of them are strangers—probably not local beggars from Hangzhou. Their appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Later, a group of people in fancy clothes appeared, pale and weak, cursing loudly. Sometimes, especially when a group of Flying Tiger Gate disciples came out, they glared at each other and shouted, “Trying to block my way? Damn it!” “Get lost! Things were so chaotic back then—who could have blocked anyone?”

The Flying Tiger Gate members, despite being cursed by the Beggars’ Gang, didn’t back down and retorted angrily. Amidst the shouting matches, more people gradually emerged from the Martial Temple, all looking grim, including a few Wudang sect disciples in black robes.

In less than five minutes, over a hundred people came out of the Martial Temple. Such a high death rate shocked many players who had also been revived, leading them to speculate that these people must have died at the same mission location.

“Bro, how did you die?”
“Ugh, don’t even mention it. If I had known it was that dangerous, I would never have gone. Wasted time and life… Damn it, they even hid hidden weapons inside.”
“With so many deadly hidden weapons, who could survive?”
“Sigh…” A few Wudang disciples also sighed, holding little hope for their comrades who survived inside.

More players grew curious and kept asking questions.

High mortality rates often came with astonishing rewards, and many were convinced that the place where these people took risks must be a highly secretive and dangerous area.

Weak and disheartened from death, their defenses were easily breached. With so many sects involved, it seemed no longer a secret. Thus, under their persistent questioning, a mysterious map named “Wang Ling” quickly spread throughout Hangzhou.