The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

What is horrifying is that in those cracks, there is actually a blood-red liquid flowing, like winding blood-colored meridians, throughout the entire city.

Taoist Qingfeng, who had been acting crazy all the time, suddenly laughed out loud at this moment. The laughter was sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, which made people shudder.

“Hahaha…Heavenly Secret Lock! The five souls are back! Back then, I secretly divided the Heavenly Secret Lock into five souls. Now, it’s time to take it back!”

Xi Yu's heart sank, he finally understood that all this was a huge conspiracy, and he, Cai Wenshuang, and the people of the entire city were just pawns in this conspiracy.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Cai Wenshuang, but saw that her face was pale, her eyes were empty, but there was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Xi Yu..." A strange voice came out from Cai Wenshuang's mouth. The voice was low and hoarse, like a call from hell, "You... lost..."

"Do you think you really understand me?" Cai Wenshuang, or rather, "it" that occupied Cai Wenshuang's body, said in a joking tone, slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at Xi Yu.

"Xi Yu..." The voice was cold and hollow, as if it came from the Netherworld. Every syllable was wrapped in a suffocating chill.

Xi Yu's heart sank suddenly, and he stared at Cai Wenshuang, or rather, the "thing" that occupied Cai Wenshuang's body.

At this moment, a strange, creepy smile appeared on that familiar face, as if mocking his ignorance and naivety.

At this moment, a white figure flashed like a ghost and grabbed Cai Wenshuang. It was the man in white who had been hiding in the dark before!

He had a blank expression and his eyes were as cold as ice, like a machine without emotions.

He roughly dragged Cai Wenshuang to the center of the altar, and his movements were so fast that Xi Yu had no time to react.

"Let her go!" Xi Yu roared, his voice hoarse and his eyes bloodshot.

He wanted to rush forward, but was held in place by an invisible force, unable to move.

The man in white turned a deaf ear to Xi Yu's roar. He just glanced coldly at the bright red jade pendant mark between Cai Wen's eyebrows.

The mark was now emitting a strange light, which reflected the formation formed by the blood flowing on the altar, creating some kind of mysterious resonance.

The altar shook violently again, and the dark green flame jumped even more violently, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

The man in white pressed Cai Wenshuang in the center of the altar without hesitation. The mark on the jade pendant perfectly matched a concave shape on the altar!

“No——!” Xi Yu roared in despair. He felt like his soul was about to be torn apart.

He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the invisible restraints, but in vain.

At this critical moment, Cai Wenshuang suddenly spoke, his voice clear but with a chilling calmness: "Master Xi, the purple gold pill you hid in the Cai family medicine house back then was prepared for today, right?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, striking Xi Yu's heart.

His eyes suddenly widened and stared at Cai Wenshuang, his mind going blank.

The Purple Gold Pill was a rare treasure that he had spent a lot of effort to obtain. It was something he used to... used to... He couldn't even remember its purpose for the moment!
"Purple Gold Pill..." Xi Yu muttered to himself, countless images flashed through his mind, but he still couldn't piece together a complete answer.

He felt as if his memory was shrouded in a fog that prevented him from seeing the truth.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
"what--!"

Xi Yu and Cai's father screamed at the same time, and both fell to the ground, their bodies twitching violently as if they were in great pain.

A translucent figure slowly emerged between their bodies!
The figure was wearing a simple robe and his face was blurry, but he exuded an awe-inspiring aura.

That is... the shadow of the Master of Tianji Pavilion!

At the same time, Sima Zhao, who had been silent all the time, suddenly laughed out loud. His laughter was sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl.

The bronze chimes in his hands made clear sounds without any wind.

The sound was not an ordinary piece of music, but an ancient and mysterious melody - "The Requiem"!
"Boom-thump-thump-"

The sound of the chimes, like a death curse, echoed throughout the city.

The ground began to shake violently, houses were crumbling, and people fled in panic. The sounds of crying, screaming, and collapsing houses intertwined to create a doomsday scene.

What’s even more terrifying is that the entire city actually began to slowly sink into the ground!
It felt as if a huge hand was dragging the city into an endless abyss.

"It's over... Everything is over..." Taoist Qingfeng smiled foolishly, with a crazy light flashing in his eyes.

Guanglingzi had a grim smile on his face. He looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, his eyes flashing with excitement.

He knew that his plan was finally going to succeed!
Xi Yu lay on the ground, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the doomsday scene in front of him, his heart filled with despair.

He wanted to stop it all, but found that he was powerless.

He could only watch the city, and everything he held dear, go to destruction.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his ears: "Is this what you want?"

Xi Yu turned his head suddenly, but only saw Cai Wenshuang's familiar yet unfamiliar face. There was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth and her eyes were empty, as if she was laughing at his powerlessness and despair.

The tremors underground became more and more violent, as if the roar of a giant beast was echoing under the earth's crust.

The cracks spread like a spider web, devouring the foundations of the city.

Houses collapsed, rubble flew everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of dust and fear.

In the center of the altar, a huge stone slab slowly rose up, on which emerged a thousand-year-old painting. The woman in the painting had fluttering clothes and a peerless beauty, but there was an indescribable sadness between her brows.

"Is this... the Master of Tianji Pavilion?" Guanglingzi narrowed his eyes and stared greedily at the woman in the painting.

He has studied the Tianji Pavilion for many years, but has never seen the true appearance of the Pavilion Master.

The scroll slowly unfolded, revealing a shocking secret: next to the woman, was a swaddled baby, and around the baby's neck hung a familiar jade pendant - exactly the same as the one on Xiyu's neck!
"Yuer..." A vague voice echoed above the altar, carrying with it endless sorrow and attachment.

The figure of the purple-clothed woman separated from Cai's father's body and floated away like a wisp of smoke.

She stared at the scroll with a complicated look in her eyes, showing anger, helplessness, and deep sorrow.

"What you stole back then was not only the secret book of Tianji Pavilion, but also my last chance to continue my bloodline!" The voice of the purple-clothed woman was sharp and piercing, carrying the chill of a thousand years of resentment.

Father Cai collapsed to the ground, trembling all over. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

He stole the secret book in order to save his daughter's life, but he never expected that it would cause such a huge disaster.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The leader of the Armored Guards suddenly turned against Sima Zhao and pointed his sword at him!
On his neck, a jade pendant with the same pattern as Xi Yu's appeared, emitting a dazzling light.

"He is... a member of the Xi family?" Captain Lei widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

He recognized a brand on the right arm of the Iron Guard Commander, "He is the son of the Xi Family Private Army Commander who disappeared twenty years ago!"

Sima Zhao was caught off guard and was stabbed in the chest by the leader of the armored guards.

He looked at the scene in disbelief.
"Why...why..." Sima Zhao's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he fell in a pool of blood.

In the chaos, Cai Wenshuang took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and stuffed the brown pills inside into Xi Yu's mouth.

This is a secret mountain medicine left by her mother, which is said to bring the dead back to life.

"Live... You must live..." Cai Wenshuang's voice trembled and tears blurred her eyes.

Both men fell unconscious at the same time, their palms intertwined.

At this moment, Xiyu's jade pendant and the tattoo on Cai's father's arm were combined into a complete pattern - the activation array diagram of the Tianji Lock!
The light of the altar grew brighter and brighter, and a powerful force surged out from the formation diagram, sweeping across the entire underground space.

"No..." Guanglingzi screamed in horror and wanted to escape, but found himself bound by an invisible force and unable to move.

Taoist Qingfeng had a crazy smile on his face and opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace the power of destruction.

"Hahahaha... finally... it's finally coming..."

The underground shaking stopped and the city's sinking also stopped.

Everything seemed to be still, leaving only the dazzling light on the altar and the folded hands...

Suddenly, a slender figure appeared at the edge of the altar.

She was wearing a red dress, her face was pale, and she was holding a blood-stained broken sword in her hand.

She looked at the unconscious Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang, with a strange smile on her lips.

"The game... has just begun..." Xiaohong said softly with cold eyes.

Xiaohong's slender fingers tightly grasped the blood-stained broken sword, and the sword body was still trembling slightly, like a dying butterfly.

On her pale face, there was a resolute smile, as beautiful as a flash in the pan.

Without any hesitation, she stabbed the broken sword into her heart.

Blood gushed out, staining her clothes and the cold stone slabs of the altar. At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The originally dull jade pendant between Xiaohong's eyebrows suddenly burst out with dazzling light, turning into a beam of light that shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the dark dome, like a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

"You girl, you actually used your twin souls to forcibly break through the space-time barrier!" The purple-clothed woman's scream resounded underground, filled with anger and disbelief.

Her voice was no longer ethereal, but full of harsh noises, as if thousands of years of resentment had completely erupted at this moment.

A loud noise like a landslide came from deep underground, as if a sleeping beast was awakened and roared in anger.

The altar shook violently, and the surrounding stone walls began to collapse, with rubble falling like raindrops.

Xi Yu suddenly opened his eyes, a chaotic scene was reflected in his pupils, and his ears were buzzing, as if countless bees were flying around his ears.

He felt a severe headache, as if something was about to explode from his brain.

He subconsciously clenched the hand beside him, and the softness of the hand made him slightly stunned.

Cai Wenshuang also opened his eyes and looked around in confusion.

She saw Xi Yu, the collapsed altar, and the beam of light piercing the sky.

She felt an inexplicable fear, as if something terrible was about to happen.

At this moment, they all saw the terrifying figure in the center of the altar at the same time—the body of the woman in purple and Sima Zhao had actually merged together!
The fused body was tall and twisted, and the purple-clothed woman's flowing hair was intertwined with Sima Zhao's armor, forming a strange harmony.

The face of the woman in purple was still beautiful, but full of gloom and evil, while Sima Zhao's face was distorted, full of pain and struggle.

Their eyes were empty and numb, yet they revealed a creepy chill.

A powerful sense of oppression emanated from the fused body, making Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang feel suffocated.

They instinctively wanted to escape, but found that their bodies were bound by an invisible force and they could not move.

In the distance, a loud horn sounded, breaking the silence underground.

That was the horn sound of Xi Yu’s old subordinates!

The secret guard army broke into the city!

The sound of the horn was like a ray of dawn, illuminating the dark underground and igniting the flame of hope in Xi Yu's heart.

"Reinforcements... are coming..." Xi Yu murmured to himself, his voice hoarse but full of power.

He turned to look at Cai Wenshuang, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes, "We... can't give up yet..."

Cai Wenshuang held Xi Yu's hand tightly, feeling the warmth in his palm, and a flame of hope also ignited in her eyes.

"Well..." She nodded gently and said with all her strength, "Let's... together..."

At this moment, the fused monster suddenly let out a deafening roar, and the entire underground space trembled.

"Xi Yu! Do you really think you can escape from my control?" The monster's voice was hoarse and sharp, filled with endless resentment and anger, "Today, you will all die here!"

The monster raised its huge hand and slapped Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang fiercely...

"No..." A cold voice suddenly sounded, "The game...is only beginning now..."

"boom--"

The huge palm was packed with the power to destroy the world. Before it fell, the strong wind had already cut across Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang's cheeks like a knife.

The two hugged each other tightly and closed their eyes in despair.

However, the expected death did not come.

A crisp sound of metal collision, accompanied by a "crack" sound, exploded in my ears.

Xi Yu suddenly opened his eyes and saw a black figure blocking them like a ghost.

The figure held a broken sword tightly in his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced deeply into the monster's palm.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Lin...Lin Pojun?!" Xi Yu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in disbelief, his voice trembling.

"Prime Minister...go quickly..." Lin Pojun's voice was hoarse and weak, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

His body was shaking violently, as if he would collapse at any moment.

"No! I won't leave! If you want to go, let's go together!" Xi Yu struggled to stand up, but found that his body seemed to be pressed down by a thousand-pound rock and he couldn't move at all.

"Hehe...hehehe..." Lin Pojun suddenly let out a low and strange laugh. His body slowly turned, revealing a face as pale as paper.

That face was covered with hideous scars and blood, it was shocking to see.

But his eyes were extremely firm, even with a hint of... fanaticism!
"Prime Minister... do you still remember... how we survived in the Northern Frontier back then?" Lin Pojun's voice was intermittent, as if he would die at any time.

Xi Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, of course he remembered!
That year, there was a severe drought in northern Xinjiang and the grain harvest was completely destroyed.

The enemy took the opportunity to attack, and they were trapped in the valley, running out of ammunition and food, and were almost in despair.

It was Lin Pojun, who led several members of the death squad, and used his own flesh and blood to blast open a bloody path, buying a glimmer of hope for the army.

And he himself almost lost his life because of this...

"Lin Pojun...you..." Xi Yu's voice was choked. He had already guessed what Lin Pojun wanted to do.

"Prime Minister...you are the star in the sky...we...we ants...can light the way forward for you...we will die without regrets!" Lin Pojun grinned, a smile uglier than crying.

He suddenly pulled out the broken sword in his hand, and a black liquid gushed out from the monster's palm, splashing all over him.

"Zizzizi..."

When the black liquid touched Lin Pojun's body, it immediately made a harsh corrosive sound and emitted bursts of white smoke.

Lin Pojun's body was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Prime Minister... this old slave... can only protect you... for three breaths!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Pojun turned around abruptly and ran towards the city gate.

His speed was astonishingly fast, like a flash of black lightning, and he disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

At the same time, at the city gate.

"Rumble..."

The heavy city gate slowly opened, and an army in black armor poured into the city like a tide.

The leader, with a burly build and a stern face, was none other than the leader of the secret guards - Lin Pojun!

He held a long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing forward.

"kill!"

Lin Pojun roared, led the troops and rushed forward.

Behind him, countless secret guards followed closely, like sharp knives, stabbing into the enemy's heart.

"Form up! Meet the enemy!"

A cold voice sounded, carrying with it unquestionable majesty.

An army wearing silver armor quickly gathered inside the city gate and formed a solid line of defense.

The leader was a tall man wearing a silver mask, so his face could not be seen clearly.

He held a huge battle axe in his hand, and the axe blade was flashing with cold light, which was chilling.

This person is Xi Yu’s half-brother—Xi Wujiang!

The Armored Guards he led were the most elite troops of the Xi family, with extremely strong combat effectiveness.

Lin Pojun was not afraid at all and rushed directly towards the array of armored guards.

"clang!"

The long sword and the battle axe collided fiercely, making a deafening metal collision sound.

Lin Pojun only felt a huge force coming, his palms went numb, and the long sword in his hand was actually broken! (End of this chapter)