Chapter 0841: Underground World

Chapter 0841: The Underground World

A few days ago, Xian Rujing had been hiding in her room all day, which made Long Chuanwu very anxious.

Later, when Long Chuanwu mentioned entering the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair, she finally came out.

Long Chuanwu suspected that Xian Rujing must have been traumatized in the dungeon, which was why she was so cold toward him.

"Mutt servant, did you bully Rujing in the dungeon?" Long Chuanwu said coldly.

"With my strength, how could I bully her? If anything, she bullies me!" Qin Yun scoffed.

Xian Rujing had previously talked about leaving the Dragon King Manor, but now she not only stayed but also came to tag along for the excitement, making Qin Yun secretly despise her.

"Mutt servant, don’t push your luck. Don’t think Long Yucang can protect you!" Long Chuanwu said icily. "You’d better not give me the chance, or I’ll make sure you die screaming!"

Qin Yun laughed. "Didn’t I just slap you once? Besides, your fiancée got her fair share from me too. We should be even!"

Mentioning this incident made both Xian Rujing and Long Chuanwu furious.

"Shut up!" Xian Rujing shouted.

"Mutt servant, I’ll kill you right now!" Long Chuanwu, enraged, rushed forward and raised his hand to strike Qin Yun.

"Stop!" A Half-Immortal from the Heavenly Dragon Sect suddenly appeared in front of Qin Yun, grabbing Long Chuanwu’s hand. He said coldly, "Chuanwu, this guy is important to us. Don’t ruin our plans!"

Qin Yun grinned at Long Chuanwu and asked, "Lord Chuanwu, does your face still hurt? With skin as thick as yours, I’m sure it’s fine. Surely a big shot like you can overlook this?"

Many people had gathered outside the cave entrance, including powerhouses from other provinces.

Back then, they had all witnessed Long Chuanwu being slapped flying in the arena, his face smashed in before he lost consciousness.

The memory of this incident made Long Chuanwu boil with fury, his face turning green with rage, his fists clenched as if ready to crush something.

"Mutt servant, I swear I’ll make you die a miserable death!" Long Chuanwu gnashed his teeth.

At this moment, an elder from the Heavenly Dragon Sect shouted, "Everyone, the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair is full of dangers. You can choose not to enter, but if you follow us inside, you must follow our lead!"

The Heavenly Dragon Sect originated from the Immortal Wasteland. After arriving at the Dragon King Manor, they invited major forces from other regions to join them—this was also the Long family’s way of flexing their might.

The depths of the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair were filled with malefic energy, spawning countless abominations and monsters.

Those who possessed the Righteous Qi Martial Soul would be safer inside and could even purify the evil spirits below.

Thus, upon discovering Qin Yun’s Righteous Qi Martial Soul, they immediately thought of using him as a vanguard in the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair.

An elder from the Heavenly Dragon Sect took out a golden rope and said, "This is a Monarch-grade artifact—it can extend or shrink and has unbreakable resilience. Even a Half-Immortal would struggle to break free if bound by it!"

After speaking, he tied the rope around Qin Yun’s waist.

"You go in first. If you die, I’ll sense your death through this rope," the Half-Immortal said, shoving Qin Yun inside the cave.

Once inside, Qin Yun slid down a slope.

At the bottom, he saw a deep, yawning abyss.

"Wish me luck!" Qin Yun jumped into the hole, floating downward while releasing the power of Righteous Qi.

The hole was extremely deep. As Qin Yun drifted downward, he felt tides of baleful, wicked gusts rising from below.

"Elder, will that damn lackey die inside? Not being able to kill him myself really burns me up!" Long Chuanwu clenched his fists, his voice icy.

"If he dies, we won't obtain that Daoist art. Moreover, many masters who ventured in the past carried powerful treasures, which must still be inside!" The elder chuckled.

"I checked very carefully—that kid has no storage artifacts on him. Even if he sees something, he can't hide it!"

Hearing the elder's words, the others grew excited. The Bloodfiend Dragon Lair indeed contained many treasures.

Qin Yun, who had entered the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair, finally reached the bottom.

"This must be 100 kilometers deep!" Qin Yun found himself surrounded by utter darkness upon landing. Though thick with chilling evil winds, no malevolent spirits appeared.

Qin Yun glanced at the golden rope with disdain. If needed, he could simply sever it with the Soul Sacred Blade.

"Sigh, since they want to harm me, I might as well pay them back!" If Qin Yun cut the rope, those above wouldn't descend.

The Bloodfiend Dragon Lair was an extremely perilous place. Qin Yun believed he had enough strength to protect himself, but if he led the others down, he might just wipe out a whole crowd.

"Yun'er, doesn't the Dragon King Estate have a Celestial Dragon? Why hasn't it come to investigate?" Qin Yun asked curiously.

"Not sure. Let's ask Long Yucang after we get out," Ling Yuner replied.

Qin Yun found a passage and proceeded forward.

Waves of baleful energy continuously flowed from that direction.

His body radiated a radiant white glow of Righteous Qi, illuminating the surroundings.

After walking for a while, he suddenly spotted a skeleton on the ground.

"Judging by these bones, they must belong to a Martial Emperor-level cultivator!" Qin Yun examined the remains closely.

"He was lying prone, with many bones shattered. Probably injured from behind while fleeing in panic!" Ling Yuner noted. "The thing in his hand seems to be a King-tier artifact!"

Qin Yun picked up the spear and grinned. "Indeed, a King-tier artifact, though slightly damaged. It'll make perfect bait!"

"Xiao Yun, you can transmit to those above and lure them down!" Ling Yuner giggled. "Give them this damaged King-tier relic, and they'll surely rush in."

Qin Yun took out a message conch and transmitted his message: "Quick, pull me up! I found something good—a spear that looks like a Daoist artifact!"

The elder controlling the rope immediately retracted it, swiftly pulling Qin Yun back.

As the rope shortened, Qin Yun ascended rapidly.

Once he emerged, a crowd instantly surrounded him.

The elders of the Long family, in particular, were ecstatic upon seeing the spear in Qin Yun's hand.

"This is the weapon of one of our ancestors—a King-tier artifact!"

"Did you see anything else nearby when you found this?"

"Nothing. It was just stuck in the ground." Subsequently, Qin Yun briefly described the situation below.

Seeing him unharmed, the others grew itching to go, eager to descend.

At that moment, Qin Yun warned Long Yucang not to follow them down.

Earlier, the elders from the Sky Dragon Sect and the Long Family had already discussed sending a portion of their group down while leaving others stationed above to guard against surprises.

Both Long Chuanwu and Xian Rujing demanded to go down.

In the end, it was decided that two hundred people would descend, including *Martial Kings*, *Emperor Wu*, and *Half-Immortals*.

Of course, they didn’t rush in—instead, they had Qin Yun lead the way for the first five thousand meters.

Qin Yun re-entered the Blood Evil Dragon Cave.

Soon, he came to the bottom and proceeded forward; he’d only gotten this far last time.

Once the group descended, they felt uneasy, as the evil aura here was suffocating.

Qin Yun also found it strange—why would such a place exist beneath the Dragon King Estate?

The cave plunged over 100 kilometers deep, with passages so wide they were clearly built for dragons to navigate.

He’d stashed the bones earlier, not wanting the others to see them, or they’d bolt in terror.

Qin Yun walked ahead, passing through a ten-thousand-meter-long, wide passage before arriving at a dimly lit area.

He stopped dead, gaping—before him lay what appeared to be a mountain range, with towering peaks and a flowing river.

The scene resembled a moonlit wilderness, yet this was deep underground!

"Could this be an underground world?" Qin Yun was astounded and quickly relayed the situation to the group behind him.

He looked up at the sky—pitch-black, no stars or moon in sight—confirming that this was not the *Wasteland* but an entirely separate world beneath the earth.

Legends of such underground realms were something Qin Yun had read about in ancient texts as a child, steeped in myth.

"What exactly is this Blood Evil Dragon Cave?" Qin Yun itched to summon Long Tianji, the Poison Dragon Spider, but with people behind him, he feared being discovered.

Before long, the group caught up.

Upon seeing the mountains and rivers ahead, they marveled aloud.

"So the legends are true! The Blood Evil Dragon Cave leads to an underground world!" one of the elders exclaimed.

"The area ahead is vast—what’s the plan?" Qin Yun asked.

"Well... spend the next few days exploring the mountains and report back with findings," the Half-Immortal instructed.

They were extremely cautious, as almost no one who had ventured down here before had survived. They refused to go deeper, fearing death.

"Fine," Qin Yun sighed helplessly before dashing off in one direction.

The others admired his boldness, charging ahead blindly into the unknown dangers.

Xian Rujing, aware of Qin Yun’s mastery of *Divine Arts*, wasn’t surprised. She even suspected he had infiltrated the Dragon King Estate specifically for this Blood Evil Dragon Cave.

Alone, Qin Yun sprinted into the mountainous terrain ahead. Strangely, this underground world grew massive trees—their bark iron-hard, ringing when struck.

The branches were a softer metal, easily bent, while the leaves were thin iron sheets.

Of course, both the trees and leaves were pitch-black.

"Quite fire-resistant!" Qin Yun remarked, releasing flames that failed to ignite a trunk.

Now far from the group, though still tethered by a rope, his movements went unnoticed. Seeing his chance, he summoned Long Tianji, ready to explore this mysterious underground world.