Just then, several streaks of Sword Qi flashed past, also from the Qinglian Sword Sect.

A man exclaimed loudly, "Junior Disciple Sansheng’s Sword Qi is still much faster than ours."

"It’s actually Lin Qingyun who has come. He has also arrived—it seems that something we don’t know about has happened in this relic." A well-informed person already expressed such a lament.

"I heard he is to be the next Sect Master of the Qinglian Sword Sect. Even he has to take action, could it be that there is some incredible treasure in this relic?"

"You forget there is another possibility; remember what people of the Qinglian Sword Sect are called?"

Upon hearing this, the man couldn’t help shuddering, then he remembered the Cultivation World’s assessment of the Qinglian Sword Sect—they were a group of sword lunatics.

They were famously vengeful, so another possibility was they were out for vengeance.

"Are Zhao Xue and Xiang Xinghun’s Soul Lamps still intact?" Dao Sansheng coldly started.

"The Soul Lamp is still there; the two of them should still be alive. However, it seems some mishap has occurred in the relic right now, and it’s a bit difficult to enter!" Lin Qingyun replied with furrowed brows.

"Regardless, since Feng’er passed on the message before dying, that it was the hand of the Xueyi Sect, naturally we must make them pay in blood," he declared.

After conversing with Lin Qingyun, Dao Sansheng shouted loudly, "You bastards of the Xueyi Sect, come out!"

His voice carried a special force, as if countless sharp swords were piercing into the heart, questioning the soul.

Suddenly, several figures in the crowd quickly fled outward. Dao Sansheng let out a cold laugh, Sword Qi spanned across the sky, and those people fell to the ground wailing nonstop, their arms severed by the sharp Sword Qi, blood endlessly flowing into the earth.

"Tell me where your people are now?" His frosty voice resembled the north wind in winter, howling past, chilling one’s very soul.

"This time it was Blood Hand Senior Brother who led the team; we know nothing else. He has now taken people into the relic, leaving only a few of us to keep watch," the person lying on the ground was not particularly brave and spilled everything he knew.

Dao Sansheng’s face was full of murderous intent, he looked around, hoping to find more remnants of the Xueyi Sect.

Everyone shivered with fear, dreading that the sword lunatic would go mad and start killing indiscriminately.

Fortunately, the Qinglian Sword Sect was after all a righteous sect and would not slaughter Loose Cultivators indiscriminately, even if Dao Sansheng’s murderous intent was strong, ultimately he did nothing.

Just then, a thick scent of blood gushed out from the relic.

"The Xueyi Sect!" Looking at the surging blood qi, Dao Sansheng immediately thought of the Xueyi Sect, since using the power of blood qi was a hallmark of this sect.

"Something’s not right, it should not be the Xueyi Sect, this blood qi is somewhat abnormal. Stay vigilant, the Qionghua Sect once wanted to ascend as a whole faction; for all we know, they might have left something behind," Lin Qingyun said very steadily.

As several of them talked, the blood qi instantly expanded, and the surrounding landscape shifted. Only then did they realize that they had somehow already entered the interior of the relic.

As soon as they entered, someone knelt on the ground and began vomiting, simply because the sight before them was too horrifying.

Some of them had visited the relic before, and although it was eerie back then, it was not as gruesome as it was now.

Everywhere were heaps of mangled corpses, as if they had been savaged by some creature, looking particularly ferocious.

Blood collected into rivers, flowing across this land. Clearly, there weren’t that many dead people, but the blood seemed endlessly flowing.

Of course, the most eye-catching were the nine stone pillars standing on the earth, which, nourished by the blood, seemed as if the dragon beasts carved upon them had come to life, chilling those who dared glance at them.

"What is this?" The people of the Qinglian Sword Sect were stunned, such a large-scale formation, such a terrifying sight, was something they had never heard of.

However, this also indicated that the mutation within the ruins had nothing to do with the Xueyi Sect, as being rivals, they naturally understood each other’s methods well.

"We’re in trouble now!" Lin Qingyun muttered to himself.

Since the person behind the scenes dared to let them in, it also meant he had enough confidence to deal with them, which was undoubtedly very bad news.

Dao Sansheng’s face was stern, he was belligerent but not foolish; whatever Lin Qingyun could think of, he could as well.

Drawing out the Treasured Sword, a sharp Sword Qi shot directly towards the stone pillars, for anyone could guess that these nine dragon-carved stone pillars were the key to the formation.

However, the incomparably sharp Sword Qi struck the stone pillars and did not even leave a mark, clearly indicating the extraordinary material of these nine pillars.

Dao Sansheng’s move seemed to have triggered the formation, the runes on the nine dragon pillars flashed in sequence, and a massive pressure descended from the sky. Many people let out a muffled groan, starting to spew fresh blood.

Feeling the pressure bearing down on him, Lin Qingyun said gravely, "What a powerful formation, it must be an ancient grand array that has been lost. This Nine-Headed Dragon Beast seems to be quite significant, Junior Brother Xiao, do you recognize it?"

One of the slender men chuckled bitterly, "This formation is too complicated, it will take some time to understand it, and it’s unknown if the person behind the scenes is willing to give us that time."

The Mysterious Person naturally did not want to let dreams stretch long into the night; he had waited too long for this day. Memories of his past flooded his mind, and this man, who caused the deaths of countless others, was now filled with tears.

"Brothers, I will definitely be able to resurrect you," he said through clenched teeth, for this had become his only obsession.

Fingers fluttering, he formed a special hand seal, and the formation outside immediately underwent a new change.

The nine stone pillars emitted a blood-red glow that gathered in the space and transformed into a giant Blood Cocoon.

The moment this Blood Cocoon appeared, the nine dragon beasts, as if they had come to life, seemed to lower their heads.

"What in the world is this thing!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

Just then, a voice suddenly resounded in the ruins.

Bang

Bang, bang

Sounding like drum beats, yet inexplicably irritating.

"Look there!" someone shouted, pointing at the sky.

Everyone looked up, only to realize that a heart had appeared within the Blood Cocoon, and this heart was now beating. The banging sound was indeed the sound of the heart beating.

"I seem to have seen this scene somewhere before!" Junior Brother Xiao murmured to himself as he watched the spectacle unfold. He felt a sense of familiarity as if he had read about it somewhere.

The sound of the heartbeat continued, causing everyone’s irritation to intensify. Unable to endure the discomfort any longer, one person leaped up, cursing, "What damned thing, stop messing around, go to hell!"

With that, he directly charged towards the Blood Cocoon in the air.