Yang Xinhu led the remaining puppets to the top of the canyon, coldly watching Lin Jinglong and the others surrounded by red light.

"That damned bastard killed my son and almost ruined Old Master Lin's grand plan. He deserves to die!"

He turned to look at Lin Yingyun.

His expression then shifted to a fawning one.

“Young Master, I almost made a terrible mistake this time, but the Blood Sacrifice Array was eventually activated. Please put in a good word for me with the old man. I will definitely make amends in the future.”

"That depends on the ancestor's attitude."

Lin Yingyun glanced at him with disdain.

If we're talking about dogs, Yang Xinhu is more like one; his fawning attitude is practically begging for mercy.

Yang Xinhu, of course, also saw the contempt in his eyes.

As a dignified Martial Emperor, he was first injured by Lin Jinglong, a ninth-rank cultivator, and then looked down upon by Lin Yingyun, who was also of the Lin clan bloodline. A surge of anger rose in his chest.

But they dared not show it.

He could only turn his head to look at Lin Jinglong.

"Pooh!"

Yang Xinhu spat a large mouthful of saliva into the canyon.

He withdrew his gaze with a gloomy face, cursing Lin Jinglong in his heart and wishing him to die quickly.

Lin Yingyun didn't pay much attention to that.

He looked at Lin Jinglong in the pit with the same disdain and shook his head, saying, "This blood sacrifice formation was set up by our ancestor himself. The core of the formation is our ancestor. Even a Martial Emperor would find it difficult to break."

"These thousand martial artists are doomed!"

"Yang Xinhu, you will come with me into the Holy Realm to meet the Ancestor. Whether you will have a chance to redeem yourself depends entirely on the Ancestor's will!"

"yes!"

Yang Xinhu sighed.

He dispersed his puppet army, scattering them around the area, and followed Lin Yingyun away from the place.

Their target was a cave located on the mountainside of Lianyun Peak.

Only by passing through that cave can one truly enter the sacred realm; the spiritual vein in the canyon below is nothing but a deception.

In the canyon.

Dozens of martial artists were already on the verge of death.

They were all close to the barrier when they were injured by the blood-red light.

This resulted in severe injuries and left the patient near death!

The crowd gathered around Lin Jinglong, looking at him with fear on their faces.

"Master Lin, this seems to be a secret technique of the Lin family!"

Do you have a way to crack it?

"Within this great formation, our life force is being rapidly drained. Although there are thousands of us, we will be completely drained in less than an hour!"

"You're also a member of the Lin family, you should take responsibility!"

Someone let out a terrified scream.

Lin Jinglong glanced at the man.

"You want me to take responsibility? Then you might as well stay here and wait to die!"

The person immediately fell silent.

Everyone stared expectantly at Lin Jinglong.

Black Moon transmitted his voice, "What should we do now? Is there any way to break the blood sacrifice formation?"

Lin Jinglong shook his head.

This grand formation was unlike any other grand formation he had ever seen before. The lower the level of the grand formation, the more carefully it needed to be set up.

The higher the level of the formation, the simpler it is!

Just like this Blood Sacrifice Array, based on the unique function of the Lin Clan's secret technique, this array is essentially equivalent to a Lin Clan martial artist with pure bloodline mobilizing the Bloodline Resonance Method to draw blood and vitality from them.

Even Lin Jinglong couldn't resist this kind of absorption.

"If I'm not mistaken, the one behind this grand formation who is draining our life force is very likely the first ancestor of the Lin clan!"

"Lin Ruchu?"

The crowd held their breath.

As the founder of the five great imperial bloodline clans, Lin Ruchu was already a top-tier expert who was famous throughout the region a thousand years ago. If he is the one controlling the formation behind it.

Does that mean everyone is really left with only one path: to wait for death?

"We only have an hour left. We're doomed, so let's just stay here and wait to die."

Lin Jinglong's words filled them with despair.

But after pondering for a moment, Lin Jinglong shook his head again.

"There's no need to worry too much. Lin Ruchu is a Celestial Martial Emperor, but he doesn't show himself on his own. Instead, he uses this method to trap us together before casting the Blood Sacrifice Array."

"This means he is very likely trapped somewhere!"

"He has even gradually become weak, and only in this way can he replenish his strength!"

Lin Jinglong reiterated his conjecture.

If Lin Ruchu wanted to attack them directly, none of them would have time to resist, but she insisted on using this blood sacrifice formation to indirectly attack them.

Then there's only one possibility.

Lin Ruchu is trapped!

"Then he must be in the Holy Realm!"

Lin Jinglong couldn't help but feel puzzled.

What exactly is within that sacred territory of the Southern Frontier?

Even the Celestial Martial Emperor was trapped!

Someone nearby said lazily, "Master Lin, even if the Lin family patriarch is trapped, what does it have to do with us?"

"We're truly trapped here now!"

"Don't overthink it, just wait to die."

The crowd looked on in despair.

But Lin Jinglong just smiled slightly.

"There are two ways to break the formation, and both of these methods will require everyone present to pay a certain price. You can discuss and choose the method you like best."

"Do you have a way to break the formation?"

A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

"Mr. Lin, which two methods are you referring to?"

at the same time.

It is located within the Sacred Cave.

A desolate and dilapidated palace complex.

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