Chapter 60: A Helping Hand from a Noble Person

"Darn it, someone has forcefully broken the seal of the Demon Lord's tomb and triggered the formations within the tomb." Mu Xuyang was taken aback when he saw countless terrifying arrows shooting towards their side. Without hesitation, he quickly changed direction, using the large trees as footholds, leaping and darting towards the east.

As Mu Xuyang swiftly dashed forward, four figures followed closely behind him, flying through the air to evade the deadly arrows. The individuals, who were escaping the onslaught, were surprised to see Mu Xuyang leaping and dashing at an incredible speed, using the branches as his platform.

Among them was a woman draped in blue light, wearing a purple-red palace dress. She looked slightly astonished as she turned to her three companions flying alongside her and said, "This young man hasn't even reached the threshold of cultivating mana, but his speed surpasses that of most newly promoted Symbol Rune Realm cultivators. He's truly a rare talent. He appeared here alone without any powerful backup, so we can conclude that he hasn't joined any sect yet. Brothers, how about we lend him a helping hand, rescue him from this danger, and then persuade him to join our Pure Profound Sect? What do you think?"

"This kid is lucky. In such a critical moment, he actually encountered our compassionate junior sister. Since she has spoken, it would be impolite for us not to help. You guys accelerate ahead, and leave bringing him to safety to me," the young man in a golden brocade robe replied with a smile. He dashed forward, descending rapidly towards Mu Xuyang.

In no time, the young man had arrived above the forest. Like lightning, he approached Mu Xuyang, extending his hand and unleashing a golden talisman that rapidly expanded, enveloping Mu Xuyang, who was oblivious to the situation, as he continued his journey to the east. The talisman carried him upward into the high skies, flying towards the east at a speed several times faster than his own, leaving Mu Xuyang in a state of utter shock.

"What's happening? Could it be that a master has reached out to help me? Yes, that must be it. It seems that not everyone in this world is heartless and malicious!" Mu Xuyang exclaimed inwardly, bewildered by the turn of events.

Half an hour had passed, and Mu Xuyang was carried away from the danger zone by the power of the golden talisman. Looking back, he could only see the location of the Western Demon Lord's tomb, enveloped in a terrifying aura radiating vibrant colors, with no trace of the deadly arrows. Mu Xuyang, feeling tense, finally let out a sigh of relief.

Upon reaching the safe area, the young man who had conjured the golden talisman to carry Mu Xuyang away immediately controlled it and descended with him.

Not long after Mu Xuyang landed, four figures swiftly approached and appeared not far from him. Mu Xuyang quickly scanned them with his gaze, then turned to the young man dressed in a golden robe and said, "Thank you, sir."

"The person you should thank is not me, but our junior sister," the young man in the golden robe pointed to the woman wearing a purple-red palace dress and said with a smile.

"It's you who carried me with the conjured talisman for the flight, so I should thank you first," Mu Xuyang smiled and then turned to the woman in the purple-red palace dress, saying, "Thank you, beautiful sister."

"You sweet talker," the woman in the purple dress chuckled and introduced herself, "I'm Zhuo Qingling, the sister. The one who flew you here is our eldest senior brother, Zhou Tianyu. This is our second senior brother, Liao Jincheng, on my left, and our third senior brother, Gu Qingliu, on my right."

"Hello, elder brothers. I'm Mu Xuyang. It's a pleasure to meet you all," after Zhuo Qingling finished introducing the senior brothers in front of him, Mu Xuyang nodded at them, greeted them, and then asked directly, "What's inside the tomb of the Demon Lord? Why are even experts like you afraid to approach and get close?"

"The owner of this tomb is rumored to have obtained the Immortal-Slaying Talisman crafted by the Demon Emperor, as well as the formidable techniques passed down by the Demon Emperor. However, for some unknown reason, the owner mysteriously disappeared. It wasn't until this mysterious ancient tomb appeared that people started to suspect that the owner of this tomb might be the same powerful Demon Lord who obtained the Immortal-Slaying Talisman. If our speculations are correct, this formidable Demon Lord, knowing that his life was coming to an end, used up his last bit of strength to construct this tomb for himself," Zhou Tianyu explained to Mu Xuyang with a smile.

"Could the overpowering aura just now be released by the Immortal-Slaying Talisman?" Mu Xuyang asked.

"Well, I don't know the specific details myself. When the dazzling light appeared, we witnessed firsthand that the cultivator in the Golden Core realm, who was relatively close to the tomb, was torn to pieces by the power unleashed from within the tomb. Fortunately, we didn't approach recklessly; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. It would have been a fate of complete annihilation," Zhou Tianyu said.

"Oh, so that's what happened," Mu Xuyang nodded, but he felt extremely puzzled in his heart. He thought to himself, "Why does every mention of the Immortal Slaying Symbol cause a slight tremor in the 'Mystic Gate' within my sea of consciousness, sending me strange messages, urging me to approach the tomb and investigate? Even a cultivator in the Golden Core realm was instantly killed. If I were to approach, it would be no different than seeking death!"

Mu Xuyang remained silent for a moment before asking the four individuals, "Where are you planning to go next? Are you giving up on exploring the tomb of the Demon Sovereign?"

"This matter is of great significance. We must return to our sect and report it to our superiors. We need to send powerful experts from our sect to investigate. The Immortal Slaying Symbol is such a precious treasure; we can't allow it to fall into the hands of other sects," Zhuo Qingling said with a smile.

"Oh, this matter can't be delayed. In that case, you should hurry back to your sect. I won't disturb you anymore." Hearing that the four of them needed to rush back to their sect to report the situation, Mu Xuyang didn't want to further inquire and potentially delay them or their important tasks. He simply smiled and bid them farewell.

"There's no rush to report to the sect; there's something more important waiting for us right now," Zhuo Qingling mysteriously smiled and then asked Mu Xuyang, "Brother Mu, you haven't told us which sect you belong to."

"We met by chance, and you all helped me out in secret, saving me from a disaster. I know you're good people, so there's no harm in telling you. I'm the sixth disciple of Elder Zhong Xiaoyun from the Green Cloud Sect of the Qingxuan School." Hearing Zhuo Qingling's question, Mu Xuyang didn't hesitate and answered directly.

Little did he know that as soon as Mu Xuyang's words fell, Zhuo Qingling, Zhou Tianyu, Liao Jincheng, and Gu Qingliu were all stunned. They thought there must be something wrong with their ears, wondering, "Can things in this world really be so coincidental?"