Chapter 1703: Chapter 839: Escape and Another Infiltration!
"How are you here?" Luo Chen looked at him warily, this guy suddenly appeared, could there be some sort of plot?
"I’m here to help you." Mo Han’s uncle said, "I know a secret passage that can bypass their traps and directly enter the base, catching them off guard."
"Why do you want to help us?" Luo Chen still wasn’t assured, could this guy be an undercover from the Blood Ghost Sect?
"Because I am Mo Han’s uncle, I can’t just watch him go to his death." Mo Han’s uncle sighed, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Do you really want to help us?" Mo Han looked at his uncle, filled with doubt.
"Of course, do you still not trust me?" Mo Han’s uncle retorted.
"Alright, we trust you." Mo Han eventually chose to trust his uncle.
Mo Han’s uncle led them to a hidden place and opened a hidden door.
"This is the secret passage to the interior of the base, follow me."
The four of them crawled into the hidden door, advancing through the secret passage.
The passage was pitch black, so dark you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face, and very narrow, only allowing one person to pass at a time.
The four moved forward in the darkness, not knowing how long they walked until they finally reached a spacious cave.
"This is the interior of the Blood Ghost Sect’s base." Mo Han’s uncle pointed forward and said.
"What do we do now?" Qing Shuang asked in a low voice.
"Split up, I’ll go destroy their Formation, you guys go deal with those people in black robes, remember, make it quick." Mo Han’s uncle laid out his plan.
"Okay!" Luo Chen nodded in agreement.
The four of them split up, Mo Han’s uncle went to destroy the Formation, while Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Mo Han dealt with those in black robes.
The four quietly infiltrated the base and began their actions.
Mo Han’s uncle went to the location of the Formation and started to destroy it.
Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Mo Han started to look for those people in black robes.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew past, and several people in black robes appeared before them, each one fierce-looking, exuding murderous intent.
"Who? Who is it?" one person in a black robe shouted angrily.
"Naturally here to take your lives!" Luo Chen said coldly.
"Courting death!" The person in a black robe shouted, rushing at them, their weapon gleaming coldly.
A fierce battle began.
Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Mo Han joined forces to fight against those in black robes.
The strength of these people in black robes was extremely formidable, even stronger than those they had encountered before, temporarily putting the three at a disadvantage.
Just then, Mo Han’s uncle destroyed the Formation, causing the entire base to shake violently, the ground quaking.
"The Formation has been destroyed, retreat quickly!" a person in a black robe shouted in terror.
The people in black robes, seeing the situation turn unfavorable, retreated en masse, trying to escape.
"Don’t let them run, eradicate them completely!" Luo Chen shouted, chasing after them.
The three pursued relentlessly, and after a chase, finally eliminated all the people in black robes, leaving none alive.
"Let’s leave here quickly, to avoid further complications." Mo Han’s uncle said.
The four left the base and returned to a safe place.
"Thanks to you, we were able to complete the mission so smoothly, we’re really grateful." Mo Han said gratefully to his uncle.
"It was my duty, we’re family after all." Mo Han’s uncle smiled and said.
"What do we do next? The Blood Ghost Sect certainly won’t let this rest." Qing Shuang asked with some concern.
"Let’s head back first, then make long-term plans." Luo Chen said, now the most important thing is to find a safe place to hide.
The four returned to the small town.
Suddenly, a few people in black robes charged out of the darkness, blocking their path.
"Where are you running to! Today is the day you die!" The people in black robes sneered.
The group saw the situation and, without a word, started running, survival was paramount!
Nightfall cloaked the fleeing four with a thick shroud of darkness, like a massive curtain.
"Scatter and break through!" Luo Chen growled, his figure flashing, disappearing into the maze-like alleys.
Qing Shuang raised her delicate hand, icy blue Spiritual Power swirling at her fingertips, exuding a chilling aura.
Mo Han followed closely, his heart pounding, the wind roaring in his ears, fear and determination clashing fiercely in his chest.
Only Mo Han’s uncle remained standing in place, his aged silhouette starkly solitary in the night, his gaze full of resolve.
"You go! I’ll hold them off!" His voice was hoarse but filled with undeniable firmness.
Luo Chen sped through the narrow alleyway, the rough brick walls brushing against his clothes, leaving tiny sounds of friction.
He hid behind a pile of mildew-smelling debris, his heart pounding like a drum, as if it might burst his chest.
Outside the alley, the heavy footsteps of the people in black robes approached, Luo Chen could even hear their heavy breathing.
He gripped the Longsword in his hand, his palms sweaty, the cold hilt providing a strange sense of security.
The footsteps stopped abruptly, Luo Chen held his breath, waiting, the air seemed to freeze.
"Damn it! Lost them!" a curse broke the silence, making Luo Chen’s tense nerves slightly relax.
"Report back to the Elder, the target has escaped!" another voice filled with reluctance.
Luo Chen slowly stood up, leaning against the cold wall, his chest heaving violently, a mix of relief for surviving and worry for the future.
He must find Qing Shuang and Mo Han!
Elsewhere, Qing Shuang’s fingertips glinted with cold light, several Ice Cones whistled out, freezing the pursuing black-robed individuals into ice sculptures.