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

With swords flashing and blood flying everywhere, the originally quiet snowfield instantly turned into a Shura field.

Chu Yao stood in the center of the altar with an indifferent expression, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

She controlled the puppet, and thousands of silver threads danced at her fingertips, like poisonous snakes, entwining the body of the woman in purple.

"The twin contract between the Xi family bloodline and the master of Tianji Pavilion is the real core of Tianji Lock!" Chu Yao's voice was cold and firm, with an unquestionable majesty.

She suddenly stabbed the puppet into her heart, and blood gushed out, staining the collar of her clothes red.

"No! Chu Yao!" Cai Wenshuang shouted heartbreakingly.

At this moment, a space-time rift suddenly appeared above the altar.

A familiar figure slowly walked out from the crack, it was Xi Yu.

But on his neck, there suddenly appeared the double star tattoo of the woman in purple. The tattoo was wriggling like a living thing, emitting a strange light.

"Back then, I held Father Cai hostage to prevent the woman in purple from being reborn with the help of your blood!" Xi Yu's voice was cold and unfamiliar, without a trace of emotion.

Cai Wenshuang was stunned. She couldn't believe her ears.

Xi Yu, the man who was once gentle and considerate and took good care of her, actually... actually held her father hostage in order to prevent the purple-clothed woman from being reborn?

"You...what are you talking about?" Cai Wenshuang's voice trembled with a hint of disbelief.

Xiyu did not answer. He just stared at Cai Wenshuang coldly. He slowly raised his hand and stretched it towards Cai Wenshuang... "You, are not Xiyu..."

The wind and snow became even more violent, like countless tiny icicles, piercing Cai Wenshuang's face, causing unbearable pain.

But she couldn't feel it, all her senses were focused on Xi Yu, the man who walked out of the cracks in time and space, the man who haunted her dreams.

But his eyes were so strange and cold, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

The double star tattoo on her neck was like two little purple snakes, twisting in front of her eyes, emitting a disgusting stench.

"You...you are not Xiyu..." Cai Wenshuang's voice trembled violently, like a candle swaying in the wind, which could go out at any time.

This sentence is more of a desperate confirmation than a question.

Xi Yu, or rather, the purple-clothed woman who occupied Xi Yu's body, had a cold smile on her face, as if mocking her naivety.

"Xi Yu? He is dead. Now, I am the owner of this body." Her voice was sharp and piercing, like nails scratching on a blackboard, which made people shudder.

A chill ran straight up from Cai Wenshuang's feet to her head. Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She recalled every moment with Xiyu, his gentleness, his thoughtfulness, his smile...those beautiful memories were now like sharp knives, stabbing her heart and making her feel miserable.

"No! You are not him! Give Xi Yu back to me!" Cai Wenshuang screamed, tears of despair blurring her vision.

She rushed towards Xiyu desperately, wanting to rescue him from the control of the woman in purple.

"You don't know your own limitations." The purple-clothed woman sneered and easily dodged Cai Wenshuang's attack.

She stretched out her hand, grabbed Cai Wenshuang's throat like an eagle's claw, and lifted her up high.

A feeling of suffocation came over Cai Wenshuang, his vision began to darken, and his ears began to buzz.

She felt her vitality was slipping away quickly, like a leaf drifting in the wind, weak and fragile.

At this moment, a fishy-sweet taste spread in Cai Wenshuang's mouth.

She used up her last bit of strength, bit her tongue, and sprayed the mountain folk's secret medicine of Cai's father, which had accumulated in her mouth, mixed with blood, onto Xi Yu's face.

The secret medicine, with a strong herbal scent and a faint hint of blood, fell on Xi Yu's face, flowed down his neck, and soaked the strange double star tattoo.

Xi Yu's body trembled violently, he covered his chest in pain and let out a heart-wrenching cough.

Black blood gushed out of his mouth, carrying with it a sickening stench.

"Ah--" The woman in purple let out a shrill scream, and her figure struggled violently in Xiyu's body, as if she was about to break out.

As the black blood continued to flow out, Xi Yu's eyes gradually regained clarity.

He looked at Cai Wenshuang blankly, "Wenshuang... I... what's wrong with me?"

Cai Wenshuang watched Xi Yu return to his original appearance, and a huge joy surged in his heart. Tears welled up in his eyes again, and this time, he was crying with joy.

"Xiyu! You're back!"

However, before they could hug each other, something strange happened.

The ground of the altar suddenly began to vibrate violently, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

Then, the ground in the center of the altar slowly sank, revealing a huge bronze tripod.

The tripod was engraved with patterns. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a photo of Xi Yu and Cai's father when they were children. They were holding hands and smiling innocently.

At the same time, Xi Wujiang's armor suddenly came to life and turned into countless chains flashing with cold light, trapping the woman in purple tightly.

He looked at Xi Yu deeply.
"Yuer... take care..." Xi Wujiang's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of helplessness and reluctance.

Before he finished speaking, his figure sank into the ground along with the bronze tripod and disappeared.

"Father!" Xi Yu shouted in grief and wanted to reach out to grab him, but he only grabbed a handful of air.

The altar was shaking more and more violently, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Xiyu..." Cai Wenshuang tightly grasped Xiyu's hand.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Xi Yu held Cai Wenshuang's hand with his backhand and gave her a comforting look.

At this moment, a voice sounded from deep underground, with endless majesty and vicissitudes: "Blood is connected... fate is reincarnation..."

"Xi Yu! You're back!" There was a hint of trembling, a hint of joy, and a hint of disbelief in Cai Wenshuang's voice.

How she wanted to throw herself into his arms, feel his real body temperature, and confirm that this was not a dream.

However, before they could hug each other, something strange happened.

The ground of the altar shook violently, making a teeth-grinding friction sound, as if a giant beast was rolling over in the ground, or like thousands of troops were galloping towards them.

Dust fell, and the air was filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, with a hint of blood, a hint of decay, and a hint of... despair.

The ground in the center of the altar slowly sank, revealing a huge bronze tripod.

The body of the tripod is mottled and dotted with green rust, but it cannot conceal the intricate and exquisite patterns on it.

Looking closely, the pattern turned out to be two children holding hands and smiling innocently.

One of the eyebrows and eyes vaguely shows the outline of Xi Yu today, while the other one is exactly what Cai Wenshuang looked like when he was a child!

Cai Wenshuang was shocked, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

This bronze tripod, this pattern, this sudden change... everything exudes a strange atmosphere.

At the same time, Xi Wujiang's armor suddenly came to life, as if it had life, turning into countless chains flashing with cold light, trapping the woman in purple tightly.

The chains were icy cold, emitting an eerie chill, like claws from hell, dragging her into an abyss of no return.

Xi Wujiang looked at Xi Yu deeply, his eyes were complicated and hard to read, with guilt, reluctance, and a hint of... relief.

"Yuer... take care..." His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of helplessness and reluctance, like his final farewell.

Before he finished speaking, his figure sank into the ground along with the bronze tripod and disappeared.

All that was left was the empty altar and the creepy echo.

"Father!" Xi Yu shouted in grief and wanted to reach out to grab him, but he only grabbed a handful of air.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the suffocating pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The altar was shaking more and more violently, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, as if it would collapse at any time.

The rubble kept rolling down, the dust was flying, and the whole world seemed to be overturning.

"Xi Yu..." Cai Wenshuang held Xi Yu's hand tightly. Her hand was cold and trembling, but it gave Xi Yu a little strength.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Xi Yu held Cai Wenshuang's hand with his backhand and gave her a comforting look.

His eyes were firm and gentle, as if they could dispel all fear and anxiety.

At this moment, a voice sounded from deep underground, with endless majesty and vicissitudes, as if it came from ancient gods, or like a demon from hell: "Blood is connected... fate and reincarnation..."

Xi Yu and Cai Wen stood on the bronze tripod back to back. The cold metal irritated their skin through their thin clothes.

An inexplicable force surged out from the cauldron and flowed through their bodies, making them feel numb and dizzy.

Xi Wujiang's remaining soul emerged from the ground; his figure was illusory and vague, as if it would disappear at any time.

He looked at Xi Yu, with a hint of madness and determination in his eyes.

"Brother, use my brother's blood to activate the formation!" Su Heng suddenly summoned the natal Gu of the master of Tianji Pavilion from twenty years ago. It was a golden Gu worm that emitted a dazzling light.

It circled in the air, making sharp cries, as if it was cheering or wailing.

Su Heng dripped Xi Wujiang's blood into the mouth of the insect, and the insect's body quickly swelled up and eventually turned into a golden pill.

"The real Heaven's Secret Lock is a symbiosis of the blood of the Xi family and the blood of the mountain people!" Su Heng's voice was cold and firm, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang looked at each other and swallowed the pills at the same time without any hesitation.

The pill melted in their mouths, turning into a warm current that flowed through their bodies.

Their blood began to boil, their bodies began to glow, and their blood began to merge.

The sky and the earth changed color and the wind and clouds changed suddenly.

The purple-clothed woman rushed out from the ground, black mist wrapped around her body, her eyes filled with resentment and anger.

"Xi Wujiang! How dare you betray me!"

However, Xi Wujiang's residual soul entangled her, and his eyes were full of madness and persistence.

"Mother, I am your true vessel!"

Su Heng looked at this scene, her eyes deep and complicated... She slowly raised her hand and pointed to the sky.

"here we go……"

The earth groaned in pain, as if it could not withstand such powerful force.

In the center of the altar, Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang stood side by side, their palms facing each other. A visible flow of energy surged between them, flashing dazzling light.

The light became brighter and brighter, gradually enveloping the two of them and forming a huge ball of light.

Inside the light ball, two blood vessels intertwined and entangled, like two dragons playing with a pearl, emitting bursts of dragon roars.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!
The originally empty ground suddenly cracked into a huge crack, and a figure jumped out from it!

Amid the flying dust, Cai's father's weather-beaten face appeared in front of everyone. His eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at the purple-clothed woman who was entangled by Xi Wujiang's residual soul.

The tattoo on his neck seemed to come alive, transforming into black chains that swept towards the woman in purple with a sharp sound of breaking through the air!

"boom!"

The chains wrapped around the woman in purple like a poisonous snake, nailing her firmly to the altar, making her unable to move.

The woman in purple let out a shrill scream, her voice filled with anger and unwillingness.

"You...you actually..."

Father Cai's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his voice was as cold as ice: "The engagement you stole back then was a substitute set up by Xi Yu to save my daughter!"

This sudden change stunned everyone present.

Su Heng's Xi Wujiang's remaining soul was also stunned. He looked at Father Cai,

The palms of Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang finally came into complete contact, and a powerful energy wave spread out in all directions with the two of them as the center.

The sky and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon lost their light, as if the end of the world was about to come.

The stone pillars around the altar began to collapse, and the ground shook violently, making a heart-pounding roar.

At this moment, an even more terrifying figure slowly emerged from the crack between heaven and earth.

The figure was a fusion of the souls of the purple-clothed woman, Xi Wujiang, and Cai's father, and exuded a suffocating pressure.

Its eyes were like burning flames, staring at Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang, and it let out a deafening roar.

"You...all must die!"

At this critical moment, the leader of the secret guards, who had remained silent, suddenly moved.

The broken sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, pointing directly at Xi Yu's back!
"Sir, be careful!" a secret guard exclaimed.

However, it was too late...

"Xi Yu..." Cai Wenshuang's voice trembled.

Xi Yu seemed to sense the murderous intent behind him, but he did not look back. He just held Cai Wenshuang's hand tightly with a bitter smile on his face.

"It seems... we can't escape the arrangement of fate after all..."

The broken sword tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and headed straight for Xi Yu's back!
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and even the wind held its breath.

Xi Yu had a bitter smile on his face, as if he had accepted the arrangement of fate.

He didn't even look back, but just held Cai Wenshuang's hand tighter, palms touching, conveying a silent farewell.

At the critical moment, Cai Wenshuang suddenly threw the inconspicuous goat pendant in his hand!

The pendant drew an arc in the air, accurately blocking the tip of the sword and Xi Yu's back.

With a crisp "ding" sound, sparks flew everywhere!

The hard broken sword was unable to pierce the seemingly ordinary pendant, but instead left a deep scratch on it.

The pendant was split open by the sword, revealing the blood-red patterns engraved on the inside - "Xi Cai Yongqi".

These four words were like a thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

Even the leader of the secret guards who thrust the sword was stunned.

The broken sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Xi Yu grabbed the sword blade fiercely, blood dripping through his fingers, but it did not affect his calmness at all.

He looked at the leader of the secret guards in front of him, and a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The Heavenly Secret Gu in your body, do you still remember what I said when I taught you the first lesson?"

The leader of the secret guards trembled all over and his face turned pale instantly.

He wanted to draw back the broken sword, but found that his body seemed to be imprisoned and he could not move.

On his neck, golden chain-like lines emerged, like poisonous snakes, tightly wrapped around his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

“Ahem…” The leader of the secret guards coughed painfully. He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Xi Yu, and said in a hoarse voice: “Sir… I… can’t help myself…”

Upon seeing this, Cai Wenshuang immediately stepped forward and tore open the collar of the secret guard leader.

On his chest, there was a bronze pattern imprinted, exactly the same as the pattern on Xi Wujiang's body!
Cai Wenshuang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he took a breath of cold air: "No wonder you are still alive today! Twenty years ago, the three hundred people in the Dark Guard Battalion died in the line of duty to suppress bandits..."

She didn't finish her words, but the meaning was self-evident.

Twenty years ago, three hundred elite members of the Xi family's secret guard battalion "died in the line of duty to suppress bandits", and now, the leader of the secret guards is standing here alive, with the same patterns on his body as Xi Wujiang.

What kind of secret is hidden in this?
Xi Yu looked at the leader of the secret guards and said slowly, "You were an orphan. I raised you, taught you martial arts, and treated you like a brother. But you betrayed me and joined that woman!"

"Sir, I..." The leader of the secret guards wanted to explain, but found that he could not say anything.

He could only close his eyes in pain and let the golden chains tighten.

"Who is it?" Cai Wenshuang asked sternly, his tone full of murderous intent.

Xi Yu took a deep breath and slowly uttered two words: "Purple clothes."

Cai Wenshuang clenched his fists, his nails dug deeply into the flesh, and blood flowed through the gaps between his fingers.

She stared at the leader of the secret guards and said word by word: "Twenty years ago, the three hundred secret guards were all her..."

The leader of the secret guards nodded painfully, with two lines of blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm going to kill her!" Cai Wenshuang said gritting his teeth, with rage burning in his eyes.

Xi Yu grabbed Cai Wenshuang's hand, shook his head, and said, "It's not the right time yet. We have to leave here first."

"But..." Cai Wenshuang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xi Yu.

"Believe me." Xi Yu looked at Cai Wenshuang, his eyes full of determination and trust, "I will avenge you and those brothers who died!"

He held Cai Wenshuang's hand tightly, turned his gaze to the terrifying figure slowly emerging from the crack of the altar, and said word by word: "Here it comes..."

"Roar--!"

A roar that did not sound like a human voice shook the entire altar to the point of collapse.

A monster slowly crawled out of the crack. (End of this chapter)