Chapter 3457: Being Smart

In the next second, the elders and disciples of the White Flame Sect who had not yet stepped forward, as well as Han Miaoyi's feet, also burst into a gray-yellow light.

The light flashed, and the ground immediately sank down, like a whirlpool, sweeping all the cultivators on the ground into it.

"Swoosh!"

After being dragged into the ground, it was like entering an extremely smooth passage, sliding all the way down.

Fang Yu and Wu Jian were in front, and Han Miaoyi and the group of cultivators from the White Flame Sect were behind.

The speed of going down was very fast, and it didn't take long before Fang Yu and Wu Jian landed heavily on the ground with both feet.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled sounds echoed in the narrow space.

After Fang Yu and Wu Jian landed, they immediately walked forward, leaving space for the group of cultivators who were about to land behind them.

"It's so narrow, this should still be in a passage?" Fang Yu looked at both sides, his eyes flickering.

Where he was now, there were gray stone walls on both sides and above.

The passage itself is not big, it is circular, with a diameter of only about 20 meters, and the light is extremely dim.

Fang Yu originally thought that after being pulled down from above, he would directly enter the tomb of Tongtian Immortal King, but he didn't expect to fall into such a narrow passage.

"Bang bang bang..."

Han Miaoyi, the elders and disciples of Baiyan Sect behind him fell to the ground one after another.

"Why is this the case? Is this the tomb of the Immortal King?"

"No way, there is nothing here..."

"I think we should go deeper..."

The disciples were still inexperienced and had never entered such a place in their past training. At this moment, they seemed a little excited and curious, and began to talk enthusiastically, and even walked to the side to touch the stone wall.

"Silence! Don't touch anything here easily!"

Wu Jian turned around and said solemnly with his spiritual sense.

As the great elder, his majesty is still extremely high.

Even though these disciples are the direct disciples of the great elders of Baiyan Sect and have a very high status in the sect, they dare not disobey his orders.

Wu Jian gave an order, and the entire passage immediately quieted down.

Han Miaoyi walked to Fang Yu's side, looked around, and said to Fang Yu through his spiritual sense: "Brother Fang, after entering here, did you feel..."

"Yes, I felt it, a very weak breath." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he replied, "And it is very rhythmic, sometimes weak and sometimes strong, it feels like..."

"Like some kind of creature breathing." Han Miaoyi said.

"Yes." Fang Yu's eyes sternly said.

After entering this passage, in addition to the oppression and suffocation in the entire passage, the most bizarre thing is the breath that appears and disappears from time to time, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

This breath is extremely subtle, and it cannot be captured without sufficient perception.

For example, the group of White Flame Sect monks in front of Wu Jian may not feel it at all.

"Okay, since we are all down, let's go forward." Fang Yu said.

Then, he and Han Miaoyi walked towards the front of the passage.

The group of White Flame Sect monks in the back looked at Wu Jian.

Wu Jian looked at the backs of Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi in front of him, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. He turned back and said, "We will follow them and keep a certain distance. If there is any danger ahead, they will encounter it first, and we have enough time to react."

"Yes, let those two guys walk in front and explore the way for us!" The second elder said unintentionally.

"Okay, now let's follow them. There must be danger here. You must be careful and help each other remind each other." Wu Jian reminded again.

Then, he followed Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi and started to walk forward.

In order to ensure that he could retreat in time when encountering danger, he deliberately kept a certain distance and walked slowly.

"That group of cultivators is quite smart. They know to let us walk in front." Han Miaoyi, who was walking in front, said to Fang Yu.

"This is called being smart and overly cautious." Fang Yu replied.

The group of cultivators of the Baiyan Sect never trusted Fang Yu from beginning to end, nor did they mean to regard him and Han Miaoyi as companions.

Fang Yu could naturally feel this.

Of course, he could understand the thoughts of Wujian or other cultivators of Baiyan Sect. After all, he and Han Miaoyi's appearance was indeed very suspicious.

Moreover, for Fang Yu, it didn't matter whether the cultivators of Baiyan Sect trusted him.

Anyway, they had already entered the so-called tomb of the Immortal King. Everything was unknown, and the cultivators of Baiyan Sect could not provide any valuable information.

Since they didn't want to be Fang Yu's companions, there was no need to force it.

In the passage, Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi walked in unison, neither fast nor slow.

In this narrow passage, without deliberately hiding the sound of footsteps, only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

The passage was not straight, but winding.

But the light in the passage was quite dim along the way, and it was difficult to see what was ahead with the naked eye.

And when he explored forward with his spiritual sense, he could only see the passage itself, and there was nothing unusual.

"Grand Elder, have we really entered the tomb of Tongtian Immortal King? Why does this passage feel so long?" A disciple asked in a voice transmission.