Chapter 842: Marching Toward Death

Luo Feng glanced around. The entire treasure chamber was forged from G-grade metal, reinforced with mysterious ritual patterns; attempting to break out by force was impractical.

“Native, what do you intend to do!” Cangjin King, holding a spear of lightning, thundered angrily at the elder Qiu Chika.

Zi Zhong Wang and Hu Ci Wang also stared coldly at Qiu Chika.

Although the treasure chamber’s door was closed and escape impossible, Luo Feng, Cangjin Wang, and the other three powerful experts weren’t panicking because they could still escape using ‘Divine Nation Transmission.’ However, due to mutual distrust and their desire for the treasure, they wouldn’t leave immediately.

Just then—

Outside the treasure chamber.

Two streaks of light rapidly flew over and stopped outside the chamber—it was the native warriors Menbu and Latimo.

They looked at the two faith tokens locked on the chamber door, both excited and pained.

“Crack!” “Crack!” Menbu and Latimo reached out and easily removed the faith tokens.

They hesitated, glancing toward the treasure chamber, knowing their clan elder was inside.

“Clan elder!” Both Menbu and Latimo felt anguish in their hearts.

“Still not leaving!” A voice directly entered their ears, “Hurry up and leave. Our clan’s inheritance must not be neglected for even a moment.”

“Yes.”

Menbu and Latimo gritted their teeth and immediately transformed into streaks of light, departing from the treasure chamber.

“Clan elder, you must survive, you must survive!” Running, Menbu looked up at the corridor and cried hoarsely.

“Clan elder!” Latimo also shouted.

A voice echoed from the corridor: “If I can survive, I will survive. But my chances are slim. As long as you both can bring back everything from the inheritance chamber, I will have no regrets at all.”

“Clan elder!”

“Clan elder!” Tears streamed down Menbu’s and Latimo’s faces.

At this moment, inside the central control room of the ritual tower, the Overlord Pue watched the scene before him with both excitement and pain. This plan was Qiu Chika’s ‘Inheritance Plan,’ designed to maximize the probability of obtaining the faith tokens. The plan was simple: Qiu Chika would appear, using the treasure to attract these alien warriors. He would then lead them to the treasure chamber’s entrance, requesting the faith tokens to open it. This would leave the faith tokens on the door, and Qiu Chika would immediately rush into the treasure chamber, pretending to scramble for the treasure. Naturally, this would prompt the alien warriors to rush in after the treasure. Once the treasure chamber’s door shut tightly, the faith tokens would fall into Menbu’s and Latimo’s hands.

With the door shut, the alien warriors couldn’t escape.

Menbu and Latimo could then proceed to the inheritance chamber and take away all its inheritances.

The plan had two elements of luck:

First, whether Cangjin Wang and the other warriors would trust Qiu Chika and be willing to go with him to the treasure chamber.

Second, whether Cangjin Wang and the other warriors would follow Qiu Chika into the treasure chamber, and whether anyone would notice the faith tokens on the door and insist on taking them. However, even if they did take the tokens, Qiu Chika would secretly control the door to shut tightly, allowing him to claim, “The faith tokens must remain on the door; otherwise, the treasure chamber door will shut tightly.”

Overall, both elements involved some risk.

Qiu Chika rushing into the treasure chamber himself, trapping himself inside, was the key to the plan’s success. If he hadn’t gone in or had fled immediately after entering, Cangjin Wang and the other warriors would naturally follow him and wouldn’t have been trapped inside the treasure chamber, jeopardizing the inheritance plan.

“Third brother,” Overlord Pue cried painfully, “you could have avoided entering the treasure chamber.”

“If I didn’t go in, they wouldn’t go in either. If they didn’t go in, Menbu and the others wouldn’t easily obtain the faith tokens, and the inheritance plan would be hindered,” Qiu Chika’s voice echoed in the control room. “Everything is for the clan!”

“Yes, everything is for the clan,” Overlord Pue silently nodded.

Originally, there were three treasure chambers. The first contained very few treasures, being the obvious one. The second chamber had an abundance of treasures, the real treasure trove. The third chamber held countless techniques suitable for the native physical structures of the Yanji Continent, making it the true clan inheritance.

The inheritance chamber was the most crucial of the three for the clan, and Qiu Chika could not afford to fail. Therefore, he entered the second treasure chamber.

Inside the treasure chamber.

“What am I going to do?” Qiu Chika smiled at Cangjin Wang, who was holding a lightning spear against the wall. “Alien warrior, can you guess what I’m going to do?”

“Still playing games with me,” Cangjin Wang thundered.

Luo Feng frowned at Qiu Chika, sensing something off about him, as though he were confident of victory.

“Speak! What will make you open that treasure chest,” Cangjin Wang pointed at the ancient treasure chest in the center of the chamber, bound by twelve chains.

“Hmph, heh heh,” Qiu Chika smirked at Cangjin Wang.

“Do you want to die?” Cangjin Wang, barely restraining his anger, growled.

“Brilliant!” Held by the lightning spear, Qiu Chika looked at Cangjin Wang and whispered, “That’s exactly what I want! I want to die!”

Zi Zhong Wang, Hu Ci Wang, and Luo Feng were all startled, and even Cangjin Wang was momentarily taken aback, looking at the native warrior in disbelief.

“I want to die.

“Do you understand now?

“It’s been too long. I’ve lived too long and suffered too much. Our clan has faced catastrophe, and I’ve struggled for countless years. I’m too tired. It’s time for it to end.” Qiu Chika’s eyes showed a hint of relief. “Dying might even take one or two alien kings with me. How delightful.”

“Not good.

“This native has gone mad,” Zi Zhong Wang and Hu Ci Wang were shocked.

Qiu Chika was also a peak king-level warrior. If he self-destructed, Cangjin Wang might survive, but they would be in grave danger.

“The inheritance has finally been secured,” Qiu Chika closed his eyes, smiling. “I’ve done enough.”

“Masah!”

“My beloved… since your passing, I’ve longed to follow you. But I couldn’t. Now… I’ll join you in eternal slumber in the silent land.” Qiu Chika’s face showed a serene smile as his body’s energy surged violently.

“No!!!”

Inside the control room, Overlord Pue saw the scene on the virtual projection and cried out in anguish, “No!!! Third brother, no, don’t do this!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two streaks of light flew into the control room—Latimo and Menbu, having obtained the inheritance. They also watched the scene on the virtual projection in shock.

“Clan elder!”

“No.”

Inside the treasure chamber.

“No!” Hu Ci Wang, eyes wide, slammed the wall beside him, but the walls of the treasure chamber were too solid.

“Madman, madman, madman!!!” Zi Zhong Wang gritted his teeth, cursing furiously in his heart.

“A true madman,” Cangjin Wang also growled coldly, standing there.

Luo Feng folded his wings around himself and murmured, “I wonder if I can survive this.”

Qiu Chika, radiating terrifying energy waves, smiled and then closed his eyes. “Boom~~~” Every cell in his body instantly ignited, unleashing a terrifying energy that made hearts tremble. His immortal body, cultivated for eons, erupted in this moment.

“Bang~~~” A violent energy blast, rivaling the combined strike of a million monarchs, swept through the entire treasure chamber.

The chamber was small; there was nowhere to hide!

“I won’t die!” Hu Ci Wang roared.

“Hmph,” Zi Zhong Wang grunted, a faint purple bell shadow appearing on his body.

Luo Feng wrapped his wings around himself.

Cangjin Wang watched coldly.

The powerful energy storm engulfed the four mighty warriors. In this moment, Hu Ci Wang and Zi Zhong Wang fought desperately.

“Bang!” The impact, greatly weakened by the Shiwu Wings and the Silver Armor, still shattered Luo Feng’s final layer of Moyun Battle Robe completely. The Moyun Battle Robe was as tough as a low-tier king, and even a high-tier king would struggle to shatter it directly.

The complete shattering indicated a significant power gap.

“Boom~~~” The weakened impact was further absorbed almost entirely by the Moyun Battle Robe, leaving a residual shockwave that shook Luo Feng’s body, destroying 80% of it, but a surge of energy quickly repaired the damage.

Without the Shiwu Wings and the Silver Armor, Cangjin Wang, Zi Zhong Wang, and Hu Ci Wang were different.

Cangjin Wang stood coldly, his body instantly shattered but immediately reformed, still maintaining his cold expression, watching Zi Zhong Wang, Hu Ci Wang, and Luo Feng.

The tragedy within the treasure chamber was indescribable, while in the central control room.

Pue, Latimo, and Menbu were all in unbearable pain. Their clan had been destroyed, and under Qiu Chika’s leadership, they had struggled for eons. Qiu Chika was their spiritual leader, always sheltering them from storms, solving many difficulties and dangers. Now, with the inheritance secured, Qiu Chika was gone forever.

“This is a final message left by the master before his death, to be given to you after his passing,” the ritual tower’s AI voice echoed through the control room.

Pue, Latimo, and Menbu held their breath.

Then Qiu Chika’s voice sounded.

“Pue, Latimo, Menbu, when you hear this, I will have perished. Forgive me, I was a coward! For eons, I only lived on belief, now that the inheritance is secured, I am satisfied. It is now your turn. Remember, the treasure chamber door is closed, those aliens cannot escape, and they cannot open the treasure chest. I believe they will eventually choose to leave via Divine Nation Transmission. Once they leave, arrange for one of you to quietly retrieve the treasure from the chest!”

“This is the best possible outcome. If other aliens arrive, immediately use the spatial channel to enter the Divine Nation and destroy the channel.”

“Prepare for both scenarios.”

“Pue, my brother, Latimo, Menbu, my children, the future of our clan is in your hands. Forgive my cowardice…” No further sound.

Pue, Latimo, and Menbu couldn’t help but weep.

After their clan’s destruction, the surviving immortal spirits had supported each other for eons, their bonds deeply entrenched. Qiu Chika had always been like an elder brother, sheltering them from storms.

“You weren’t running away, third brother. You didn’t run away; you were just too tired, too tired, and needed rest,” Pue murmured, while Latimo and Menbu beside him were already sobbing uncontrollably.

For the sake of their clan, their clan elder Qiu Chika… had perished…