As soon as I put it on, I met a sickly man

Chapter 133 Braving the Dragon Pond

The old man's voice echoed from the abyss, carrying an undeniable heaviness. "That man...his lair is deep within the Devil's Crying Cliff." His cloudy eyes seemed to see through everything in the world as he gazed deeply at Ding Chen. "That is the source of evil. You...must be careful."

Ghost Cliff!

Just hearing this name makes people feel a chill down their spine, as if countless wronged souls are wailing there.

There was no fear on Ding Chen's face, instead a burning flame ignited.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, the joints turning slightly white due to the force. He nodded firmly at Xiaoxuan: "I must go. I can't let those innocent people continue to suffer persecution!" His voice was low and powerful, like a solid rock, with an unshakable determination.

Xiaoxuan looked at Ding Chen's resolute profile. She felt a little struggle in her heart, worry and reluctance intertwined in her eyes. Finally, she took a deep breath, her eyes became firm, and she slowly walked to Ding Chen's side, her tone full of trust and support: "I'll go with you!"

Under the guidance of the old man, the two rushed towards the Ghost Cliff.

The road leading to the nest is not a smooth one, but rather like a giant beast with its bloody mouth wide open.

There are inconspicuous little pits on the ground, hiding sharp thorns that can easily pierce your feet if you are not careful.

From time to time, a faint mist floats in the air. It is a deadly poisonous mist. Once inhaled, the whole body will be paralyzed and unable to move.

Ding Chen walked in front. Like an experienced hunter, he carefully observed his surroundings, his steps light and cautious.

Sometimes he bent down to check, sometimes he jumped up to avoid the traps on the ground.

Xiaoxuan followed closely behind, her eyes sharp, constantly searching for hidden dangers.

The silver needle in her hand flashed with cold light, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of the two men's foreheads, and the sweat slowly flowed down their cheeks, soaking their clothes.

The air around them seemed to freeze, making it hard for them to breathe.

Every step is like walking on the edge of a knife. If you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces.

They held their breath, carefully avoided traps, and shuttled through the poisonous fog. Every step seemed extremely difficult.

Just as they were about to reach their destination, Ding Chen stopped.

He stared ahead with sharp eyes, the sword in his hand trembling slightly.

Xiaoxuan was about to speak when she saw Ding Chen stretched out a hand, signaling her to be quiet.

He frowned, as if thinking about something, and then he took a step forward, ready to rush in...

There was a raging fire in Ding Chen's eyes. He wanted to rush into the dark nest immediately, pull out the manipulator behind the scenes, and make him pay for his crimes!

He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, gathered strength with his feet, and was about to rush out like an arrow.

However, just as he was about to act, a soft hand held down his arm.

"Wait!" There was a hint of anxiety in Xiaoxuan's voice, and her eyes were like the stars in the night sky, calm and clear.

"We can't act rashly like this. The situation inside is unclear, and rushing in will only alert the enemy."

Ding Chen frowned. It was not that he didn't understand Xiaoxuan's concerns, but when he thought of those innocent people who suffered, he felt anxious and uneasy. He wished he could tear the mastermind behind the incident into pieces immediately!

"But the longer we delay here, the more dangerous those people will be!"

"I know, but we need to stay calm." Xiaoxuan tried to calm him down, her tone firm, "We need to observe the situation inside first, and then find a way to sneak in." The two disagreed, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little tense, and there seemed to be an invisible sense of oppression in the air.

Just then, the sound of slight footsteps broke the brief stalemate.

In the darkness, several blurry figures slowly approached, holding torches, which made them particularly eye-catching in the gloomy Ghost Cliff.

Those were the guards of the nest. They were walking along the patrol route towards Ding Chen and Xiaoxuan.

Seeing this, Xiaoxuan's eyes flashed and she quickly scanned the surroundings. Her mind was working rapidly and a plan took shape in an instant.

She suddenly covered her chest, groaned in pain, staggered a few steps, and then fell softly to the ground with a "bang". The silver needle in her hand also scattered on the soil.

Her brows were furrowed, her face was pale, and she was moaning softly, as if she had been seriously injured.

Ding Chen was startled by Xiaoxuan's sudden action, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

He looked at Xiaoxuan lying on the ground in disbelief and was unable to react for a moment.

However, he was a veteran after all, and he quickly understood Xiaoxuan's intention.

He quickly suppressed the surprise on his face, turning it into anxiety and worry, and cooperated with Xiaoxuan in acting.

Sure enough, the guards' footsteps were getting closer, and the light from the torches gradually illuminated the surrounding ground.

They were obviously attracted by Xiaoxuan's "miserable condition". One of them quickly ran forward, his tone full of suspicion: "What's going on? Where did this woman come from?"

At this moment, Xiaoxuan suddenly opened her eyes, a cold light flashing in them. She winked at Ding Chen, and a thought reached Ding Chen's mind. Ding Chen understood and immediately...

As soon as the guard stepped into Xiaoxuan's attack range, Ding Chen attacked suddenly like a tiger descending from the mountain.

His figure was as fast as a ghost, and the long sword in his hand cut through the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

There were only a few muffled "bang" sounds, and several guards fell to the ground without even having time to react. The torches in their hands rolled to the side, making "crackling" sounds, and the firelight illuminated their terrified and confused faces.

They didn't even have the chance to shout before they lost consciousness.

Xiaoxuan stood up quickly, her movements quick and decisive, like a well-trained assassin.

She tore off the guard's robe and put it on herself in a few seconds.

Her movements were so fast that it was dazzling, like a whirlwind, and it was impossible to see how she did it.

Then, she skillfully helped Ding Chen change into guard clothes. The whole process took only the blink of an eye, and the two of them had transformed into guards of the nest.

They carefully concealed their breath and blended into the nest.

Everywhere you look, you see mountains of gold, silver, and jewelry, layers of silk and satin, and a dazzling array of rare treasures.

These riches that should have belonged to ordinary people were now piled up in this nest that never saw the sun, emitting a dazzling light of wealth that stung Ding Chen and Xiaoxuan's eyes.

Ding Chen gripped the sword tightly in his hand, and the joints turned slightly white due to the force.

He felt a strong anger burning in his chest, and he secretly vowed to make this greedy manipulator behind the scenes pay a heavy price for the crimes he had committed.

Xiaoxuan also pursed her lips

They slowly moved among the mountains of treasure, vigilantly observing everything around them, trying to find the trace of the manipulator behind the scenes.

Just as they were searching carefully, a creepy laugh suddenly echoed in the empty nest.

The laughter was eerie and shrill, like a demon from hell, making people shudder.

Ding Chen and Xiaoxuan's bodies shook at the same time. They looked at each other and saw the same vigilance in each other's eyes.

They knew that the manipulator behind the scenes had already noticed their arrival.

Xiaoxuan suddenly looked forward, her eyes as sharp as a knife, while Ding Chen gripped his sword tightly, ready to fight at any time.

"Hehehe..." The laughter continued, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, slowly approaching them.