"Damn it! Who on earth is this, daring to provoke our Heavenly Allheaven Gate like this?"
At that moment, not only was Tuoba Cheng'an grinding his teeth in fury, but every other member of the Heavenly Allheaven Gate was doing the same.
"Grand Elder, what should we do now?"
Angry as they were, the numerous elders of the Heavenly Allheaven Gate still turned their gaze to Tuoba Cheng'an.
Whoever had managed to infiltrate the Demon-Slaying Emperor's tomb without any of them noticing — and successfully stolen treasures from the bodies of their own elders — was clearly no pushover.
Among those elders, there had even been experts at the Supreme Realm keeping watch.
Yet even elders of that caliber had been robbed.
They could only imagine that the opposition they were facing now was absolutely not to be underestimated.
"Did any of you catch a glimpse of whoever took your treasures?"
"What was their cultivation level?" Tuoba Cheng'an asked the robbed elders.
And their answers only deepened his unease.
They had no idea what the perpetrators' cultivation levels were. Those people hadn't used force at all — instead, they had wielded some kind of extraordinary power.
It wasn't pure barrier energy, nor was it martial force.
As for their appearance, that had been impossible to make out as well, since every last one of them had been shrouded in that mysterious power, completely obscuring their features.
"Grand Elder… could it be that no one is trying to oppose our Heavenly Allheaven Gate at all? What if it's the guardian inside the Demon-Slaying Emperor's tomb causing all this?" one of the elders ventured.
"That's certainly a possibility," Tuoba Cheng'an replied.
All of this was far too bizarre. The power on display was nothing that any normal martial cultivator could wield.
Still, there was one thing he couldn't figure out. If these were guardians left behind by the Demon-Slaying Emperor, then why would they prepare a prank-like letter addressed specifically to him — Tuoba Cheng'an — and call him out by name?
"Let's wait for Master Huang to come out," Tuoba Cheng'an said.
The others nodded in agreement. At this point, they had no other choice. The only person they could rely on was Master Huang.
After all, a place like a tomb was the domain of a Spirit World Master. No matter how powerful their cultivation was, it meant nothing here.
Certain things simply couldn't be explained by common sense, and brute force couldn't solve them either. Barrier arts were the only weapon capable of cutting through the unknown.
"Damn it, cursed be all of this!"
Just then, Master Huang came flying out of the barrier entrance with every expert the Heavenly Allheaven Gate had.
However, Master Huang's appearance was wretched to the extreme.
Not only was his entire body filthy and grimy, but he was also reeking of a terrible stench.
The smell was unmistakably… feces.
No, not unmistakably — it was undeniably, absolutely feces.
The moment Master Huang approached, the members of the Heavenly Allheaven Gate scrambled to cover their noses and leapt aside, every one of them staring at Master Huang with undisguised disgust.
They were all people with obsessive cleanliness habits. They didn't flinch at blood, but feces and urine were another matter entirely. The mere thought of getting any on themselves was enough to give them nightmares for an entire week.
In their eyes, they were beings of purity — if something so foul soiled them, it would tarnish the sacred aura they carried.
"Master Huang, you… what happened to you?!"
"How did you end up like this?!"
Seeing Master Huang's current state, even Tuoba Cheng'an was at a loss for words.
He had been waiting for Master Huang to solve the problems inside the Demon-Slaying Emperor's tomb.