Covering the sky: I have the body of the sky, and I have inherited the ten evil methods

Chapter 128 There is hope as long as you live!

Xiao Chen looked in the direction she was pointing and saw that the floating island was surrounded by densely packed runes that shimmered with an eerie light.

"It's the sealing formation of the Annihilation Cult!" The Holy Maiden of Yaochi's expression changed. "They really did set up an ambush here!"

"Damn it!" Xiao Chen cursed under his breath.

He knew very well how terrifying the power would be once these sealing formations were activated.

Forcing a breakthrough would be tantamount to courting death.

"Can you break these formations?" Xiao Chen asked eagerly.

Lin Yuze carefully examined the runes, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"These formations are far more complex than I anticipated! Give me some time."

Just then, the ferry was less than a hundred feet away from the island.

Suddenly, the sealing formations seemed to be activated, bursting out with dazzling light.

Countless black chains, like venomous snakes, rose from the seabed, carrying a chilling aura, and coiled fiercely around the ferry.

The ferry groaned under the strain, its hull rocking violently as if it might fall apart at any moment.

"Oh no! The formation has been activated!" the Holy Maiden of Yaochi exclaimed.

"Damn it! Think of something!" Xiao Chen roared, trying to break free from the chains.

However, these chains, like maggots clinging to a bone, clung tightly to the ferry, making it impossible to break free.

"let me!"

came a weak voice.

Lu Chenzhou, dragging his heavily injured body, slowly stood up.

His face was as pale as paper, and there was still blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained firm.

"Lu Chenzhou!" Xiao Chen exclaimed in shock, "You..."

“I’m familiar with this kind of formation,” Lu Chenzhou interrupted him, his voice hoarse and low. “Give me a sword.”

Without hesitation, Xiao Chen handed over the broken sword in his hand.

Lu Chenzhou took the broken sword, took a deep breath, and slowly raised it.

His gaze was as cold as ice, fixed intently on the chains wrapped around the ferry.

"Senior Lu, no!" Su Wan'er exclaimed, trying to stop him.

But it's too late.

Lu Chenzhou suddenly swung his broken sword, and a sharp sword aura slashed fiercely at a chain.

Click!

The chain broke with a sound.

However, his actions also triggered a backlash from the formation.

The broken chains suddenly burst forth with a blinding light, like countless sharp swords, piercing fiercely towards Lu Chenzhou.

"Lu Chenzhou!" Xiao Chen roared, trying to rush forward.

"Don't come any closer!" The Holy Maiden of Yaochi grabbed him. "Don't be impulsive! Otherwise, we'll all die here!"

Just then, Lu Chenzhou's voice came from within the blinding light, weak yet firm.

"Don't worry about me... let's go...!"

The next moment, Lu Chenzhou's figure completely disappeared into that light.

Only his last words echoed in the air.

"Remember, as long as you're alive, there's hope..."

On the ferry, everyone was stunned, as if they had been frozen in place, unable to move.

Xiao Chen clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, and blood slowly flowed down.

“Let’s go,” he said in a deep, hoarse voice, but with an undeniable determination.

“Those sealing chains… seem to have loosened a bit,” Su Wan’er suddenly said softly, breaking the suffocating silence.

Following her gaze, everyone noticed that the chains binding the ferry boats seemed to have loosened somewhat.

“It was him!” the Holy Maiden of Yaochi said softly, her tone filled with admiration. “Lu Chenzhou sacrificed himself to buy us an opportunity.”

Xiao Chen didn't speak, but silently steered the ferry closer to the island.

Finally, the ferry bumped and stumbled against the rocks at the edge of the island.

Xiao Chen jumped down first, and an ancient and strange aura rushed towards him, making him shiver involuntarily.

The altar in the center of the island soars into the clouds, and is made entirely of unidentified black rocks.

The main body of the Chaos Pearl floated quietly at the top of the altar, emitting a soft, milky-white halo, which contrasted sharply with the coldness of the altar.

The hypocritical face of the Venerable Wuxiang reappeared.

The black-robed figure behind him, like a silent grim reaper, exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

Those icy eyes, like poisoned blades, seemed to want to tear Xiao Chen to pieces.

"You have lived up to expectations..." The black-robed man's voice was hoarse, "You have come here with a fragment of the Chaos Pearl. Now, all that is needed is a drop of your blood to complete the final ritual."

"A drop of blood?" Xiao Chen sneered, trying to hide his inner unease.

He could sense that this man in black robes was no ordinary person; the chilling energy fluctuations he exuded were even more terrifying than those of a half-step master from the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

The man in black robes seemed to have heard a huge joke; his laughter was sharp and piercing, like the mournful howl of an owl in a graveyard.

“I am the successor of the Annihilation Cult, and reshaping the world is my mission! And you... are merely a pawn in this game.”

"Their target is the Chaos Pearl!" Yaochi Saintess's voice was very soft.

"We can't let them succeed!"

Xiao Chen's gaze sharpened; he knew now was not the time to hesitate.

He activated the power of his "source blood" in an attempt to destroy the runes on the altar.

However, the man in black robes seemed to have anticipated his actions. With a wave of his hand, a pitch-black energy barrier instantly materialized, blocking all of Xiao Chen's attacks.

"It's no use. All your struggles are in vain." The black-robed man's voice was full of mockery.

At the same time, Venerable Wuxiang also moved.

He formed hand seals, and the sealing array around the altar was instantly activated. Streams of dark blue light shot into the sky, forming a huge cage that trapped everyone in place.

"Damn it!" Xiao Chen cursed under his breath.

He could sense that this sealing formation was extremely powerful, and that forcibly breaking through it would probably not be something that could be done in a short time.

Just when everyone was in dire straits, Su Wan'er suddenly seemed to remember something. She hurriedly took out an ancient jade box from her bosom and carefully opened it.

"There's still a chance!" she said, her voice trembling.

Inside the jade box lay a fragment emitting a faint light, which was another part of the Chaos Pearl.

“The family records state that there is a special resonance between the fragments of the Chaos Pearl. Perhaps this resonance can be used to interfere with the operation of the formation!” Su Wan’er explained.

She held the fragments high above her head and slowly infused them with spiritual power.

In an instant, the fragments burst forth with dazzling light, and a strange energy fluctuation spread out.

hum...

The runes on the altar seemed to be disturbed and began to tremble violently, emitting a piercing buzzing sound.

The light from the sealing array also became unstable, and tiny cracks appeared.

"Now!" Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Xiao Chen roared and gathered all his spiritual power into his right fist, striking fiercely at the nearest rune pillar.

Click!

The rune pillar shattered instantly, creating a gap in the sealing formation.

The pressure on everyone eased, and they finally got a chance to catch their breath.

"Not bad, this is interesting."

The man in black robes looked at the crumbling sealing formation, but his face showed no panic. Instead, he revealed a meaningful smile.

"But do you think these petty tricks can stop me?"

Before he finished speaking, he formed a hand seal and began chanting incantations.

The black mist around him surged wildly, condensing into a huge black blade. Countless distorted faces were wrapped around the blade, emitting chilling screams.

"Die!" the black-robed man roared, swinging his giant blade straight at Xiao Chen.

The aura of death was overwhelming, and Xiao Chen felt as if a cold hand was gripping his throat, rendering him unable to move.

"Xiao Chen, be careful!" the Holy Maiden of Yaochi exclaimed.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed in front of Xiao Chen and pushed him aside.

It's Lin Yuze!

He held a uniquely shaped shield and stood in front of Xiao Chen.

The black giant blade slammed down on the shield, producing a deafening roar.

Lin Yuze groaned, his whole body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Lin!" Xiao Chen roared, his eyes wide with fury, and was about to rush forward.

"Don't worry about me, let's go!" Lin Yuze struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted hoarsely.

Xiao Chen clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking.

He knew that now was not the time to play the hero.

Lin Yuze gave his life to buy him a chance, and he could not let his sacrifice go to waste.

He roared and charged at the man in black robes, unleashing all his spiritual power without reservation, and engaged in a fierce battle with him.

Fists and feet collided, energy exploded, and the entire space trembled.

However, Xiao Chen soon discovered that he was no match for the man in black robes.

His opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations; every move he made carried destructive power.

He could only barely parry, unable to budge his opponent in the slightest.

The man in black robes watched Xiao Chen with a mocking gaze, like a cat catching a mouse.

"You're too weak, Xiao Chen," he said with a sneer, swinging the black blade in his hand once more, carrying the aura of death, straight towards Xiao Chen's throat.

Just as Xiao Chen was struggling to hold on, being suppressed by the man in black robes to the point that he could barely lift his head.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi suddenly spoke in a weak but firm voice: "Xiao Chen, I may have found a solution, but I need your cooperation..."

Before she could finish speaking, the ancient inscription at the bottom of the altar...

Only sacrifice could seal away the chaos, a thought suddenly came into Xiao Chen's view.

sacrifice?

These two words struck him like a boulder, making him instantly understand what the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was about to do.

However, before Xiao Chen could respond, a suffocating sense of crisis suddenly descended upon him.

The black-robed man's previously mocking gaze instantly turned sharp as a knife. He turned around abruptly, and his ghostly figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The next second, he appeared out of thin air beside the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, his withered hands like iron clamps, fiercely gripping her snow-white neck.

"Well……"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi let out a painful groan, her fair cheeks instantly flushed red, and her breathing became rapid and difficult.

Xiao Chen's pupils suddenly contracted, and an uncontrollable rage erupted like a volcano.

He could sense that the life of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was rapidly slipping away.

All of this stemmed from his thirst for power and his obsession with the fragments of the Chaos Pearl.

"Let her go!"

Xiao Chen let out a deafening roar like a wounded beast, his voice hoarse and filled with killing intent.

He tried to break free from the black-robed man's control, but it was as if he were stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch.

"Otherwise, I'll make sure you don't leave here alive today!"

His voice echoed across the empty altar, carrying a resolute killing intent.

However, the man in black robes ignored him, his cold eyes filled with mockery and disdain.

"You think I can be controlled by you? How naive." His voice was hoarse and cold, every word carrying a chilling aura.

Xiao Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the black-robed man's hand gripping the neck of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

Clear finger marks had appeared on the fair neck of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi. She struggled in pain, but could not budge the man in black robes even slightly.

However, Xiao Chen forcibly suppressed the urge to rush forward and fight to the death.

"You want my blood to complete the ritual, and I can agree to that, but release her."

His voice was low; it was his only bargaining chip.

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in the black-robed man's eyes, which were hidden in the darkness.

His grip on the Holy Maiden of Yaochi loosened slightly, as if he were weighing the pros and cons.

"Oh? You're willing to cooperate?" The man in black robes spoke with a hint of mockery, seemingly not believing that Xiao Chen would compromise so easily.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, Su Wan'er's voice rang out: "Xiao Chen, the inscription at the bottom of the altar mentions that only sacrifice can seal the chaos. Perhaps we can break the ritual by sacrificing ourselves."

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head sharply to look at Su Wan'er, who was standing not far away.

Her face was pale, but her eyes were unusually firm.

She stared intently at the altar, as if she had already grasped something from it.

"Self-sacrifice..." Xiao Chen murmured to himself, his mind racing.

His gaze toward the Holy Maiden of Yaochi became complicated.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi seemed to sense Xiao Chen's hesitation.

She said softly, "If this is the only way, I'm willing to take on the responsibility."

Her eyes were clear as water, without the slightest fear or hesitation.

Xiao Chen felt as if he had been struck hard by a heavy hammer.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi is not truly heartless; she bears the responsibility of the Yaochi Holy Land and has things she must do.

Now, she is willing to sacrifice herself to save the entire cultivation world.

Xiao Chen wanted to say something, but found that his throat was blocked and he couldn't make a sound.

“Alright, I agree.” Xiao Chen raised his head, looking firmly at the man in black robes: “I can cooperate with you to complete the ritual, but you must allow me to approach the altar in person.”

"Approach the altar?" The man in black sneered, seemingly unconvinced by Xiao Chen's sincerity: "You think I'd believe you? Your approach to the altar will only ruin my plans!"

Before the words were finished, a figure, like a ghost, pounced on the man in black robes from the side.

It's Lin Yuze!

(End of this chapter)