Hearing the sound of fighting on the stone platform, Xu Xianxian ran up without thinking.

Seeing the loli trotting up, Hela stretched out her hand slightly. “…Little sister, wait a minute! There might be danger ahead!”

In this situation, it is obvious that you should wait and see for a while, familiarize yourself with the environment before moving forward, rather than rushing forward blindly. This can easily lead to your own death.

"She is young and doesn't know how to fear death."

Huige stood behind, watching the little girl running away, and couldn't help but sigh.

He recalled how when he was young and had nothing, he was still so fearless, and would go ahead regardless of the danger. But when he got older, had a family and a career, he became more hesitant and cautious about the risks.

"well..."

Hela didn't intend to follow him, so she just stood there and sighed.

Seeing such a lovely little sister falling into danger, although she wanted to help, she was helpless, after all, she could not even save herself.

"What do you know..." Hearing the words coming from behind, Xu Xianxian did not stop walking, thinking secretly in her heart: "If there were not a huge amount of resentment surrounding me from above, I would not have rushed up so foolishly!"

Her plan was very good. She was to get close to the stairs on the top of the platform, wait for the fight to end, and then happily collect the heads, oh no... harvest the resentment.

The more resentful power she has, the higher her basic attributes will be.

The higher her basic attributes, the stronger her strength will be with the tenfold increase in martial arts.

Although the martial arts level is locked, the basic attributes are not restricted by the bottleneck. As long as there is enough resentment power, Xu Xianxian can make her attributes infinite.

"Although the gains are small, little by little, like accumulated water, it will eventually become a river. The higher the basic attributes, the stronger my martial arts will be."

When Xu Xianxian thought of this, her heart felt hot and she increased the strength of her feet.

Loli Xu, whose agility exceeded 20 points, was no exaggeration to say that she was a swift rabbit. She disappeared in the blink of an eye, and even Hela and Huige had no time to catch up.

The stone platform is bluish-gray in color. In the dim light, it reflects a crystal-clear light. If you look closely, you will find a crystal-like material underneath.

At the top of the platform, more than a dozen torches emitted a yellow and hot light, which looked extremely dazzling.

Bang——

The eyeless Tantric ascetic monk, after taking a blow, flew backwards and fell heavily on the stone ground. His face turned red and he forcefully spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"cough!"

The blood clot was only the size of a palm, and it immediately made a "hissing" corrosion sound when it fell to the ground.

What was even more bizarre was that this mass of blood was filled with densely packed black insects. The moment they came into contact with the air, they began to wriggle non-stop, then made a shrill insect-like sound, and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A man with a face covered in sutures stood not far from him, his smile indescribably sinister. "Old monk, this kind of thing is not something you can get involved in. If your master had come, there might have been a chance. But now... since you dare to trespass on your master's territory, you must accept your fate of death."

"The blood sacrifice ceremony happens to be short of a warrior's heart. I'll use yours as the sacrifice."

He slowly walked in front of Gar, stretched out his extremely sharp claws, and slowly reached towards the ascetic's chest.

"You... even bribed the temple residents." The Eyeless Dharma King Gar seemed to want to struggle, but the corpse poison had already penetrated his brain, leaving him without the strength to rise. He could only calmly say, "Such a frenzied killing of martial artists will inevitably attract the attention of the royal family. Add to that the ancient ruins, and you won't be able to conceal them for long."

As a loser, you must face life and death calmly. This is the final quality and pride of a seventh-level martial artist.

"It's a pity... I'm old..." Gar was a little unwilling, his eyes were empty, and he sighed silently: "I couldn't eliminate the evil for the people of this city..."

If he was still thirty years younger, hadn't lost his eyes due to the failed awakening, and was still the monk who roamed North County, he wouldn't have been defeated so miserably.

"This is the most vulnerable part of a martial artist, unable to withstand the erosion of time. If it were twenty years earlier, I might have been defeated by you. Unfortunately, you are old..." The Stitched Man laughed strangely, his tone filled with indescribable sarcasm: "Mortals are mortals. Without awakening the Force, you are like ants in the face of time."

"Ahem...but you're not an orthodox Force user. You're just a poor person who was forcibly transformed...ah!"

Gar spoke intermittently, and before he finished speaking, he let out a scream, and then all sounds stopped.

The Blind Dharma King, who was famous in the Northern County of the Kingdom, died in this underground ruins in an unknown place. Not many people knew about it, and not many people observed a moment of silence for him.

He was honored with countless honors during his lifetime, but even his body could not be preserved intact after his death.

The stitcher stabbed forward with his sharp claws and turned, and a big hole was directly torn in the chest and abdomen of the skinny old monk. A bright red heart, still dripping with hot blood, was slowly taken out by him.

The stitcher took a look at the heart and shook his head slightly. "It's a pity that it's old. The blood in this heart is really weak. It seems that we need to harvest a fresher heart."

'Absorbed resentment power: 1.3.'

Xu Xianxian was lying on the stairs, and her expression was speechless when she saw the attributes flashing before her eyes.

The fact that so little resentment was absorbed shows that the old monk did not have much resentment or unwillingness before his death.

'Isn't this resentment too little? Didn't this old monk feel any resentment when he was killed? Such a person actually exists!'

She had only seen people who sacrificed their lives for justice in novels and biographies, and she never expected that such people really existed in real life.

Although this monk was a foreigner with a different cultural heritage, Xu Xianxian couldn't help but feel sad after hearing his previous sigh.

It turns out that no matter what era or country, there is always a shortage of people with pure beliefs.

As a sophisticated egoist, Xu Xianxian does not agree with the old monk's thoughts and practices, but that does not prevent her from admiring and feeling sorry for such people.

"It seems the one who killed this monk wasn't a legitimate Force user, but a cyborg..." Xu Xianxian pondered. "If it was a cyborg, how strong was he? He seems stronger than the old monk, but not overwhelmingly so."

If it was a crushing level, the decision of life and death would not be made after the fight, and there would be no need to talk so much. Instead, the old monk would be killed instantly after just one encounter.

“Who’s behind?!”

Just when Xu Xianxian was struggling, the stitcher's eyes suddenly flashed green and he looked directly at Xu Xianxian's position.