In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

After the demonic shadows in the deep pit knelt and dissipated, the demonic energy permeating the ruins seemed to have lost its violent and aggressive nature.

But they did not disappear; they simply drifted quietly among the ruins like docile pets.

Su Han, Lu Xueqi, and Bi Yao dared not delay for a moment. They suppressed the churning blood and qi in their bodies and the depletion of their spiritual energy, and quickly left the heart-pounding square.

Their figures moved swiftly among the collapsed palace ruins and twisted columns.

Footsteps echoed hollowly across the broken stone slabs, sounding exceptionally clear in this desolate world.

Each echo struck a chord in the hearts of the three men.

Lu Xueqi's face was as pale as paper. The Tianya Divine Sword had been returned to its sheath, but her hand was still tightly gripping the hilt.

The Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique, which she had just unleashed with all her might, had almost drained the spiritual energy stored in her meridians.

At this moment, her breath was weak, and her steps were even a little unsteady; she was supported entirely by a tenacious will.

Biyao's situation is slightly better, but the damage is still enormous.

The crimson blood on the heartbreak flower has faded, and the petals look somewhat withered.

She glanced worriedly at Su Han and Lu Xueqi from time to time, holding several healing pills that emitted a soft glow in her hand, but she couldn't stop taking them for the time being because she was eager to get away from the danger.

Su Han walked at the front, his Qingming sword lowered, but his sharp eyes scanned the front and left and right.

He had also depleted nearly half of his spiritual energy, but the shock brought by the Netherworld Token and the lingering doubt kept him highly focused.

The token held tightly in his hand still had a warm touch, as if it were alive and slightly warm.

This token, obtained from an unnamed cave and originally thought to be a token of the Netherworld, has today displayed such incredible power.

It not only intimidated the terrifying demonic figure, but also caused it to kneel and submit.

This is something that ordinary communication devices could not do.

What is the relationship between the Netherworld Path and the demon suppressed in Liubo Mountain?

Are they the oppressors?
Or... a more complex, more unsettling relationship?
Su Han dared not think too deeply and could only suppress his surprise and doubt for the time being. The most urgent task was to find a relatively safe place for Lu Xueqi and Biyao to recover their spiritual power.

The three remained silent the entire way, their only sounds being their hurried footsteps and slightly heavy breathing.

The surrounding scenery slowly changed, and the bizarre palace ruins gradually thinned out, replaced by patches of twisted, scorched earth.

As if it had been burned by unimaginable flames, some vitrified crystals could even be seen on the ground, reflecting an eerie luster in the dim light.

The air still carried an aura of heat and destruction, quite different from the eerie demonic atmosphere of the square earlier.

"It seems like a major battle has taken place here."

Biyao said in a low voice, glancing around warily.

On the scorched earth, one can occasionally see some huge, inhuman skeletal fossils, half-buried in the dark soil, with strange shapes that reveal antiquity and foreboding.

Su Han nodded, her gaze fixed ahead.

At the end of the scorched earth, a forest of broken stone pillars appeared.

These stone pillars soar into the clouds, and even though most of them have broken and collapsed, the remaining parts still appear incredibly magnificent.

The stone pillars are carved with intricate patterns, but most of them have been worn away by time and damage, and only some stars, cloud patterns and the outlines of indescribable giant beasts can be vaguely seen.

"Let's go check out the Stone Forest area; maybe we can find a place to stay temporarily."

Su Han suggested.

Lu Xueqi and Biyao had no objections.

Currently, that stone forest appears to be the only place in the vicinity that could provide shelter.

The three quickened their pace and stepped into the stone pillar forest. As soon as they entered the stone forest, they felt a strange sense of oppression.

These enormous stone pillars stand in a way that seems chaotic yet subtly contains a certain pattern, like a natural maze.

The light grew dimmer, and the air was filled with the smell of dust and ancient stones.

"Be careful, the arrangement of these stone pillars is rather strange."

Su Han reminded him, and he slowed down, extending his divine sense cautiously to perceive his surroundings.

His divine sense seemed to be suppressed to some extent in this place, unable to reach far, and could only vaguely sense a range of several dozen feet nearby.

The three carefully made their way through the stone forest, searching for a suitable place to meditate.

Finally, after rounding a particularly thick stone pillar with a huge crack in the middle, they discovered a small depression.

The triangular space, naturally formed by several overturned and overlapping stone pillars, has a narrow entrance but is just large enough for three people to hide inside. It is relatively secluded and easy to defend.

"Just here."

Su Han carefully surveyed the surroundings and confirmed that there was no sign of danger for the time being.

Lu Xueqi and Biyao both breathed a sigh of relief.

The continuous experiences and escapes left them physically and mentally exhausted.

The three filed into the makeshift hideout.

Biyao immediately took out an array plate and several small array flags from her storage artifact.

She skillfully arranged the array flags in several corners of the recessed area, then placed the array plate in the center and infused it with a spiritual incantation.

A faint, almost invisible transparent light curtain rose up, sealing the entrance and isolating the air and sound inside.

"A small illusion array combined with a simple array to isolate aura, hopefully it will be of some use."

Biyao explained, her face growing even paler from the action.

"Thank you, Miss Biyao."

Su Han nodded his thanks, then looked at Lu Xueqi and asked, "Junior Sister Lu, how are your injuries?"

Lu Xueqi sat down cross-legged, gently shook her head, and said in a weak voice, "My spiritual energy is overdrawn, and I need to recover as soon as possible."

She said no more, closed her beautiful eyes, placed her hands in a mudra on her knees, held the Tianya Divine Sword horizontally in front of her, and began to circulate the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

However, the spiritual energy within the Liubo Mountain ruins is extremely thin and mixed with various violent and evil auras, making direct absorption and refinement extremely inefficient and risky.

Seeing this, Su Han took out a jade bottle from his storage bag and poured out two pills the size of longan fruits, which emitted a refreshing fragrance.

"This is the 'Spirit Nourishing Pill,' which has a remarkable effect on restoring spiritual power. Junior Sister Lu, Biyao, you should take it quickly."

He handed over the pill.

Biyao's eyes lit up, and without any hesitation, she took the pill and swallowed it. She immediately felt a gentle and pure medicinal power dissipate, nourishing her parched meridians.

"Thank you, Su Han."

Lu Xueqi opened her eyes and hesitated slightly when she saw the pill Su Han handed her.

She has always been aloof and dislikes owing favors to others, especially men.

But given the critical situation, and knowing this was not the time for sentimentality, she softly said, "Thank you."

She took the pill and swallowed it. The pure medicinal power spread, and a trace of color finally returned to her pale face.

Su Han also took a pill, then stood guard near the entrance, refining its medicinal power while vigilantly watching the area outside the illusion array. (End of Chapter)