Immortal God of War

Chapter 664 - 636: Bridge of Helplessness_1

However, Wu Yan and the others did not know that even if they concealed their resentment, the Wolf King was still displeased.

"Xiao Qinzi, you’re actually helping them? Is there something wrong with your head?" the Wolf King transmitted mentally, somewhat annoyed.

Qin Feiyang replied, "We’ll talk later. Let’s go first."

The Wolf King raised an eyebrow, leaped down from Qin Feiyang’s shoulder, swept up the group, and then activated his Evacuation Step, speeding ahead. As for Xiang Shaolong, he had also been ruthlessly eliminated by Lu Xingchen.

「After speeding for a while」

The Wolf King transmitted again, "Alright, tell me now. Why did you insist on helping them?"

Qin Feiyang replied mentally, "I’m doing Dong Zhengyang a favor."

"What do you mean?" The Wolf King was puzzled.

"Didn’t you hear me? I said earlier I helped them because Dong Zhengyang pleaded on their behalf. In other words, Dong Zhengyang now indirectly owes me a favor," Qin Feiyang explained.

Although Dong Zhengyang was an enemy, he acted with integrity and was forthright, making him someone worth befriending. Of course, his actions might not yield any reward. But he wasn’t going to force it; the final outcome would depend on fate.

The Wolf King glanced at him but didn’t complain further, instead carrying everyone onward at lightning speed.

AH!

After a dozen breaths, another person went insane.

Dong Zhengyang asked, "What should we do?"

Without looking back, the Wolf King said, "Kill him directly!"

Dong Zhengyang frowned and shattered the man’s head with a palm strike. The corpse was tossed directly into the blood fog.

"How much farther is this exit?" Shen Long transmitted to Qin Feiyang’s group, panic rising in his heart. "If this continues, not just them, but even we might not escape."

AHHH!!!

As time trickled by, the War Emperors descended into madness one after another.

In less than a hundred breaths, apart from Qin Feiyang and the other War Ancestors, only Wu Yan and Xui Yang remained sane.

However, though not yet mad, they were on the verge of it! This was because anyone who lost their sanity was immediately killed by Dong Zhengyang and his companions without a shred of mercy.

This terrified them. Among those still alive, their strength was the lowest; they might be the next to go mad. And the consequence of madness was certain death at the hands of Dong Zhengyang’s group, just like the others.

"Where the hell is this damn exit?" Both men were on the brink of losing their minds.

"JIEH JIEH..."

Suddenly, another sinister cackle echoed.

Dong Zhengyang and his group instinctively looked towards Wu Yan and Xui Yang, murderous intent flashing in their eyes. They assumed the two had finally succumbed to madness. But they found that the two had not lost their sanity.

Then the question arose: who was making that sinister cackle?

"JIEH JIEH!"

Before they could react, another burst of sinister cackles erupted. And it wasn’t just one person; there were many! These chilling cackles came from both their left and right, like demons jeering, enough to make one’s scalp tingle!

WHOOSH!!!

The next moment, a succession of white figures darted out from the blood fog on both sides, pouncing towards Qin Feiyang and the others. These people all had ghastly blood vessels covering their faces, and their blood-red eyes radiated cruelty and bloodlust, like a pack of starving hyenas. Qin Feiyang’s group caught a quick glance and saw there were over a hundred of them. The clothes on their chests were embroidered with different characters: ’Feng,’ ’Yu,’ ’Kun,’ and ’Chang.’ These four characters each represented a major prefecture. ’Feng’ stood for Feng Province, and ’Yu’ stood for Yu State. In other words, these were all people from these four great prefectures.

"So many?" Wu Yan and Xui Yang stared, their eyes wide with shock.

"Senior Brother Qin, please, I beg you, let us into the ancient castle!"

"I swear, I will never question anything you say again!"

Their defenses completely crumbled, and they pleaded desperately with Qin Feiyang.

"Silence!" Qin Feiyang snapped. He looked at Dong Zhengyang and the others, saying gravely, "Don’t get entangled with them. Let’s go!"

The Wolf King focused solely on carrying them away, leaving Qin Feiyang and the others to fend off the enemies. Fortunately, those who had lost their sanity were not very strong and didn’t pose much of a threat. But the group pursued them relentlessly.

Gradually, even Qin Feiyang started to feel agitated. So much time had passed, yet there was still no sign of the exit.

He even began to wonder, was there truly an exit here? Or perhaps, a different method was needed to make it appear?

"AH!"

About a hundred breaths later, accompanied by a tormented howl, Xui Yang finally went insane.

"Save me!" Clutching his head, he screamed hysterically at Qin Feiyang, his face filled with despair.

Qin Feiyang remained silent. Ever since entering the inner hall, this man had repeatedly schemed against him. After arriving in the Netherworld, he had stirred up trouble even more frequently. Faced with such a person, even the kindest soul would contemplate murder, let alone Qin Feiyang, who was far from a benevolent type.

Seeing Qin Feiyang’s indifference, Xui Yang plunged into utter despair and roared, "You scum! You bastard! I swear, even as a ghost, I won’t let you go!"

"Say that again!" Qin Feiyang whipped his head around, his eyes glinting with a bone-chilling light.

"Scum! Bastard! Your whole family will die a horrible death!" Xui Yang shrieked. At this point, what did he have to fear? It was a dead end either way.

"Fine," Qin Feiyang said. "I’ll save you." He stepped forward and sent Xui Yang directly into the ancient castle.

Witnessing this, Wu Yan was stunned. What’s with this guy? Xui Yang cursed him so viciously, yet he still saved him. Is he a masochist?

At this thought, Wu Yan also started to rail at Qin Feiyang, "You damn mongrel! If you have the guts, come kill me too!"

Qin Feiyang said, "Alright, I’ll save you too."

"Huh?" Wu Yan was taken aback, then became ecstatic. This fellow really is a masochist! If I’d known earlier, why bother begging? I should have just started cursing!

True to his word, Qin Feiyang waved his hand and sent Wu Yan into the ancient castle as well.

"What’s going on?" Dong Zhengyang and the others exchanged confused glances.

Probably, among everyone present, only the Wolf King knew what Qin Feiyang was planning.

Qin Feiyang said no more, turned, and landed beside the Wolf King. "Continue!"

"You got it!" the Wolf King cackled.

But before the words left his mouth, a sudden change occurred! The surrounding blood fog began to dissipate at a visible rate! That’s right, it was disappearing—vanishing into thin air!

"Now what’s happening?" Watching this unfold, their eyes were filled with shock and bewilderment.

Once the blood fog had completely vanished, they looked behind them and were astonished to find that the crazed people from the four major prefectures were also gone.

Was this an illusion? they wondered, exchanging glances.

SMACK!

Suddenly, the Wolf King leaped up and slapped Dongfang Wuheng across the face.

Dongfang Wuheng, caught completely off guard, bellowed, "What are you doing?"

The Wolf King asked, "Does it hurt?"

Dongfang Wuheng’s face darkened. "Of course, it hurts! How about I give you a slap and see how you like it?"

"No, no, that’s not necessary," the Wolf King said, quickly waving his paws. He grinned. "Since you can feel pain, it means this isn’t an illusion."

"That’s true!" Dongfang Wuheng nodded, but then immediately roared, "Don’t try to change the subject! You’re not getting away with that slap!"

The Wolf King jumped onto Qin Feiyang’s shoulder, picked his nose, and said casually, "It wasn’t for nothing. At least now we know that everything happening is real."

Dongfang Wuheng was so furious, steam practically billowed from his head.

The Wolf King chuckled mockingly. "So upset? Want to hit me back?"

"Alright!" Dongfang Wuheng stepped forward, raised his arm, and swung at the Wolf King.

The Wolf King glanced sideways at Dongfang Wuheng and said, "Bro won’t fight back, but as for the consequences later..."

Upon hearing the word "consequences," Dongfang Wuheng’s arm froze mid-air, not daring to follow through.

"Why aren’t you hitting? Go on, Bro is waiting!" the Wolf King taunted, regarding Dongfang Wuheng with unconcealed disdain.

Dongfang Wuheng’s face turned ashen. To hit or not to hit—he was truly in an unwinnable situation!

"Is it appropriate to have internal strife in front of so many of us?"

Just then, a clear voice rang out, breaking the standoff.

"Hm?" Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow and looked in the direction of the voice. About two hundred meters away, a group of people was gathered. There were thirteen of them in total, men and women, all exuding an extraordinary aura. Six of them had the character ’Feng’ embroidered on their chests. The other seven had ’Yu’ on theirs. Evidently, they were people from Feng Province and Yu State. Moreover, every single one of them was a War Ancestor! The formidable woman from Feng Province was among them.

Seeing Qin Feiyang look over, the woman smiled. "Brother Qin, we meet again."

"Indeed," Qin Feiyang smiled back, then began to survey their surroundings. "We seem to be quite fated."

They were now in another barren, black plain, but the blood fog here was thin, allowing visibility up to five hundred meters.

The woman asked, "Brother Qin, do you know what place this is?"

"What place?" Qin Feiyang looked puzzled, turning his gaze back to the woman.

The woman didn’t answer. Instead, she turned, stepped aside, and with a wave of her hand, the other twelve people also moved apart.

As the group parted, Qin Feiyang and the others’ pupils constricted. Behind them stood a stone Stele! It was two meters tall and one meter wide, entirely pitch-black, and emanated an icy aura.

On the Stele, three terrifying characters were engraved:

Bridge of Helplessness!

Looking at the Stele, waves of shock surged through their hearts. First it was the Ghost Gate, and now the Bridge of Helplessness. Could this path truly lead to the Underworld?

And behind the Stele, there was indeed an ancient stone bridge. It was over two meters wide, resembling a colossal black serpent, winding its way towards the horizon. The ancient bridge had no railings on either side, giving it an overall impression of chilling mystique.

The woman from Feng Province asked, "Brother Qin, this Bridge of Helplessness is a legendary and treacherous place. Would you care to join us?"

"Travel together?" Qin Feiyang paused, then smiled. "Traveling together sounds fine, but I’m just afraid of being plotted against!"

"Brother Qin, you can rest assured on that point," the woman smiled faintly. "Although we are competitors, we from Feng Province and Yu State would never stoop to such despicable acts as scheming against others."

The others from Feng Province and Yu State also wore friendly smiles.

Dongfang Wuheng transmitted mentally, "Junior Brother Qin, they’re definitely planning something. Don’t be fooled by their appearances."

Qin Feiyang pondered for a moment, then thought, Let’s go over and see first.

The group began to walk towards the woman and the others, who greeted them with smiles.