After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

Sikong Jian's gaze swept over the crowd, landing on the chaotic battlefield and the lingering murderous aura, his expression shifting slightly.

He didn't expect to encounter such a scene right away.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Lin Chu slowly stood up.

Lin Che was beside him, one hand on the hilt of the knife.

The two brothers exchanged a glance, and Lin Chu took the initiative to step forward and cup his hands in greeting.

"Fellow Daoists."

"Something has changed on this floor."

"If you two intend to continue upwards, you'd better be more careful."

Ye Chen was clearly taken aback.

He looked at Lin Chu, then turned to look at Sikong Jian, his eyes almost overflowing with doubt.

That expression clearly said: No, didn't you say it was an opponent? How come it seems like I don't even know you?

Sikong Jian's expression stiffened slightly.

I've been chasing this relentlessly, risking my life.

As it turned out, the other person didn't even know who they were.

Unfortunately, this is something that's hard to explain; the more you explain, the more embarrassing it becomes.

He could only stand there coldly, forcing a calm expression on his face.

Lin Chu took in the expressions of the two people, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

These two are acting strangely.

Ye Chen didn't seem to expect Sikong Jian to answer. He turned his head and cupped his hands towards Lin Chu with a grin.

"I hope you can enlighten me, fellow Daoist. What have you encountered?"

Lin Chu pondered for a moment, but did not hide anything.

Firstly, this matter should not be kept secret in the first place. Secondly, if the Soul Devouring Clan really causes trouble on the Emperor's Road, having a few more combatants is always a good thing.

"In a secret realm ahead, we encountered some mysterious men in black robes."

"His strength is considerable, and his methods are wicked."

"Suspected to be a member of the Soul-Eating Clan."

"The Soul Devourer Clan?"

Ye Chen repeated it blankly, scratching the back of his head, "What is that thing?"

Sikong Jian's pupils contracted slightly.

Is this really true?

Lin Chu nodded.

Sikong Jian's face darkened completely.

Of course he knew about the Soul Devourer Clan.

Ye Chen looked at this and that, and seeing that Sikong's expression was extremely solemn, he couldn't help but frown.

"Hey, Brother Sikong, what exactly is this Soul Devouring Clan? Tell me!"

Sikong Jian didn't explain, he just stared at Lin Chu.

Ye Chen's brows furrowed even deeper.

This Holy Son of Taixu has such a big air about him; he clearly looks down on me.

"This is no joke."

Sikong Jian's tone was unusually serious.

Lin Che was already suppressing his anger, and upon hearing this, he immediately stepped forward with his sword drawn.

"Do we look like we're joking?"

Qi Yan was seriously injured, and most of his followers died.

Can you say they're joking?

Sikong Jian glanced at the lingering black aura on Lin Che's body and said nothing more.

Seeing this, Lin Chu gently raised her hand to Lin Che, signaling him not to rush.

He then looked at Sikong Jian.

"My name is Lin Chu."

"May I ask your name, fellow traveler?"

Sikong Jian's lips twitched, but he ultimately spoke with a cold face.

"Sikong Jian".

Lin Chu's eyebrows twitched slightly.

He felt like he'd heard that name somewhere before.

Lin Che's expression changed slightly.

"Sikong Jian?"

He took a closer look at the cold-faced young man.

Sikong Jian, the Holy Son of the Taixu Dao Sect.

At the peak of True Immortal, he had long ago comprehended the Dao of Transformation Sword.

This person holds an extremely high position among the younger generation in the Taixu Spirit Realm.

Lin Che had heard many elders in his clan mention that this boy had great fortune and was very likely to inherit the Taixu Dao Sect in the future.

I never expected to run into him here.

Only then did Ye Chen shift his attention away from the Soul Devouring Clan.

As if he had just thought of something, his eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at Lin Chu, his voice rising a notch.

"You're Lin Chu?!"

Lin Chu nodded.

Ye Chen's expression became incredibly interesting.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Sikong Jian.

Sikong Jian's lips twitched.

Ye Chen flashed a bright smile and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Ye Chen! He's from the Primordial Spirit Realm!"

"I have long admired Brother Lin's name, and meeting you today, I can confirm that it is indeed well-deserved."

Lin Chu looked at his smiling face.

He was genuinely smiling, but his eyes were so lively that it left a lingering, indescribable feeling.

They were just like a type of people I had seen on Earth.

They appear enthusiastic on the surface, but they're secretly calculating their own agendas.

And this name, this appearance... I have a sense of déjà vu!

But you can't hit someone who's smiling at you.

Lin Chu also cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"Brother Ye, you're too kind."

The Primordial Spirit Realm.

He and Jian Li are from the same realm.

I just don't know if Ye Chen knows Jian Li.

I suppose we should know each other.

After all, Jian Li's reputation is quite considerable now.

At that moment, a barely perceptible sound transmission entered his ear.

"Third brother, this Sikong Jian is the current Holy Son of the Taixu Dao Sect, the most powerful force in the Taixu Spirit Realm. Keep an eye on him."

Lin Chu lowered her eyes.

That's quite a powerful identity.

He just couldn't quite understand it.

He had never met this Sikong Jian before, yet the way this man looked at him was very strange.

Lin Chu couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it.

He looked up and looked at Sikong Jian and Ye Chen again.

"Fellow Daoists."

"How about we talk in private?"

Ye Chen glanced around, then looked at the lingering black mist and traces of battle on the ground, and nodded seriously.

"Let's go, let's go."

Sikong Jian hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Lin Chu turned to the side and glanced at Qi Jun.

Qi Jun understood, and Qi Yan weakly raised his hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Chu and the others.

"Second Master, Third Master, take care."

"Go ahead." Lin Che nodded.

Without further delay, Qi Jun carried Qi Yan on his back and sped towards the teleportation array.

The two brothers quickly disappeared into the array of light.

Lin Chu withdrew his gaze and led the group toward a relatively flat open space beside the altar.

Sikong Jian and Ye Chen followed behind.

Lin Che lagged half a step behind, glancing at Sikong Jian out of the corner of his eye, his expression anything but friendly.

He didn't know why, but he just didn't like the sight of this holy son.

Perhaps it was because the Lin family and the Taixu Dao Sect had some old grudges.

Perhaps it's just that seeing the other person's cold face makes me uncomfortable.

Once everyone was in place, Lin Chu didn't beat around the bush.

"Fellow Daoist Sikong, Fellow Daoist Ye."

"So, are you continuing upwards, or turning back the way you came?"

Sikong Jian had regained his composure.

He glanced at the battle-ravaged ground in the distance and said calmly, "Naturally, we continue upwards."

As he said this, he glanced at Lin Chu.

The corners of his lips curved up almost imperceptibly.

I've been chasing for so long, and I've finally caught up.

If we turn back now, what will all this journey have been for?

No.

The real contest begins now.

Ye Chen nodded: "Of course I'll go up too."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chu pondered for a moment.

"In that case, why don't we travel together?"

"If the Soul Devourer Clan truly attacks indiscriminately, having more people is always safer."

Ye Chen glanced down at the remaining black energy on the ground, and then thought of Qi Yan's injuries, his eyelids twitched.

Although he didn't know what the Soul Devouring Clan was, the battlefield didn't lie.

Lin Che is the second young master of the Lin family in Tianlan City, and together with Lin Chu and others, they've all ended up like this.

That Soul Devouring Clan is clearly not someone to be trifled with.

"Sure," Ye Chen agreed quickly. "I'd be delighted to travel with you two fellow Daoists."

After saying that, he winked at Sikong Jian.

Sikong looked at him strangely, opened his mouth, but said nothing.