Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

The man, his face returned to calm, acted as if nothing had happened and went back to the main hall.

Meanwhile, a mysterious figure in black appeared in the palace behind him.

The figure in black quickly erased all traces, cleaning up the severed limbs, broken arms, and bloodstains that covered the floor.

Then, the man carried the dying Lin Qiqi and instantly left the palace.

The forbidden area behind the Xuanji Sword Sect.

Guarded by thirteen layers of barriers, no sect disciple is allowed to enter within ten miles of this place!

Anyone who violates this will be executed here!

At the entrance of the forbidden area lay dozens of broken, white skeletons.

These were the remains of sect disciples who had entered this place intentionally or unintentionally.

The figure in black ignored the stone tablet engraved with warnings.

Arriving before the restriction, he made a series of hand seals, then took out two specially made jade slips and merged them together.

Finally, he threw the jade slip into the air in front of him.

The jade slip shimmered with flowing light and divine patterns, working in conjunction with the hand seals and the mysterious man's power.

The barrier of light in front of him rippled, then slowly opened a crack wide enough for one person to pass through.

The man stepped into it, and the restriction behind him instantly closed.

From outside the barrier, it was impossible to see what was inside.

A dark and deep cave, with the entrance of the mysterious man, the fire basin on the stone wall suddenly lit up.

There were blurred stone carvings on the cave wall above.

"Xuanji Cave!"

The cave was extremely deep, nearly a thousand feet.

The interior was very wide, and a faint, rotten smell permeated the dark and humid air.

Reaching the deepest part, the cave's dome was nearly a hundred feet high, and a stone bridge stretching over a hundred feet appeared before him.

The stone bridge, entirely blackish-green, had round stone pillars, each over ten feet tall, on either side.

Numerous complex and profound runes were engraved on the stone pillars, and chains were wrapped around them, as if restraining something.

There were a total of thirty-nine stone pillars on both sides.

Twelve of the stone pillars were broken and shattered.

A strange blue flame flickered atop the remaining twenty-one stone pillars.

Only six intact stone pillars, without flames, stood at the far end of the stone bridge.

A grayish-white altar floated at one end of the stone bridge, surrounded by a pitch-black abyss.

The figure in black placed Lin Qiqi on the altar.

Blood quickly seeped into the grooves beneath the altar.

Buzz!!!!

A mysterious fluctuation slowly spread out.

A strange halo of light flowed on the altar.

Soon, a painful groan came from the mouth of the unconscious Lin Qiqi.

His body twisted strangely, his mouth widened, and his face contorted.

The light of the altar illuminated the cave.

Beneath the altar was a mountain of white bones!!!

A rough estimate put the number at several thousand!!

Bang!!

A soft sound came.

Beneath the black robe, the light illuminated the man's face, making it appear dim and bright.

Dark skin, triangular eyes, a hooked nose, high cheekbones, thin lips, and a long scar on his jaw extending to his cheek.

The man turned his head and glanced at the flames on the lit stone pillar.

His eyes narrowed, and he snorted coldly.

"Useless thing, you actually wasted an opportunity to seize a body!!"

At this point, only five stone pillars remained unlit.

The reason their Lin family was able to grow to this point was because of the existence of these stone pillars.

The Lin family's ancestor, Lin Zhaosheng, used them the most, seven times.

It was precisely because of these seven times that Lin Zhaosheng became the Xuanji Sword Sect's Immortal Lord Ancestor.

Lin Ze had also used them twice.

However, very few people in the Lin family knew about this now.

And he was just a dog raised by the Lin family.

He had also used it once.

Feeling Lin Qiqi's aura gradually becoming peaceful.

The man slowly retreated from the Xuanji Cave.

However, Lin Qiqi within the cave was actually awakened by the power of the altar, enduring inhuman torture!!

The power of the altar was slowly devouring his flesh and soul!!!

That kind of pain... it was like a stone roller covered in chili peppers, crushing his body bit by bit.

A piercing, bone-deep pain, a hundred times more painful than skinning and tearing the soul!!

But he couldn't even move at this time, he could only silently endure all of this.

Painful howls echoed through the Xuanji Cave, reverberating within the mountain belly.

He only managed to shout twice before his throat became hoarse.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he slowly moved his head, only then did he realize that he didn't even know where this place was...

Within the dark and cold cave, only Lin Qiqi's desperate and painful cries remained.

Lin Ze scanned the jade slip with his divine sense, his face grim, and said in a cold voice.

"Smash the Liuli Temple for me."

"Find this person!!"

"I want him alive!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ze suddenly stood up, his powerful aura pressing down, making everyone afraid to breathe.

"Investigate his true identity and slaughter his clan along with the sect behind him!"

"Issue an order to the Lower Three Sects, whoever can bring him back will be rewarded with ten million immortal crystals."

"Plus a Rank Four Immortal Breaking Golden Pill, and two Spirit Pole Pills that can improve True Immortal cultivation!"

Lin Ze slowly walked out of the main hall, his cold voice echoing within the hall.

"In short, spare no expense to bring him back!!!"

The people in the hall watched Lin Ze's departing figure, and turned around to speak in a deep voice in the direction the man left.

"We respectfully obey the Sect Master's orders!!"

"We respectfully obey the Sect Master's orders!!"

In an instant, the three subordinate sects of the Xuanji Sword Sect all received the upper sect's secret order!

Tiangang Sword Pavilion, Xuanming Sword Sect, Zixiao Sword Court.

These three sects, which were quite famous in the Northern Green Underworld, were all facing a great enemy, and the atmosphere in the sects became extremely tense.

The three sects, separated by thousands of miles, all took action.

The disciples of each sect were simultaneously given secret missions.

Figures soaring on swords scattered in all directions.

Many sects near the Northern Region were somewhat confused for a time, and had no idea what was happening.

At the same time, Jueyuan, who had already arrived in the Southern Green Underworld, rushed back after receiving the news.

However, when he rushed back to the Liuli Temple at full speed...

All that met his eyes was a scene of ruins!!

The fire had almost burned everything in the temple!

Even many Buddhist artifacts were lost.

The old man didn't even have time to check the condition of the temple, so he hurried to the direction of the valley.

The original valley peaks had been destroyed beyond recognition by the previous battle between Li Guanqi and others.

In the scorched valley, the old man's vast divine sense swept across a hundred miles, but he did not find any useful clues.

Suddenly!!

The old man sensed a hidden aura lurking in the dark, his body twisted and disappeared in place.

Buzz!!!

A figure slowly walked out of the void, the old man wearing a blue-gold robe, his eyes scanning the valley vigilantly.

"Hmm?"

"Could it be that I sensed it wrong?"

"But I clearly sensed a trace of aura just now..."

Jueyuan took a deep look at the old man, and disappeared into the void.

"Layman Li, where are you now?"

"The people of the Xuanji Sword Sect have already been to the Liuli Temple!"