I walk sideways in the game world

Chapter 182: A turning point in despair, the mechanism is broken again

"You old thief from Qingcheng, prepare to die!" Ren Xiaoyao roared, pouncing on the Qingcheng Sect Leader like a tiger descending from a mountain. He knew he had to fight quickly. Deep within the trap, the crisp creaking of the mechanism grew more frequent, signaling that Taoist Xuanfeng was about to break free. He had to eliminate the Qingcheng Sect Leader before then, or the consequences would be disastrous.

The head of the Qingcheng Sect was intimidated by Ren Xiaoyao's aura and felt a mixture of fear and panic. But he was an old hand after all, so he quickly regained his composure, brandishing his sword and meeting Ren Xiaoyao's fierce attack.

The two men clashed fiercely, their blows crisscrossing with palm winds and sword energy, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart. Although Ren Xiaoyao was seriously injured, he relied on his tenacious will and exquisite moves to fight the Qingcheng Sect Leader on equal terms.

However, Ren Xiaoyao knew he couldn't delay much longer. While dealing with the Qingcheng Sect Leader, he kept a close eye on the movements deep within the mechanism. The noises grew increasingly intense, as if foreshadowing a greater crisis.

"We must fight quickly and decisively!" Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself. He suddenly pulled back, his eyes scanning the surroundings like lightning, looking for an opportunity to defeat the enemy.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on the ever-changing spike mechanism on the ground. He noticed that these spikes did not attack randomly, but changed according to a certain rhythm and route.

"Could it be..." Ren Xiaoyao's mind stirred, and a bold idea came to his mind. He ignored the pain in his body, suppressed the surge of his internal energy, and began to try to approach the spikes.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Seeing that Ren Xiaoyao actually took the initiative to approach the dangerous mechanism, the leader of Qingcheng sneered in his heart and swung his sword to stab.

Ren Xiaoyao dodged the attack of the Qingcheng Sect Leader by moving sideways, his eyes fixed on the spikes. He kept walking, and his body moved nimbly among the dense spikes like a civet cat.

The spikes were getting faster and faster, and the frequency of their attacks was increasing. Ren Xiaoyao was in danger and was almost stabbed several times. But he never gave up. With his keen observation and amazing reaction speed, he escaped danger again and again.

"What is he doing?" Not far away, Xia Lin, who had been secretly observing, saw Ren Xiaoyao's actions and felt confused.

"Oh no, he's going to..." The sword maniac standing by seemed to have noticed something and his expression suddenly changed.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin exclaimed and wanted to go forward to help, but was pulled back by the sword maniac.

"Believe him." Sword Maniac said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on Ren Xiaoyao's figure.

At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly moved. He seized an opening, tapped the ground with his toes, and shot towards the Qingcheng Sect Leader like an arrow.

"Not good!" The leader of Qingcheng was shocked. Before he could react, he felt a flash before his eyes and Ren Xiaoyao appeared in front of him.

“Go to hell!” Ren Xiaoyao roared, and the long sword in his hand turned into a flash of lightning, going straight for the throat of the Qingcheng Sect Leader...

"Xiaoyao!"

"Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin's cry was drowned out by the sharp sound of breaking air. The hidden weapons of Master Emei came like raindrops, forcing Ren Xiaoyao to give up the fatal blow to the leader of Qingcheng and instead deal with this sudden attack.

Ren Xiaoyao retreated quickly, his sword dancing in a dense net, knocking down the incoming hidden weapons one by one. However, with every step he took back, the unpredictable spike mechanism beneath his feet moved closer, and if he wasn't careful, he would end up with his head and body separated.

"Damn it!" Ren Xiaoyao cursed inwardly, only to find himself with nowhere to retreat. Behind him, a thin layer of white mist suddenly rose, carrying a strange sweet fragrance, and quickly spread out in the surroundings.

"Be careful! It's poisonous fog!" Xia Lin's voice came from not far away, with a hint of trembling.

The poisonous fog spread rapidly, soon enveloping Ren Xiaoyao and the head of Qingcheng Sect. Ren Xiaoyao felt dizzy and breathless. He endured the discomfort, holding his breath while using his internal energy to force the poison out.

"Brother Xiaoyao, are you okay?" Xia Lin's voice came intermittently, and it was obvious that she was also affected by the poisonous fog.

"I'm fine," Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, trying to suppress the blood and energy surging in his body, "How are you?"

"I'm fine... cough cough..." Xia Lin coughed violently a few times. "This poisonous fog has a nerve-paralyzing effect. You have to be careful!"

"I understand," Ren Xiaoyao replied, his eyes never leaving the spike trap beneath his feet. He knew he had to break it quickly, otherwise, if the poisonous fog deepened, both he and Xia Lin would be in danger.

"Brother Xiaoyao, look over there!" Xia Lin's voice suddenly became urgent. "The arrangement of the spikes...is there a gap between the third and fifth rows?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao immediately followed Xia Lin's instructions. Sure enough, within the dense array of spikes, there was an extremely tiny gap between the third and fifth rows of spikes. Without careful observation, it would be impossible to detect.

"Good eyesight!" Ren Xiaoyao was delighted. He knew this was the key to breaking the mechanism. He took a deep breath, resisting the surge of inner energy and the erosion of the poisonous mist, and began to try to approach the gap.

At this moment, the leader of Qingcheng, who had been trapped in the mechanism, suddenly roared, and green light shone around him, and he actually broke free from some of the mechanism's restraints.

"Boy, give me your life!" The head of the Qingcheng Sect roared, forming seals with his hands. A green beam of light, carrying a fierce murderous aura, rushed straight towards Ren Xiaoyao...

The Qingcheng Sect Leader launched an angry attack, a beam of cyan light as fast as lightning. Ren Xiaoyao didn't even have time to react before he was struck hard in the chest. He groaned, a mouthful of blood spurting out, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, landing heavily on the edge of the spike mechanism.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin screamed, desperately wanting to rush over, but Ren Xiaoyao shouted at her, "Don't come over! This mechanism..."

His voice suddenly stopped, the intense pain making it almost impossible to breathe, and everything in front of him became blurry. He knew that the angry blow from the Qingcheng Sect Leader had already severely injured him.

"Haha, Ren Xiaoyao, you've come to this day!" The Qingcheng Sect Leader laughed wildly, struggling to stand up from the trap and approaching Ren Xiaoyao step by step. "You dare to ruin my plan? Today is the day you die!"

"Brother Xiaoyao, how are you?" Xia Lin asked anxiously, with a hint of tears in her voice.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't answer. He struggled to get up, but found himself completely powerless. The paralyzing effects of the poisonous mist hadn't completely worn off, and coupled with the severe blow from the Qingcheng Sect Leader, he was on the verge of death.

"Don't...care about me..." Ren Xiaoyao uttered a few words with difficulty, "Go away..."

"Want to leave? Too late!" The Qingcheng Sect Leader grinned fiercely, and a ball of green light condensed in his hand again. "None of you will leave here alive today!"

At this critical moment, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly felt a warm current rising from his dantian, quickly flowing through his body. Wherever the warm current passed, the pain miraculously subsided a lot, and he even felt that his strength was slowly recovering.

"This is..." Ren Xiaoyao's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the mysterious pill he had taken before. Could it be that the pill's effect had taken effect?

Without time to think, he endured the severe pain in his body, tried his best to circulate the true energy in his body to the extreme, and then suddenly slapped the mechanism under his feet with his palm.

With a crisp "click", the spike mechanism under Ren Xiaoyao suddenly stopped working, and then the entire mechanism array began to vibrate violently.

"What's going on?" The Qingcheng Sect Leader's face changed. Before he could react, the surrounding poisonous fog quickly dissipated, as if sucked away by an invisible force. The previously unpredictable spikes seemed to have lost control and retracted into the ground.

"Success!" Charlene exclaimed in surprise.

Ren Xiaoyao also breathed a sigh of relief. He struggled to stand up and looked at the suddenly clear passage in front of him. A sense of joy of surviving the disaster surged in his heart.

However, before they could be happy for long, a cold voice suddenly came from the depths of the passage: "Haha, that was a close call. You almost got there first."

Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin were startled. Following the sound, they saw an old man in Taoist robes, his hair and beard white, slowly approaching from the depths of the passage. His face was gloomy, his eyes were like lightning, and he exuded a powerful aura of oppression that made people afraid to look directly at him.

"Master Xuanfeng!"

Taoist Priest Xuanfeng, the head of Wudang, a highly respected figure in the martial arts world, had a greedy glint in his eyes. He looked at Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin as if they were two prey about to fall into a trap.

"You two youngsters are quite capable. You were able to break the Soul-Bewitching Poison Formation and the Thousand Machine Soul-Locking Formation." Taoist Xuanfeng said in a cold tone with a hint of sarcasm. "It's a pity that your good luck has run out."

Ren Xiaoyao helped Xia Lin stand steadily, staring at Taoist Xuanfeng with vigilance, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this, Taoist?"

Taoist Xuanfeng sneered and said, "The treasures in this underground palace belong to the capable. You two youngsters are weak, so you'd better hand over the things obediently to avoid physical pain!"

Ren Xiaoyao's heart sank. He knew today's incident would not end peacefully. Although Taoist Xuanfeng was well-known, he was a complete hypocrite. To obtain the treasure, he had even thrown away his dignity.

"Master, you are joking. We just came here by mistake and didn't see any treasures." Ren Xiaoyao said calmly, while secretly mobilizing the true energy in his body to prepare for the next battle.

"Hmph, you won't cry until you see the coffin!" A hint of murderous intent flashed in Taoist Xuanfeng's eyes. With a wave of his right hand, a sharp sword energy attacked Ren Xiaoyao.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" Xia Lin exclaimed, and shook the long whip in her hand, which turned into a silver lightning and defeated the sword energy.

"You're quite capable." A hint of surprise flashed in Taoist Xuanfeng's eyes, and then he snorted coldly, "However, relying on your meager skills, you think you can challenge me? You're simply courting death!"

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Xuanfeng flashed and appeared in front of Ren Xiaoyao like a ghost, with his five fingers forming claws and grabbing towards his chest.

Ren Xiaoyao did not dare to be careless. He quickly circulated his true energy and met the attack with a palm.

"boom!"

The two powerful forces collided with a loud bang. Ren Xiaoyao felt an overwhelming force, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards, taking several steps before he regained his balance.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin saw this and quickly stepped forward to support Ren Xiaoyao, asking with concern, "Are you okay?"

Ren Xiaoyao shook his head, his face pale. This Taoist Xuanfeng's strength was indeed unfathomable. With just one move, he suffered a minor injury.

"Hmph, I will send you two youngsters off today!" Taoist Xuanfeng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he attacked again.

At this moment, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from the depths of the passage, and then several figures appeared at the entrance of the passage.

"It's Master Emei, the head of Qingcheng, the Poison King and the Sword Maniac!" Xia Lin exclaimed, and her face suddenly became even uglier.

Ren Xiaoyao's heart sank. He knew that the real crisis had just begun...

"It seems we've arrived at the right time." Nun Emei looked at Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin with a cold smile on her face. "Don't even think about getting your hands on the treasures in this underground palace."