The thousands of martial artists behind Lin Jinglong stared wide-eyed at the figure soaring into the sky.

They also saw the bloody light emanating from Lin Jinglong's hand.

A crescent moon, also crimson, shot straight into the sky!

"boom!"

The entire Lianyun Peak was shaken.

The crimson barrier covering everyone's heads had begun to falter, and countless fine cracks had even appeared.

"Can it be broken open?"

A sudden surge of hope rose in the hearts of the people below.

In reality, the reason they handed over all their treasures through various borrowing and lending methods was because they were desperate.

An hour later, they would face certain death.

But Lin Jinglong gave them a chance to live.

And now, it has been proven that he was not lying!

"Bang!"

It sounded like glass shattering.

Lin Jinglong deliberately put himself in a state of severe injury, and with the terrifying power of the Mountain Sitting Technique amplified, his slash actually shattered the blood-light barrier above his head.

"A gap has appeared!"

"Run, everyone!"

"Don't fucking push!"

"..."

When thousands of people saw the breach in the formation above them, they realized that this was their only chance to escape!

Everyone leaped into the air and rushed towards the gap.

Hei Yue, pulling Situ Xue along, rushed out first.

When the two women saw that Lin Jinglong was covered in blood, with blood still gushing from the wound on his neck, their eyes widened in shock.

"Are you...are you alright?"

Even Hei Yue, a martial artist from the Dark Guard and the Zhenwu Division, who had undergone the most rigorous training since childhood, was still taken aback when she saw Lin Jinglong in this state.

But Lin Jinglong simply took out a pill.

After taking it, the injury to his neck was easily healed, and apart from the bloodstains on his body, he looked completely uninjured.

Situ Xue and Hei Yue exchanged a glance.

Even more shocking!

Just as thousands of people were filing out of the breach and escaping.

What happened here also attracted the attention of people inside the Holy Realm, including Lin Yingyun and Yang Xinhu.

In front of the abandoned, enormous palace.

Lin Yingyun was the first to stand up. He looked at the thick blood line above his head with a look of surprise and doubt. For some reason, the blood line had become dull and lifeless.

Furthermore, it became increasingly thinner, seemingly about to disappear, and the powerful blood energy contained within it was gradually being extinguished.

Yang Xinhu's expression also changed.

"Could it be that those thousand martial artists successfully broke the formation?"

"Impossible! This is a blood sacrifice formation personally set up by the ancestor, how could it possibly fail?"

Lin Yingyun had unconditional trust in the Lin family's founding ancestor.

But the next moment, he was proven wrong!

"Lin Jinglong has successfully broken the formation. Go out... and kill him!"

Lin Ruchu's voice came from deep within the palace behind.

This Martial Emperor, who was at the Celestial Realm, sounded somewhat tired and weak, but also contained a hint of anger.

After all, it was a blood sacrifice formation that he had personally set up.

He was actually forced to break through by a ninth-level Martial Emperor through a head-on confrontation.

This incident, besides causing his plans to fail, was also a slap in the face to him.

Lin Yingyun's eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

"Lin Jinglong!"

He immediately flew into a rage.

"This guy is asking for death!"

"Since the patriarch has given the order, I absolutely cannot let him go!"

"This man must die by my hand!"

Yang Xinhu, who was standing to the side, nodded repeatedly.

He didn't care whether the blood sacrifice would succeed or not, after all, even his son's life had been taken by Lin Jinglong, and Lin Jinglong had even found a way to break the Immortal-level puppet technique.

"I told you long ago, we should have taken out Lin Jinglong first!"

Yang Xinhu acted like he was just offering hindsight advice.

Lin Yingyun rushed out with a gloomy face.

After leaving the mountainside of Lianyun Peak, he saw that there were already thousands of martial artists rushing out of the mountain near the canyon below.

Everyone has already dispersed.

"It's too late to stop it."

Lin Yingyun muttered to himself.

With so many people scattering and fleeing at the same time, it would be almost impossible to capture them all, even if Yang Xinhu mobilized all three thousand puppets.

It's impossible to stop them all!

Lin Yingyun suddenly glanced at Yang Xinhu beside him.

"Hurry up and bring all your puppets here!"

"Why were you transferred here?"

Yang Xinhu looked at him with some confusion.

Lin Yingyun lowered his eyes and said gloomily, "Although your puppet has lost its soul, doesn't it still have a body full of blood and energy?"

"you……"

Yang Xinhu suddenly realized what was happening.

Lin Yingyun's idea was to use his puppet to set up another blood sacrifice array.

Three thousand puppets were his lifeblood!

It is also the foundation upon which he established himself in southern Xinjiang!

Yang Xinhu didn't reply at all; his face was just gloomy.

Lin Yingyun didn't say much. Whether Yang Xinhu liked it or not, he had to do it according to Lin's orders!

His gaze shifted, landing on something further away.

Lin Jinglong and Hei Yue were also far away from this place.

"Enough talk, kill him first!"

Lin Yingyun said in a cold voice.

Yang Xinhu had no objection to this.

He rushed over immediately and mobilized the puppets he had set up nearby to block Lin Jinglong and the other two.

"boom!"

Lin Yingyun suddenly slashed with his knife from behind.

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