Chapter 1119
The Tomb of the Ancient King
Fang Gu stood by the bridge, his eyes gleaming as he quickly scanned the ten bridge surfaces, a barely perceptible sneer playing on his lips.
This guy definitely knows which path leads to survival!
Mo Fan felt a chill run down his spine and instantly realized what was happening.
As the village chief of Weiju Village and a descendant of an ancient king, Fang Gu's family must have kept detailed records about the tomb. He had long known the location of the Gate of Life, but he had kept it a secret.
As expected, Fang Gu did not immediately go up the bridge, but pretended to hesitate and looked at Fu Ye.
"Lord Fu Ye, this Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life is extremely dangerous. What should we do?"
His tone appeared respectful, but he was actually stalling for time, waiting for others to make their choice first.
Mo Fan instantly understood his scheme.
What a despicable scheme! He wants us to step onto the bridge first, and once we choose the wrong path to death, he will seize the opportunity to step onto the path to life and reap the benefits!
Thinking of this, Mo Fan felt a surge of anger and looked at Fang Gu with disdain.
Zhang Xiaohou also realized what was happening and gritted his teeth.
"Do you know which path leads to survival? Are you deliberately keeping it a secret, trying to use us as stepping stones?"
Fang Gu's expression changed, and he quickly tried to explain.
"How would I know? The ancient books only describe the perilousness of the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life, but they don't say where the Gate of Life is!"
He spoke with conviction, but his eyes subconsciously avoided the gaze of the crowd.
Fu Ye glanced at him indifferently, his eyes filled with a knowing look, as if he had already seen through his tricks.
"Survival is never chosen, it's fought for." His voice was calm and even slightly languid.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ye walked straight towards the leftmost bridge without any hesitation.
His dark robes fluttered in the fierce wind, and his steps were steady, as if he were walking on a smooth road instead of a perilous bridge of life and death.
Did Professor Fu Ye just randomly choose one?
Mo Fan was startled, but then felt relieved.
Given Fu Ye's strength, even the Ancient King would probably be no match for him. This Nine Deaths and One Life Bridge is indeed no different from a decoration for him.
No matter which path he chooses, he can always carve out a way out.
"Follow Teacher Fu Ye!" Zhang Xiaohou followed immediately without hesitation.
He trusted Fu Ye completely and knew that following Fu Ye was the safest option under these circumstances.
Su Xiaoluo nodded and followed closely behind Zhang Xiaohou.
Although she was filled with fear, she believed in Fu Ye's strength and did not want to be schemed against by a despicable person like Fang Gu.
Mo Fan took a deep breath, suppressing his unease, and stepped onto the bridge chosen by Fu Ye.
The moment he stepped onto the bridge, he felt a powerful suction force coming from the abyss below, as if trying to drag him down. A bone-chilling cold emanated from the bridge, making his blood feel like it was freezing.
It really is a dead end!
Mo Fan's heart tightened. He could clearly sense the dangerous aura emanating from this bridge, which was completely different from the other bridges.
Just then, Fang Gu's voice came, carrying a hint of smugness and mockery.
"It seems you've chosen the wrong path! The real way out is this one!"
Everyone turned to look and saw Fang Gu stepping onto the rightmost bridge surface with a greedy smile on his face.
He had indeed known the location of the Gate of Life all along, and waited for everyone to embark on the path to death before revealing his choice.
"Fang Gu! You despicable person!"
Su Xiaoluo was trembling with anger, her eyes filled with fury.
Zhang Xiaohou was furious and wanted to rush back to teach Fang Gu a lesson, but Fu Ye stopped him by raising his hand.
"Ignore him." Fu Ye's voice remained calm. "The path he chose may not be the path to survival." Mo Fan's heart stirred, and he instantly understood Fu Ye's meaning.
Fang Gu thought he had chosen the path to survival, but little did he know that the ancient king's trials were never prepared for the greedy.
Lord Fu Ye is right. Fang Gu, who only thinks about seizing the inheritance, will eventually die from his own greed, even if he chooses the right path to survival.
Fang Gu seemed to have overheard their conversation, and turned around with a cold laugh.
"Hmph, you're all just jealous! Once I obtain the ancient king's inheritance and become the strongest, you'll all have to submit to me!"
He walked triumphantly towards the other side, his steps light and quick, clearly indicating that the bridge was indeed safe.
Mo Fan watched his retreating figure, his heart filled with rage.
Fang Gu's despicable actions reminded him of the people of the Black Vatican, who were all driven by selfish desires, resorting to any means necessary, even at the cost of others' lives.
This guy will definitely pay the price!
Just as Fang Gu was about to reach the end of the bridge, the dead end that Fu Ye had chosen suddenly erupted!
"Boom!"
With a loud crash, the bridge began to shake violently.
Countless dark, malevolent winds surged from beneath the bridge, lunging at the crowd like venomous snakes, carrying the power to tear everything apart.
The stone of the bridge surface began to crack, revealing the churning black liquid beneath, which emitted a nauseating corrosive odor.
"Be careful!" Mo Fan quickly activated fire magic, and golden flames formed a wall of fire in front of everyone.
The fierce wind crashed into the wall of fire, making a "sizzling" sound, and the wall of fire was instantly torn apart with countless gaps.
Zhang Xiaohou also activated wind magic, forming a whirlwind barrier in an attempt to block the attack of the evil wind.
However, the power of the evil wind was simply too great, and their defenses were as fragile as paper, instantly shattered.
Mo Fan was thrown back by a powerful force, crashing heavily onto the bridge and spitting out a mouthful of blood. Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo also turned pale and staggered backward, about to fall into the abyss.
At this critical moment, Fu Ye made a move.
He remained standing in the center of the bridge, his figure upright, seemingly unaffected by the malevolent winds. With a wave of his hand, the power of space around him suddenly erupted, forming an invisible barrier that blocked all the malevolent winds from entering.
Immediately afterwards, he condensed a black energy blade in his palm and slashed it toward the abyss below the bridge.
"Crack!"
The energy blade cleaved through the darkness, revealing countless hideous undead beneath.
These undead are malevolent spirits nourished by the evil winds, specifically designed to devour the souls of intruders.
But in front of Fu Ye's energy blade, they were as vulnerable as ants and were instantly wiped out.
The malevolent winds, having lost their source, gradually subsided. The cracked bridge surface, too, slowly returned to its original state under the repairing power of space.
Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo were all stunned, their faces filled with shock.
That's incredible! Is this the strength of Lord Fu Ye? He resolved the danger of the Death Gate so easily!
Fu Ye said calmly.
"Let's go, these little tricks can't hold us back."
He continued walking towards the other side, his steps still steady.
Mo Fan and the other two quickly followed, their fear replaced by shock.
They knew that with Fu Ye around, even a seemingly hopeless situation could be overcome and a way out could be found.
At this moment, Fang Gu had already passed through the Gate of Life and stepped into the space on the other side. (End of Chapter)