Chapter 299: Obedience of Ancient Lanterns

The three of them, Qin Jun, stood in front of the gate of the Black Raging City, feeling the magnificence of the city. Looking up, they couldn't see the end at all.

"Who goes there! This is the forbidden land of the Black Raging Cult. Do not trespass!" A disciple on the gate shouted in a deep voice, while a dozen archer disciples appeared on both sides, ready to shoot Qin Jun and his companions.

"We are here to find someone, please don't act rashly." Qin Jun raised his right hand above his head and smiled, while flicking his index finger. His frivolous gesture ignited the anger of the disciples above the gate, and they immediately shot arrows.

Lei Zhenzi waved his hand to deflect the arrows, and then with a gesture, a mysterious thunder descended, striking the disciples before they could react, leaving them no chance to survive.

At the same time, Yuan Hong arrived at the gate and kicked it down, causing a tremor throughout the Black Raging City.

In this way, Qin Jun and his companions walked into the Black Raging City as if taking a leisurely stroll. What came into their view was a spacious corridor, a hundred meters wide and fifty meters high, with two rows of stone pillars reaching a diameter of two meters, giving Qin Jun a feeling of being shrunk.

Disciples of the Black Raging Cult gathered around, most of them appearing out of thin air like ghosts.

"Who dares to intrude into our Black Raging City!"

A middle-aged cultivator with strange black patterns on his face shouted in a deep voice. The rest of the cultivators stared at Qin Jun and his companions, but no one dared to act recklessly.

Someone who dared to intrude so audaciously into the Black Raging City must have some backing.

"I want to find some people, they are down below!" Qin Jun stamped his foot and smiled. At this moment, the cultivator with the black patterns on his face suddenly changed his expression and pointed at Qin Jun, trembling, "You... you are... Emperor Qin!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding cultivators were in an uproar, then they all stepped back like a tide, looking at him with fear.

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows. Why did these cultivators recognize him?

Just as the cultivator with the black patterns on his face was about to speak, Gu Deng suddenly appeared in front of him and slapped him away. The other cultivators immediately half-knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, "Greetings, Master!"

Master?

Qin Jun couldn't help but size up Gu Deng, but Gu Deng had already changed his appearance, and Qin Jun couldn't recognize him at all. During the battle that day, Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi hadn't come out yet, so naturally, they didn't recognize Gu Deng either.

"I wonder who Emperor Qin is looking for." Gu Deng asked knowingly, with a hint of fear and hatred in his heart, but as he had lived for thousands of years, his ability to control his emotions was already impeccable.

"The people of the Abyss Gate. Master should know about my grievances with them, right?" Qin Jun squinted and smiled, thinking that with Gu Deng's attitude, he probably wouldn't stop them.

It seemed that the destruction of the Four Gods Sect had a deterrent effect.

Qin Jun thought smugly. If he knew that the person in front of him was the reinforcements invited by the North Palace Ancestor of the Southern Zhuo Dynasty, he probably wouldn't be so smug.

"Since it's the person Emperor Qin wants, I will take Emperor Qin down." Gu Deng smiled gently, as if he and Qin Jun were friends, but his gaze involuntarily glanced at Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi.

In this way, the group moved forward.

The unusually smooth progress made Qin Jun also keep a wary eye. What if it was Gu Deng's scheme?

After walking about four hundred meters, Gu Deng led Qin Jun and his companions to a lamp on the wall. He made a gesture, and the other disciples of the Black Raging Cult all understood and then retreated.

Gu Deng fumbled on the wall and suddenly pressed something, then a stone door opened.

"Interesting." Qin Jun chuckled softly. Gu Deng only politely smiled at this, and the four of them followed the stairs behind the stone door down.

The stairs spiraled downward, only a meter wide and very narrow.

When they reached the end, it was estimated to be seventy to eighty meters from the ground. Below was a square, with oil lamps distributed around the edge, and dozens of black-robed demon cultivators were busy. Qin Jun's gaze was directly drawn to the teleportation gate being built in the center of the square.

"That's it!" Qin Jun's eyes were ablaze. If he could use this teleportation gate to go to the headquarters of the Abyss Gate, there would be hope to save Little Candle Dragon.

Seeing Qin Jun and his companions coming down, a middle-aged demon cultivator with a full beard walked over and smiled, "Master Gu, is there anything I can help with?"

His gaze subconsciously turned to Qin Jun and the others, but he didn't know Qin Jun, as the sect had been isolated from the world for a long time and was unaware of the major events in the world.

"Emperor Qin, you are free to do as you please, just don't destroy my city." Gu Deng ignored the bearded demon cultivator and smiled at Qin Jun, then disappeared on the spot.

The bearded demon cultivator's face changed, and he naturally understood the meaning in Gu Deng's words. He nervously looked at Qin Jun and asked, "Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Hong appeared in front of him, kicked him, and with a bang, the bearded demon cultivator smashed into the wall dozens of meters away, startling the other demon cultivators who turned to look at them.

"Who are you people!"

"Bold!"

"Prepare for battle!"

Watching the panicked but not reckless Abyss Gate disciples, Qin Jun's eyes flashed with a hint of admiration, but of course, this admiration wouldn't make him soft-hearted.

"Take us to the headquarters of the Abyss Gate, and I will spare your lives!" Qin Jun smirked. Unconsciously, he was already looking down on the Abyss Gate, and it felt great.

And the transition time was very short, and it was estimated that the people in the kingdom wouldn't believe it.

"No way!" A demon cultivator immediately vetoed, but before he could finish his sentence, a bolt of thunder struck him in the face, directly turning him into a pile of ashes.

At the same time, in front of the stone door, Gu Deng stood quietly, his face full of ferocity.

"Control your emotions."

The voice of the Dark Dream Demon Lord entered his ears, startling him to turn around and see the Dark Dream Demon Lord standing behind him.

"You're crazy, they'll notice you!" Gu Deng transmitted urgently, afraid of being noticed by Lei Zhenzi and Yuan Hong while he was talking to someone.

The Dark Dream Demon Lord transmitted with a smile, "Don't worry, as long as they're not standing in front of me, it's impossible for them to detect my presence."

Her tone paused, then continued with a meaningful transmission, "Remember the agreement between you and our Dark King's Palace. If the Black Burning God Sect wants to break free from the restrictions of the Southern Domain Holy Dynasty, they have to rely on us."

After speaking, the Dark Dream Demon Lord disappeared on the spot.

Gu Deng stood in place with a dark expression, feeling more threatened than having an agreement with the Dark Dream Demon Lord.

"The Dark King's Palace..."

Just thinking about this name made Gu Deng's scalp tingle, even more frightening than facing Qin Jun.

At the same time, in the underground square, fourteen Abyss Gate demon cultivators had already died, and the remaining demon cultivators were all looking at Qin Jun and the others with fear and trepidation.

"You have ten breaths' time. Can you take us to the Abyss Gate headquarters?" Qin Jun sternly demanded, "My patience is limited!"

With these words, the remaining Abyss Gate demon cultivators fell silent.

To endure or to maintain dignity, it was a difficult judgment to make.

(End of this chapter)

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