"Well done!"

As he spoke, Lei Dong suddenly noticed that another figure walked out from behind the bone-faced man.

The figure resembled a monk, bald, but his appearance was fierce, lacking any hint of the Buddhist Sect's compassion.

The bone-faced man waved his hand dismissively, signaling Lei Dong to leave.

Lei Dong felt aggrieved inside, but he couldn't afford to offend the person in front of him, so he could only follow his instructions and carefully backed out.

He knew that as the Bronze Blood Gate continued to be perfected, his status was diminishing.

If things continued like this, he would inevitably be discarded one day, but having come this far, there was no turning back.

Occasionally, he entertained the thought of reporting all this truthfully to the Golden Bull Chamber of Commerce.

But what he didn't know was that if he really did that, he would be dead.

To this day, he was unaware that he had been silently cursed with the Unborn Curse.

...

After Lei Dong left, the bone-faced man looked at the bald figure, "Why are you here?"

The fierce monk had a menacing look on his face, "There's been a mishap; Yan Zhen, who disappeared more than two thousand years ago, has returned. This matter, your Lifeless Sect needs to wrap it up."

The bone-faced man's eyes immediately turned cold.

"Yan Zhen? Isn't he long dead?"

"Dead? Nonsense! Back then he already had Second Nirvana Cultivation. Who knows where he's been hiding all these years, he's completed the Dharma Nirvana Reincarnation that our Buddhist Sect men have dreamed of. Didn't you take his Nirvana Fruit back then?"

"Are you sure it's Yan Zhen?" The bone-faced man's face also turned grim.

The fierce monk nodded, "The Guang'an Temple has now listed him as the Buddha's Son. Upon first seeing him, I had a sense of familiarity, and he could perform many of Yan Zhen's divine techniques from back then. After several secret tests, I'm pretty sure, he must be Yan Zhen."

The bone-faced man was filled with killing intent.

In fact, he was not from this era. Wei Yueyi had told Xu Guang that there was a Second Nirvana master hidden behind this person, but it was actually him.

He and Yan Zhen were figures from the same era. Back then, as the Saint Heir of the Lifeless Sect, he was defeated by Yan Zhen.

Later, when Yan Zhen returned to Li Taizhou, he followed and tracked him all the way. When Yan Zhen was proving his Nirvana Fruit, he launched a surprise attack, eventually forcibly seizing Yan Zhen's Nirvana Fruit. Twenty-three years ago, when his lifespan was nearing its end, he thought of Yan Zhen's Nirvana Fruit, and unexpectedly managed to complete Nirvana with its help.

It was like reincarnating to re-cultivate, even though the price was that his cultivation was completely lost, but with his previous memories and with his body transformed by Nirvana, in just twenty years, he managed to re-cultivate to the First Grade level.

This was an incredibly terrifying cultivation speed.

If it weren't for resorting to every possible means to restore his cultivation and ultimately being hunted by Deep in the Clouds, he would probably have already restored to First Nirvana Cultivation.

He had a gloomy expression, not expecting this old acquaintance from years ago to bring him such bad news.

Yan Zhen…

He had borrowed the Nirvana Fruit to live another life, harboring an instinctual fear towards Yan Zhen, fearing that Yan Zhen might still have control over the Nirvana Fruit and could easily suppress him.

"Where is he now?"

The fierce monk showed a hint of disdain, "Just as naive as before. Now, the Qianyuan Country and the Shaking Light Sect are at war, and he actually wants to mediate? Does he really think he's an emperor above the Reverse Dao?"

The bone-faced man looked somewhat relieved, it wasn't the worst news, "You came at the right time, there's a secret cache here. Let's take the treasure and leave as soon as possible, then find a way to deal with Yan Zhen."

The fierce monk hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I came not only to tell you about Yan Zhen living a new life but also to ask for your help. In Jizhou, there's a group called Wujian, have you heard of them?"

"Wujian?" The bone-faced man frowned, feeling a vague familiarity, but he had no clear impression of what group or power this was.

"I heard it's a newly formed assassin organization. The temple sent me to convert them. Those old monks are always troubling me, sending me all the way to Jizhou to convert a non-mainstream assassin organization, really living life backwards."

The fierce monk showed no respect for the Guang'an Temple leadership, speaking casually.

The bone-faced man thought for a moment, "Then stay here for now. When the mine matters here are settled, I'll help you."

The two exchanged a few words and settled everything.

After the fierce monk left, the bone-faced man's expression immediately turned sinister.

This 'friend' from years ago had brought him such bad news, ruining his mood, and there was also a sense of fear, not only about Yan Zhen but also some other reasons.

How did the fierce monk find him?

He was naturally cunning, never trusting anyone. For the monk to find him means his hiding wasn't as perfect as he'd thought.

Under such circumstances, he had to consider if something had gone wrong, if someone in Jizhou had already noticed something.

Inevitably, he thought about Xu Guang that Lei Dong mentioned earlier...

...

At this moment, Xu Guang, under the cover of Zhuge Wuliang and others, had entered the depths of the mine, searching for hidden traps by those people.

In the depths of the mine, guided by Bai Xiaozhu and Cai, Xu Guang, fully disguised, quickly walked deeper inside.

The so-called overseas barbarians indeed looked different from most in Jizhou. They had long hair, big noses, more like an undeveloped kind of monkey.

Of course, occasionally there were some reasonably good-looking slaves.

He passed through six mines without any discoveries.

But at this moment, he suddenly sensed something unusual from an abandoned mine, so he quickly moved over.

Following his instinct, he entered the abandoned mine.

Soon, he discovered something unusual.

It was a grey-white giant rock, and he tapped left and right, observing the texture. It was a giant "Red and White" mainly in a reddish-brown hue with some white speckles.

It was obviously a common stone, but there was a faintly fishy smell emanating from it.

Xu Guang slowly raised his hand, gently pressing it on the bluestone, and immediately saw a crack opening up in the bluestone.

Behind the crack seemed to be a vast space, dark, with some blood qi faintly floating, accompanied by an overwhelming stench of blood and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

The bluestone seemed to be purposely placed there as a blockade.

Excitement rose in Xu Guang's heart; he felt he had probably found the right place.

Passing through the tunnel blocked by the bluestone.

The blood qi seemed to be animated, surging wildly toward Xu Guang's location.

A blood-red sun unconsciously appeared behind him; it wasn't hot or dazzling, merely appearing instinctively under the stored divine technique.

The grinding wheel of life and death slowly turned, and a powerful influx of life force surged wildly into Xu Guang's body.

Finally, Xu Guang saw the massive bronze gate, wrapped in countless dense, vine-like blood-colored patterns.

In this enormous cavern space, on the ground was a sticky scarlet blood pool, spreading over an area exceeding three acres, like a pond.

This blood on the ground was real; how many people had died here?

Xu Guang's face turned sour, even though he had no particular fondness for the overseas barbarians, they were still living beings, just like that, silently dying here, becoming keys for some to open a secret cache.

At this moment, he gained a deeper understanding of the Lifeless Sect, realizing it's an organization that would use any means necessary. The so-called Great Duke was merely a public façade.

These people were actually more disgusting than the barbarians of Li Taizhou.

Xu Guang moved forward with a step, appearing in front of the bronze gate as if by teleportation. The blood patterns above had reached the top, spreading rapidly.

He didn't know what was inside.

Finding this place meant today's task was accomplished, so he planned to call it a day.

But just then, the bronze gate suddenly emitted some radiance, and there came a series of grand voices.

'The Blood Sea is Endless...'

At a certain moment, as if a blessing came to his heart, the stored blood sun behind him flickered on and off…