It seems that things have reached a point of no return.

Ye Changxuan and the others were forced to retreat under Chu Yezhao's attack, their blood staining the ruins beneath their feet.

The harem members surged towards them like waves, one after another, tirelessly.

The whispers of the underworld ghosts, so close to everyone's ears, tormented their nerves in such a tense environment.

"No! We can't stop them at all!"

"Don't even mention how many monsters there are, we wouldn't stand a chance against Chu Yezhao alone!"

Xie Shuci, riding his flying sword, was covered in cold sweat, and his face grew increasingly pale.

The king pounced on a malevolent spirit, bit off its head, and then guarded Xie Shuci again, leaving several bloody wounds on his body.

"I'm activating the Dragon-Subduing Artifact, everyone take cover for now!" Xie Shuci shouted towards the front.

"Don't waste any more spiritual energy, there's nowhere left to escape."

Ye Changxuan got up from the ground, her once proud face now bearing a wound that ran across the entire bridge of her nose. Blood dripped down her thin chin, and her swaying figure evoked pity.

Xie Shuci gritted her teeth, looking at the tragic scene around her, tears welling up in her eyes.

Chu Wenfeng's old wounds had not yet healed, and after fighting Chu Yezhao twice, he was already bleeding from his head.

Xie Shuci wasn't much better off; his excessive use of spiritual power had left him with no strength left to even move.

They can't hold out for long; everyone will die here.

“Book of words”.

Amidst the roars and wails, Xie Shuci heard a gentle voice.

As the voice reached his ears, he felt as if he were enveloped by water, his tense nerves instantly relaxed, his limbs went limp, and he fell backward.

Xie An caught him in time and helped him sit down.

"Who is it..." Xie Shuci moved her dry lips and looked up.

Chu Guiyi radiated a soft, aquamarine light, making her seem like she came from another dimension compared to the surrounding smoky ruins.

The gentle spiritual energy, like flowing water, nourished everyone's weary body.

Perhaps sensing Xie Shuci's gaze, he turned around and gave a gentle smile, as if bidding farewell to Xie Shuci. He nodded slightly and said, "I'm taking my leave."

Xie Shuci shuddered. He had no strength left in his body. He wanted to stand up and speak, but he could only slump in Xie An's arms in vain.

Seeing the flowing light around Chu Guiyi, Xie Shuci burst into tears.

That flowing power didn't belong to Chu Guiyi; it was borrowed from the Water God...

He offered his body...to the water god...

The others also noticed Chu Guiyi's unusual behavior, and their shocked gazes were focused on him.

Seeing this, Chu Wenfeng's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down his face. He looked at Chu Guiyi and murmured, "Senior Brother..."

Chu Guiyi walked slowly to Chu Wenfeng, bent down slightly, and picked up the flying bird nine-section whip that had fallen to the ground.

He looked at the whip in his hand as if he were seeing a long-lost friend, his expression tender and affectionate.

Chu Wenfeng watched his retreating figure. His senior brother seemed to have returned to his former self, like an immortal, illuminating all the darkness around him.

A light blue glow flowed around him, reflecting off the wall and creating a shimmering effect.

Everyone seemed to realize what he had done, and they all lowered their heads with red eyes.

In order to save them and to get them out of the Immortal's Tomb, Chu Guiyi offered her body to the evil spirit of the Banxia clan.

With the power of the evil spirit, we can eliminate Chu Yezhao, this wicked fiend!

He held the nine-section flying bird whip in his palm, its body flowing with dazzling colors. As if knowing that he had returned to his master's side once again, the whip made a soft crackling sound, announcing its excitement.

Xie Shuci watched this scene from afar, his vision already blurred by tears.

How unparalleled Chu Guiyi must have been in the past...

Xie Shuci, however, did not want to see this at all.

Upon sensing the spiritual energy emanating from Chu Guiyi, Chu Yezhao ceased his attacks on the others and turned towards Chu Guiyi in an extremely strange posture.

"Senior, please forgive me." Chu Guiyi bowed.

The next moment, Chu Yezhao swung his Green Dragon Crescent Blade and slashed at Chu Guiyi.

Chu Guiyi nimbly dodged, and his nine-section whip stirred up dust in the air, like a giant silver python meeting Chu Yezhao.

Chu Yezhao was taken into the air by Chu Guiyi to fight, and the others finally got a chance to catch their breath and deal with Yin Fu, who was becoming more and more courageous despite setbacks.

Xie Shuci stared blankly at Chu Guiyi's leaping figure in mid-air.

Using the power of the Water God, Chu Guiyi quickly overpowered Chu Yezhao, who was forced to retreat. Undeterred by fatigue or pain, Chu Yezhao swung his Spring and Autumn Greatsword at Chu Guiyi.

However, the azure spiritual energy on Chu Guiyi's body blocked the fierce attack, preventing him from harming the body that could be used by him immediately in the slightest.

Under such a powerful attack, Chu Yezhao's wrist was pierced by Chu Guiyi's whip, and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade fell from the sky, embedding itself deeply into a crevice in the rocks on the ground.

Taking advantage of Chu Yezhao's momentary daze, Chu Guiyi lashed out with his long whip, piercing straight through Chu Yezhao's chest.

Chu Yezhao froze in mid-air, but this didn't affect him much. He gripped the whip in his large hand and swung it forward with force, sending Chu Guiyi flying.

Chu Guiyi planted the whip into the stone wall to steady himself. Then, using his right foot to push off the wall, he returned to Chu Yezhao's side. Just as Chu Yezhao was about to draw his crescent blade, Chu Guiyi used the whip to wrap around his right foot and forcefully threw him into the air. The whip stretched continuously in the air until it wrapped around Chu Yezhao's neck. Then, he firmly nailed the handle into the stone wall, and the whip instantly snapped Chu Yezhao's neck, leaving him hanging in the air.

Chu Yezhao's body continued to struggle in mid-air. His broken neck was repaired and then broke again, repeating this process over and over. No matter how much strength he had, he could not budge the Flying Bird Nine-Section Whip even a fraction.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a divine artifact!

Compared to the Flying Bird Nine-Section Whip in Chu Wenfeng's hands, these are indeed two completely different weapons.

Chu Guiyi stood on a ball of blue spiritual energy, looking down at the endless stream of Yin Huns in the ruins. His hands formed a seal in front of his chest, gradually gathering a massive ball of spiritual energy, which he then forcefully dispersed. A wave of azure light swept across the entire ruins. The Yin Huns that came into contact with the light wave seemed to have encountered their natural nemesis, screaming and surging outwards. The Yin Huns on the ground, oblivious to pain and fear, were instantly frozen in place by this wave of light.

All the fighting stopped at that moment.

Chu Guiyi gradually landed on the ground, her body glowing with a faint, watery blue light, as if she had overexerted herself.

"Senior Brother..." Chu Wenfeng stood up from the ground in a daze.

Xie Shuci crawled out of Xie An's arms using both hands and feet and moved closer to Chu Guiyi.

Chu Guiyi smiled at the two of them, but her legs gave way when she landed, and she collapsed into the ruins.

Chu Wenfeng rushed forward and caught his body, crying helplessly, "Senior brother...why...why did you do this...we were so close to getting the Qiankun Mirror...so close..."

The Water God withdrew his power, and Chu Guiyi's Spirit Gathering Pill was also completely depleted.

He opened his trembling lips and whispered in Chu Wenfeng's ear, "The sword, give me the sword..."

Chu Guiyi agreed to the water god's conditions. In return, the water god lent him power to defeat Chu Yezhao, and Chu Guiyi's body would be taken by the water god...

An unfamiliar aura was continuously pouring into his body, and past memories flashed before his eyes one by one. Chu Guiyi had no choice but to grit his teeth and resist this force that almost tore him apart from his body.

Chu Wenfeng, unaware of Xie Shuci's meaning, turned around with tears streaming down his face and said, "Sword! Bring me the sword! Senior brother wants the sword!"

Xie Shuci was stunned for a moment, then immediately channeled his spiritual power to summon the flying sword before him, "Guiyi, the sword is here..."

Xie Shuci placed the sword into Chu Guiyi's palm. Chu Guiyi used all her strength to grip the hilt, while gently squeezing Xie Shuci's wrist.

"What do you want to do?"

In the void, a gentle voice rang out once more.

Chu Guiyi chuckled silently, "I'm sorry, Guiyi broke her promise."

The next moment, Chu Guiyi raised the long sword in his hand high and brought it down heavily, piercing his own heart.

In that instant, Xie Shuci's heart tightened, as if he were drowning. The surrounding noise gradually faded away, and the blood gushing from Chu Guiyi's chest soaked Xie Shuci's hands. The warm liquid flowed through his fingertips and dripped onto the rocks.

"Senior brother!"

"The desire to return home..."

"Young Master Chu!"

Chu Wenfeng's desperate cries echoed through the ruins.

But Chu Guiyi stared at a certain spot in the void and suddenly laughed.

—Thank you for your strength. I deceived you. I never intended to give my body to you.

The unfamiliar aura stopped entering his body. Chu Guiyi's lifespan was almost over, and even if he successfully possessed the body, it would be useless to him.

Chu Guiyi closed her eyes, feeling the loss of life, and heard Chu Wenfeng's sobs and Xie Shuci's helpless cries.

Why bother? Your soul still can't leave this place.

—At least, my hands won't be stained with the blood of innocent people.

--you……

Perhaps, to the water god, those human descendants were not innocent.

"I have a Soul-Returning Pill... Will the Soul-Returning Pill work?" Xie Shuci's voice trembled uncontrollably. Even though he felt he had seen life and death many times, he still found it hard to bear seeing someone he knew lose their life in front of him.

Chu Wenfeng held Chu Guiyi tightly, then shook his head violently upon hearing this, tears dripping onto the back of Chu Guiyi's hand. He gritted his teeth and said, "No need, Senior Brother... he just doesn't want the evil spirit to be born... Once the evil spirit is born... the cultivation world will likely face a catastrophe..."

As he was speaking, Chu Wenfeng suddenly stopped, looking at the scene behind Xie Shuci with a look of astonishment.

Xie Shuci was taken aback and turned around involuntarily.

Behind him, a strange red spiritual energy surged from all directions, waking up the frozen Yin Fu one by one.

They let out a strange cry and pounced on the group.

The crowd, who thought they had survived a calamity and had relaxed their tense nerves, slumped to the ground. Now, seeing countless ghostly men returning, they no longer had the strength to stand up and could only wait for death with despair in their eyes.

"The Qiankun Mirror! The Qiankun Mirror can save us! Senior Brother... Senior Brother can also come back to life!" Chu Wenfeng suddenly said.

"The Qiankun Mirror..." Xie Shuci murmured.

"Find the Qiankun Mirror...rewind time...not just Senior Brother! If we find the Qiankun Mirror within half an incense stick's time, everyone, everyone can be saved!" Chu Wenfeng grabbed Xie Shuci's hand. His injuries were too severe; at this moment, he probably didn't even have the strength to stand up. "Xie Shuci...I beg you...help me find the Qiankun Mirror, okay? Senior Brother can't die...he can't die..."

"It's over...it's completely over..."

"No one can get out—ah!"

A scream rang out as a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect was pierced through the chest by Yin Fu's palm strike.

Ye Changxuan and the others were also seriously injured and on the verge of death, but the Yin Fu, like ants, crawled densely over the rocks and over their companions' limbs, surrounding them and approaching them.

Xie Shuci looked at the disciple being dragged into the monster horde by the Yin Fu, at Ye Changxuan bleeding profusely, at the Great King whose fur was stained red, at the lifeless Chu Guiyi, and at Chu Wenfeng who had placed all his hopes on him. Tears rolled down his cheeks as the wind blew.

“The Mirror of Heaven and Earth… The Mirror of Heaven and Earth…” Xie Shuci raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face and stumbled to his feet.

Now he is the only one who has the ability to walk, and he is the only one who can get the Qiankun Mirror. With the Qiankun Mirror, they can be saved, and with the Qiankun Mirror, they can leave this place alive.

He crawled out of the ruins, looking at the Yin men surging towards him from all sides, utterly bewildered. What should he do? Where was the Qiankun Mirror? "Your Majesty!" Xie Shuci suddenly shouted!

"Awooo!" The snow-white fur of the Crimson Snow Wolf had turned crimson. Hearing Xie Shuci's call, it stopped tearing at Yin Fu, turned around, crossed the blood-soaked ruins, and leaped toward Xie Shuci's location.

"The Eastern Yin Chamber... The underground passage to the east leads to the Eastern Yin Chamber. Take me to the Eastern Yin Chamber!"

"Awooo!" The king roared to the sky.

The king turned and ran in one direction. Xie Shuci gritted his teeth and followed. His senses were numb. After exhaustion and pain, he temporarily abandoned the feeling in his body. He only knew that he could not stop. They only had half an incense stick's time. After half an incense stick's time... everything would be beyond saving!

Their path was blocked by a large group of ghost men.

The king bared its teeth fiercely forward, bent its front hooves, and allowed Xie Shuci to mount its back.

"call out!"

A streak of light flew from behind, carrying a small pebble, and viciously sliced ​​off half of Yin Fu's body, carving a path through the monster horde for the two of them.

"Go!" Chu Wenfeng's hysterical voice rang out from behind.

As Xie Shuci rode on the king's back, he couldn't help but glance back. Chu Wenfeng, holding a slingshot and leaning against a boulder, picked up stones from the ground and threw them in Xie Shuci's direction, clearing a path for them.

At the same time! On the rock behind Chu Wenfeng, crawled two ugly-looking vengeful men!

"Chu Wenfeng!" Xie Shuci's shout was deafening.

Chu Wenfeng turned around in a daze, only to be pinned down by two Yin men who pounced on him. He waved the Yin men in front of him away and held Chu Guiyi's body tightly in his arms. But then, countless Yin men pounced down from the rocks one after another, engulfing his body in the blink of an eye.

"No!!" Xie Shuci's desperate voice was torn to shreds by the wind. Tears blurred his vision. He saw Ye Changxuan struggling before being dragged into the monster horde, saw the Xiaoyao Sect disciples' swaying bodies making their last desperate resistance, saw the Hehuan Sect female disciple have her arm bitten off by the Yin Husband, saw...

His eyes searched the ruins quickly, but no matter where he looked, he couldn't find the boy in white. Even after everyone he knew was swallowed up by the monster, he still didn't see the boy in white.

Little blind man...

Where is the little blind boy?

Where did the little blind man go?

Xie Shuci's expression froze.

The king fiercely broke through the monster horde, and Xie Shuci saw those Yin men crawling frantically towards them. Xie Shuci's tears could no longer be controlled and slid down her cheeks like raindrops.

The king carried him into a passageway, but Xie Shuci didn't notice that a wisp of azure spiritual energy swept over his head, and everything around him changed accordingly.

The dark stone wall gradually transformed, and as the king stepped over the stone slabs, a series of water-like patterns appeared.

The pungent stench of decay and blood had vanished, replaced by a faint floral fragrance; the roars of the monsters with their bared fangs and claws had also disappeared, replaced by the gentle sound of flowing water.

The king was exhausted. His four legs were numb and he could not feel anything. He could not smell anything. He did not know where the Eastern Yin Chamber Xie Shuci had mentioned was. He only felt a gentle force behind him, pushing him forward and guiding him in the right direction.

Gradually, the king realized who was guiding him.

"Your Majesty, go forth and save everyone."

Water benefits all things without striving.

Even though he died at the hands of humans ten thousand years ago, and even though he became the infamous Banxia evil spirit, this water god is still incredibly gentle.

When the king broke through the illusion beneath his feet, a stone door appeared at the end of the long, dark passageway.

"Ouch!" The king cried out and put Xie Shuci down.

Xie Shuci looked at the tomb chamber in front of him. Even before getting close, he could feel the surging spiritual energy inside. Undoubtedly, this was the real Eastern Yin Chamber!

As Chu Guiyi said... seven advances, seven retreats, and seven turns back...

At that moment, the roar of the Yin Husband rang out again from the other end of the passage. Xie Shuci was startled and turned around in fear.

"Awooo!" The Crimson Snow Wolf lowered its head and nuzzled Xie Shuci's neck. With an infinitely affectionate gaze, it turned around and rushed into the passage, blocking the Yin Husband's steps toward Xie Shuci.

Xie Shuci's heart was torn to shreds and was now a bloody mess. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He was the only one who could save everyone!

Xie Shuci stepped into the East Yin Chamber, then stepped out again, and then turned back;

The king was tearing at the body of the yin husband, his tall figure blocking the middle of the passageway.

Xie Shuci stepped into the East Yin Chamber once more, then took a step back, and turned around again;

The two slugs grabbed the king's fur, causing him to cry out in pain.

Xie Shuci stepped into the East Yin Chamber once more, then took a step back, gritted his teeth, and turned around.

The woman fell to the ground at the king's feet, her head crushed and bloodied.

Xie Shuci stepped into the East Yin Chamber for the fourth time, took a step back, and heard a painful wolf howl behind him. He paused in his movement to turn around, but insisted on turning his head back.

The king's leg wound was torn open, and he swayed unsteadily, nearly falling to the ground.

Xie Shuci stepped into the East Yin Chamber for the fifth time. He took a step back and turned around.

The king's body crashed to the ground, but just as the Yin Fu was about to crawl over it and approach Xie Shuci, it immediately lunged at him fiercely. Yet its body clearly lacked even the strength to stand.

"This is the price we have to pay to obtain the Qiankun Mirror."

In the void, Xie Shuci heard a gentle man's voice.

"No one in this world can obtain the Qiankun Mirror on their own; the price of obtaining it requires the sacrifice of everyone. Some people obtain the Qiankun Mirror and save all the dead; others obtain the Qiankun Mirror and satisfy their own selfish desires. Shuci, which one are you?"

"My name is Ban Xiayin. Please tell Chu Guiyi that I like his memories very much and that he will definitely be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish."

After saying that, the voice disappeared.

Xie Shuci entered the East Yin Chamber for the sixth time, then came out and turned back.

The king's body was engulfed by the monster. It tried to stand up, but it could no longer muster any strength. It could only lift its head and look in Xie Shuci's direction. In that instant, Xie Shuci saw its moist eyes and seemed to hear it calling him "Daddy" in its childish voice, wanting to snuggle into his arms.

Xie Shuci felt excruciating pain, but dared not stop.

Every minute and second that the king has won for him must not be wasted!

Xie Shuci entered the East Yin Chamber for the seventh time. The monsters' footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer. He took a step back and felt that the monsters' breath was almost touching him. Perhaps if he turned around, he could see the monsters' distorted features.

Then, he turned around.

Then, looking at the scene behind him that had suddenly changed, Xie Shuci was stunned.

Behind him was no longer a dark and terrifying passageway crawling with ghostly men, but a room filled with light.

"Where am I...?"

Xie Shuci took a step forward blankly, his eyes meeting the scorching sunlight, which immediately stung him so much that he couldn't open them. He raised his hand to shield his eyes, and a trail of blood-red marks was left on the floor because of his presence.

In the clean and tidy room, Xie Shuci was the only dirty thing.

His body was covered in various foul-smelling liquids, and blood stained his entire body red. There wasn't a single clean spot on him.

Is this the spacetime where the Qiankun Mirror is located?

Xie Shuci looked around in confusion. Remembering what the little blind man had said, he cautiously grabbed the Fulong magic weapon in his arms, intending to hide inside it if he encountered any danger.

He took a few steps forward, and a drop of blood that had fallen from his body froze in mid-air the instant it left his body! Xie Shuci looked back and saw that the footprints he had left on the floor had gradually disappeared.

Xie Shuci was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was going on.

In this space, everything is still, except for Xie Shuci, the outsider, who can move freely.

Thinking of this, Xie Shuci breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickened his pace and searched the room. He walked through a corridor and came to the outside of a tightly closed room. Xie Shuci vaguely sensed spiritual energy surging inside. He was overjoyed. "The Qiankun Mirror is here!"

He strode forward, pushed open the door, and sure enough, saw a mirror floating in the center of the room, radiating spiritual energy.

The Qiankun Mirror is round, with a crack dividing it into a "yin" and "yang" shape. The "yin" side is framed by a white strange wood, while the "yang" side is framed by a black strange wood, with strange human faces carved on it. They seem to be struggling frantically, trying to escape from the mirror frame.

Xie Shuci walked toward the Qiankun Mirror floating in mid-air, but suddenly stopped in his tracks because he saw a figure standing in front of the window opposite.

The person had his back to Xie Shuci, and judging from his build, he should be a young man.

Xie Shuci's gaze lingered on him for a moment. Strangely, he felt that the man's figure was very familiar to him, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

But Xie Shuci didn't have time to think about that right now. He only had half an incense stick's time to get the Qiankun Mirror and leave this place as soon as possible.

Xie Shuci was unaware that the space-time he was in was frozen; no matter how long he stayed there, it was only a blink of an eye to the outside world.

Xie Shuci slowly approached the Qiankun Mirror, tentatively reaching out his hand. Just as he touched the spiritual energy near the Qiankun Mirror, a sword light flashed past, directly slicing through Xie Shuci's palm.

"Hiss..." Xie Shuci gasped, his palm was already torn open and bleeding profusely.

It seems Xie An was right; the last person to use the Qiankun Mirror did indeed set up the Hundred Killings Formation near it.

But Xie Shuci has no time to think now. Chu Guiyi and the others don't have much time left. If an incense stick's time passes, even if they can rewind other people's time, Chu Guiyi won't be able to come back to life.

Xie Shuci gritted his teeth and stretched out his hands towards the Qiankun Mirror again. This time he moved quickly, but as soon as he got close, the sword light mercilessly slashed his skin. The explosive pain made Xie Shuci whimper softly, and he reflexively pulled his hands back.

His hands were covered in blood, and the burning pain made Xie Shuci pale. The intense pain almost made him faint, but he dared not. He felt that every second he wasted was gambling with other people's lives.

He gritted his teeth and tried to breathe softly.

Hurry up! He needs to be faster!

What if something happens to the little blind boy before Chu Guiyi?

Xie Shuci, what is this little bit of pain to a real man? A short pain is better than a long one, let's get through this in one go, shall we?

Xie Shuci let out a deep breath, using the little spiritual power he had left to wrap around his body, forming a weak protective shield. It might not be very effective, but it was better than nothing.

According to Chu Guiyi, as long as he touches the Qiankun Mirror, he can return to the Immortal's Tomb, and this damned Hundred Killing Array will also disappear. Therefore, he only needs a moment!

Xie Shuci took two steps back as a running start, intending to pounce directly into the Qiankun Mirror!

"Charge!"

Xie Shuci wanted to shout to cheer himself on, but his voice was weak and trembling slightly. However, this did not affect his movements. His body shot towards the Qiankun Mirror like an arrow.

"Ah! Ah!"

The sharp sword light sliced ​​through every inch of Xie Shuci's skin, and a burning pain shot through his entire body, instantly numbing his nerves. Xie Shuci gritted his teeth, looking at the Qiankun Mirror so close to him, his fingertips a bloody mess. At this moment, he could not stop. He used the last bit of strength in his body to get closer... closer and closer... Finally, finally, he touched the cold mirror surface.

At the same time, a sword light severed the bell at his waist, and a bell stained with Xie Shuci's hot blood rolled forward and landed at the feet of the person standing by the window.

Just before Xie Shuci disappeared, the person by the window slowly turned his head, and a blurry profile appeared in his sight. Unfortunately, Xie Shuci's eyes were covered in blood, and his consciousness was blurred, so he could not see the man's appearance at all.

Xie Shuci's body vanished from the room in an instant.

The room was as peaceful as ever, but in the blink of an eye, a strong smell of blood filled the air.

The man by the window turned around, looked at the door that had been opened for no reason, and at the few drops of thick blood on the ground, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.

Looks like some idiot has found this place.

However, when his gaze fell upon the blood-stained bell at his feet, his heart suddenly felt as if it had been gripped by a hand, sending a sharp and heavy stabbing pain through him.

The man frowned, looking puzzled.

It seemed that he didn't understand the source of this stinging sensation.