Chapter 261: The Wall Breaks! The Bloodied Royal Tomb Hall

Boom!
Under the cover of “Yitong”’s formidable cultivation skills, with a loud roar, a group of people finally worked together to shatter the blue ghost-faced wall that had trapped hundreds of disciples from the seven major sects.
The blue ghost-faced wall, which had withstood fierce attacks for several minutes, completely collapsed at that moment, and everyone showed relieved and joyful smiles!
Yet!
As the wall fell…
The moment the passage opened before them, ninjas armed with multiple flying knives appeared out of nowhere in everyone’s sight!
In an instant!
Everyone’s gaze froze!
The smiles that had just appeared on their faces instantly stiffened, replaced by intense fear and anger.
There were at least thirty ninjas in the passage!
Dressed in standard ninja attire, each with cold eyes, they held thin flying knives in their crossed hands, each emitting a chilling and terrifying glow.
Faced with countless snow-white flying knives, a profound sense of coldness surged in everyone’s hearts, including Yitong. Seeing what was in the passage, everyone immediately understood…
This!!
This wasn’t some trap at all—it was simply a checkpoint set up by ninjas who wanted to plunder the royal tomb!
“Dodge!!”
Thirteen Stick Monks’ expressions changed abruptly!
With a sharp shout, disciples from the seven major sects rushed backward at full speed, desperately trying to replenish their protective energy that had been severely depleted.
“Swish, swish!”
Almost as soon as the disciples from the seven sects retreated from the passage, the ninjas showed fierce expressions. With a shake of their hands, countless gleaming flying knives filled the passage with loud buzzing sounds.
The moment they left the passage!
The flying knives split into three!
The snow-white knives quickly filled everyone’s vision, flying in chaotic trajectories that were dazzling and impossible to defend against.
In an instant, screams filled the air!
Including the Thirteen Stick Monks, most were badly injured in this attack and fell from the sky. Although the Wudang sect’s disciples were skilled in lightness skills, their combat abilities were weaker. At such close range, they couldn’t escape the barrage of flying knives, and several of them died mid-air. The Shaolin and Wudang sects also suffered losses, not to mention the other sects.
At least thirty people from the Flying Tiger Gate, who intended to strike down their enemies when they were weak, were pierced by flying knives mid-air, turning into bloody messes as blood rained down from all sides.

Although the Lingyin Sect and the Beggars’ Gang suffered less damage than the Flying Tigers Gate, they had already lost over half of their members after two rounds—truly a tragic situation. On the other hand, the Emei Sect and the Colorful Robes Sect remained further back. The former was surprised by the appearance of Yitong and Fengwu Caiyi, and was somewhat reluctant to mix with the people from the Flying Tigers Gate and the Beggars’ Gang, so they suffered almost no damage. As for the latter, the moment trouble arose, Yitong immediately swung his Arhat Axe, protecting all the members of the Colorful Robes Sect behind him. Intense flying knives kept crashing into the Arhat Axe, sparking bright flames! The clanging sound was incessant! In Yitong’s hands, the Arhat Axe’s 50% blocking rate and 200-point weapon defense enhancement truly came into play. The chubby man, like a warrior god, wielded his massive axe, deflecting most of the flying knives under pressure. Even though some still reached the Colorful Robes Sect members, they were scattered by Xiao Pupi, Lian Jiu, and the Three Wolves, minimizing the threat… Under Yitong’s protection, the group retreated behind a stone pillar. The other sects were in a dire situation, leaving behind corpses or hiding behind pillars to recover from severe injuries! The total number of deaths and injuries was no less than in the previous round. It’s no wonder! Previously, the number of flying knives fired from the holes in the Ghost Face Wall was limited due to the number of holes. Now that the wall was broken, all the ninja with flying knives were like tigers freed from chains, doubling their lethality and threat. It was only natural that they couldn’t withstand such a sudden attack. Additionally, fortunately, the remaining group consisted of relatively elite fighters, with skilled individuals like the “Thirteen Rod Monks” and “Yitong” leading the way. Otherwise, the casualties might have doubled after this round. “Emei Sect, are you planning to wait until all of us from the six major sects are dead before stepping in?!” Although the Flying Tigers Gate was slightly annoyed that the Colorful Robes Sect suffered no damage, the latter’s demonstrated strength showed they were not an ordinary student gang. It was not wise to offend them under such circumstances. Hearing the Flying Tigers Gate’s mockery, several girls from the Emei Sect immediately retorted indignantly: “The passage is that narrow—where are we supposed to go?” “It’s clearly your fault for not noticing us. Don’t blame us! Didn’t you guys from the Flying Tigers Gate give way so we could enter first? Now you regret it?” “Exactly!” “Hmph!” “Scoundrels!” After being bombarded with complaints from the beautiful girls, the members of the Flying Tigers Gate turned pale with anger.

The other sects remained silent. When the royal tomb was opened, they were indeed eager and ignored the potential dangers inside. Looking back now, it’s understandable they blamed the Emei Sect. As they spoke, another dozen people were killed by flying knives and lay dead on the ground. The atmosphere in the royal tomb hall instantly became even more dangerous and brutal… “Everyone!” Ouyang Qing’s voice rang out again, “This isn’t the time for arguments. I hope everyone can set aside their prejudices and work together to eliminate the flying knife ninjas in the passage… Otherwise, no single sect has the strength to get through!” “The brother from the Wudang Sect is right,” said a few of the Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks, while protecting their injured brethren and agreeing. At this moment, the Shaolin Sect’s numerical disadvantage became increasingly apparent; however, the same issue arose among the other sects as well. “Brothers from the Huashan Sect!” Suddenly, someone from the Beggars’ Sect shouted, “Among our seven major sects, your brother is quite skilled in martial arts. How about he goes first, with us following, and we charge into the passage?” “Tch!” As soon as those words were spoken, someone from the Colorful Robes Sect immediately scoffed, “What’s the use of strong protective skills? There are dozens of flying knife ninjas in there. If you’re brave, go in and see! Don’t think just because we’re students, we’re ignorant!” After a pause, they sneered coldly, “If you want us to be cannon fodder, better save your breath.” Those words made the man from the Beggars’ Sect blush and stammer. “That’s not what I meant…” “Hmph, no need to explain.” The people from the major sects watched anxiously as flying knives continued to fly through the hall, worsening the situation and causing deaths at any moment. As the major sects waited, each with their own motives, someone from behind the crowd shouted, “If they can shoot, can’t you?” The arguing in the hall vanished instantly. Those words woke everyone up! Right! Before, it was because of the Ghost Face Wall blocking the way, but now that it had collapsed, the enemy was right inside the passage. It seemed that in a shootout, the ninjas inside had no advantage at all. The people from the seven major sects quickly took out bows, arrows, flying knives, and other hidden weapons. Only a few Wudang Sect disciples nearby glanced in surprise at the young man in blue clothes beside them, whose face was smeared with blood and who was smiling foolishly, then gave him thumbs up.