Chapter 301 the Mysterious Old Man

Whoosh—

Qin Jun and his two companions were flying through a blue light path, surrounded by thunder and lightning, with no gravity. Qin Jun could only rely on his spiritual power to propel their flight.

Before long, they saw a white light ahead, which they assumed to be the end.

"Your Majesty, be careful later on. Don't leave us," Yuan Hong turned back and cautioned, the iron rod on his shoulder reflecting a cold light.

Qin Jun nodded, feeling both nervous and excited.

The Nine Lords of the Demon Path!

The title sounded domineering. If they could eliminate the Abyss Gate, his status in the Great Qin Kingdom would surely soar.

Soon, the three of them entered the white light at the end.

When Qin Jun opened his eyes again, he found himself on the ground, facing a blood-red sky, surrounded by menacing cliffs. Below them was an altar, with the remains of demonic beasts piled around it.

The chilling wind made one's hair stand on end.

"Something's not right," Yuan Hong frowned, and Lei Zhenzi also took out his golden staff, ready for battle at any moment.

Qin Jun also felt that the environment was strange and unsettling. The broken teleportation gate behind them made it even more unbelievable. If he hadn't just stepped out of it, he wouldn't have believed it was a teleportation gate at all, as it was completely shattered.

"Oh no, how do we get back?" Qin Jun muttered, and Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi frowned in response.

"There should be a teleportation gate in the Demon Path that leads to the right path. Your Majesty, don't worry," Yuan Hong reassured, and Qin Jun nodded slightly.

Then the three of them walked forward, as there was no path behind them due to the cliffs.

After about a kilometer, Qin Jun spoke up, "Something's not right. Why are there no people around here?"

How could the headquarters of the Abyss Gate be devoid of people?

Damn it!

Have we been deceived?

Qin Jun's expression suddenly became intense, and Lei Zhenzi frowned, "Let me fly up and take a look. You two stay put."

With that, Lei Zhenzi spread his wings of wind and thunder and flew into the sky.

Just as he was about to fly out of the canyon, Lei Zhenzi seemed to hit an invisible electric net and stopped in his tracks. Thunder and lightning wrapped around him, distorting his face, but fortunately, he was proficient in thunder magic, and with a shake of his body, he flew back down.

Qin Jun's pupils contracted as he watched. Damn, could we have fallen into a trap?

Upon careful consideration, it was indeed possible. In a day's time, those demon cultivators could have easily communicated and perhaps had means to deceive the sight of Qin Jun and his companions.

"There's a strong restriction above, and I can't break through it," Lei Zhenzi said with a grim face.

Yuan Hong couldn't help but speak up, "Let me try!"

"No!" Qin Jun quickly stopped him.

Although Yuan Hong was stronger than Lei Zhenzi, he was not proficient in thunder magic. What if something went wrong?

But considering Yuan Hong's pride, Qin Jun reasoned with him, "What if we alert the Abyss Gate? Let's continue forward to avoid being trapped by them."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hong calmed down and nodded.

The three of them continued forward, but the presence of the restriction made them even more cautious.

"Amidst the gloomy demon emperor... along the desolate white bone path... drawing the sword, intending to be invincible... in this lifetime, I laugh as I please..."

Just then, a desolate chanting voice suddenly came from ahead, intermittent and weak, but clearly audible to Qin Jun and his companions.

Drawing the sword, intending to be invincible, in this lifetime, I laugh as I please?

Qin Jun frowned. What an arrogant tone. It seemed that the other party was not an ordinary person.

At least he wouldn't think that someone had come here just to show off, especially with the restriction overhead.

The three of them quickened their pace. After walking for nearly five kilometers and turning a corner in the canyon, they finally saw an old man sitting on a huge rock, dozing off. He was as thin as a skeleton, dressed in tattered black robes, covered in sweat and mud, probably not having bathed for decades. He held a stone sword in his hands, resting his head against his hand, like a destitute beggar.

"Your Majesty, be careful. This person is not simple!" Yuan Hong stopped Qin Jun and said. Qin Jun rolled his eyes. Of course, he knew the old man was not simple. Would a beggar come here to beg for food?

Lei Zhenzi raised his voice and asked, "Old man ahead, who are you?"

At the sound of this, the disheveled old man turned to look at them, his eyes half-open, as if he had just woken up from a daze. He rubbed the mud under his armpits and asked in confusion, "How can there be people here? Am I dreaming?"

...

The corners of Qin Jun and his companions' mouths twitched. Could they have encountered a senile old man?

At this moment, the disheveled old man suddenly flashed in front of Qin Jun. Even before Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi could react, he grabbed Qin Jun's arm and began sniffing it.

"How dare you!" Lei Zhenzi was furious and struck out with his palm, aiming for the back of the old man's head.

Smack—

Lei Zhenzi's body spun and flew backward. Qin Jun's mouth hung open, and he hadn't even seen how the disheveled old man had made his move.

Yuan Hong widened his eyes and swung his staff, and the disheveled old man swayed back to the huge rock dozens of meters away, all within the span of three breaths.

"Damn! Could it be that we've encountered a super powerful hermit?" Qin Jun cursed inwardly, drenched in cold sweat. He had intended to lead Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi to wreak havoc in the Demon Path, but he hadn't expected to be met with such a strong resistance right from the start.

"Looks like he's really alive," the disheveled old man muttered to himself, squinting his eyes as if about to doze off again.

Lei Zhenzi, with a fierce expression, raised his golden staff, ready to fight the disheveled old man to the death. Qin Jun quickly stopped him, "Lei Zhenzi! Don't be reckless!"

For Lord Qin, Lei Zhenzi was still very obedient, after all, his loyalty had soared to over ninety-five, approaching absolute loyalty.

"Let's go!"

Lord Qin glanced at the scruffy old man and said in a deep voice, it's best not to provoke this old monster.

Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi could only suppress their anger and nod. They were not stupid; they knew that if a fight broke out, they would be the ones at a disadvantage.

Lord Qin and his companions cautiously moved past the scruffy old man.

After about a hundred steps, the scruffy old man suddenly appeared in front of Lord Qin, his murky eyes staring fixedly at him, almost giving Lord Qin a heart attack.

"What the hell is wrong with you!"

In his urgency, Lord Qin couldn't help but curse, and immediately regretted it.

The scruffy old man seemed not to understand, staring intently at Lord Qin, making him feel uneasy.

Lei Zhenzi and Yuan Hong quickly stood in front of Lord Qin, on guard against the scruffy old man making a move.

"Why do you have the Wheel of Fate on you?" the scruffy old man asked, making Lord Qin furrow his brow. The ancient soul had once mentioned that he possessed the Wheel of Fate, but what the hell was that?

Could it be the ancient treasure, the Golden Compass, that was snatched from the Southern Zhuo Dynasty?

"What do you want?" Lord Qin asked in a deep voice, his heart rate increasing involuntarily.

Life is unfair, playing tricks on me!

Encountering such an old monster right from the start. [End of this chapter]