Spirit Ruin, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Li Guanqi stepped onto the altar beside the Abyssal Demon rift. The array barrier around it had already been corroded pitch-black, and he felt the temperature plummet the moment he approached.

Meng Wanshu’s voice came through the lightning barrier. “Don’t force yourself to do this alone.”

Li Guanqi grinned. “Don’t worry…”

He took a deep breath while standing on the altar and raised his hand to tie up his long hair. Countless images flashed through his mind.

“I found you…” he murmured.

Buzz!

Ji Yichuan looked at the Heavenly Intelligence Map in his hand. A bright black flame had appeared over the Taiqing Territory.

A moment later, the other members of the Eight Generals all received the spatial coordinates.

Chan Kongzi stared at the jade slip in surprise and swallowed hard. “Yu Shan sent a message? Now that’s rare!”

With Long Hou away, Hong Zhi was in charge. Four of the eight thrones sat empty. They belonged to Yu Shan, Long Hou, Xiang Huaizhi, and Nangong Xuandu.Hong Zhi looked across the hall. “Let’s go. By the Territory Lord’s command, we will eradicate this organization.”

Li Guanqi took a deep breath and looked up. Three enormous Heavenly Tribulation clouds had gathered overhead.

A faint smile touched his lips as he murmured, “Brothers… focus on your breakthroughs.”

Buzz!

He stamped down on the cracked ground beneath him.

Boom!

Spatial ripples spread outward. Li Guanqi felt as though he were standing face-to-face with the person behind everything.

Is he the one across the Go board from me? No. He’s only one of that person’s more important stones.

The storage ring on Li Guanqi’s finger slowly loosened. The rift rejected everything he attempted to bring through, apparently unwilling to accept any external objects.

Li Guanqi removed his Daoist robes and took off his ring.

At the edge of the lightning pool, Peng Luo’s eyes snapped open, his gaze flickering.

Buzz!

Li Guanqi slowly sank into the rift as though being swallowed by the mire at the bottom of an abyss.

Sha was gambling that Tang Ru would draw him in.

Frigid demonic qi surged around Li Guanqi, threatening to swallow him like an icy abyss in the dead of winter. An indescribable presence mingled with the bone-chilling qi.

Roar!

Hiss!

A swarm of Abyssal Demons materialized around Li Guanqi, their violent screeches piercing his ears. Li Guanqi frowned in irritation, and his energy exploded outward.

Everything within a thousand zhang became a lightning hell. Countless Abyssal Demons were pierced by lightning and dissolved into rolling waves of demonic qi. Yet the slain demons then transformed into motes of spirit light, and a mysterious spatial fluctuation rippled through the area.

Clang!

Li Guanqi tightly gripped the Red Lotus Sword and scanned his surroundings with extreme vigilance.

A light screen appeared within the pitch-black rift, and a light gate began to take shape in the distance. Li Guanqi’s heart hammered at the sight.

Back in the Daxia Sword Sect, Ye Xuan rose slowly from his meditation, one hand gripping the hilt of his sword. He was waiting.

Buzz!

Li Guanqi advanced toward the light screen one step at a time.

Suddenly, a pale hand reached through the light gate. Ye Xuan immediately drew his sword half a cun from its sheath.

The hand paused, then hooked its fingers over the edge of the light gate and shifted aside.

Another hand slowly emerged, holding the barely conscious Tang Ru.

Boom!

The moment Li Guanqi saw Tang Ru, his eyes went bloodshot with rage, and his entire body trembled.

The three-colored flame mark on his forehead blazed with brilliant light. The three talismans on his chest burst into flames.

“Fatty! Tang Ru! Wake up!”

For a moment, Li Guanqi forgot to breathe. It felt as though something were crushing his chest.

The pale fingers dug into Tang Ru’s skull and hoisted him into the air. His entire body was rotting and mangled, dangling like a puppet.

His empty eye sockets seemed to weep blood, and his face was twisted with unbearable pain and humiliation. He could die, but he refused to become a tool for Sha. Tang Ru thrashed desperately, trying to kill himself then and there.

The figure within the light gate remained shrouded in darkness, but his mocking laughter echoed in Li Guanqi’s ears. The figure shook Tang Ru even more violently, battering him against the edge of the light gate.

Bang bang!

Even as he did so, he poured incredibly pure demonic qi into Tang Ru.

Ye Feng stood beneath his Heavenly Tribulation and witnessed the scene through Peng Luo’s power. His eyes burned with rage.

Peng Luo grabbed him by the collar. “Don’t go out! Leave everything to Master!”

Ye Feng had just awakened, and his vital force surged with fighting spirit. His right eye had turned blood-red as he stared fixedly at the shadow within the light gate.

After a long pause, Ye Feng’s expression shifted slightly, as though a thought had struck him. He glanced down at his pitch-black arm. “I hope we can kill Sha this time. If we can’t… he’ll remain the greatest threat to Boss.”

Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes. “Peng Luo, go check on Third and Fourth Brother. Don’t worry about me. I know what I’m doing.”

Peng Luo didn’t answer right away. As he counted on his fingers, he said, “Don’t worry. My clone is already there with Cao Yan and Xiao Chen. Focus on your tribulation!”

Ye Xuan stood atop the altar beside the Deep Abyss rift in the Daxia Sword Sect, his face grim.

Lu Kangnian stamped his foot. His face was grim. “The array on the altar has been tampered with. I can’t sense Li Guanqi’s aura at all anymore.”

Ye Xuan closed his eyes and murmured, “No matter. I can still sense a trace of him. It all depends on when that kid is ready to make his move.”

Li Guanqi stared at the light gate and gritted his teeth. “Release Tang Ru. I’ll go with you.”

The man within the light gate gave an eerie smile, and a white mask flickered into view.

He raised a finger and beckoned to Li Guanqi. In an instant, countless black hands burst from the void and bound him tight.

An irresistible force swept through Li Guanqi, dragging him toward the other side. In the same instant, it sealed both his divine soul and the vital force within his dantian.

Li Guanqi could not mobilize even a trace of vital force to activate the talismans on his body. His divine consciousness was also suppressed, preventing him from summoning Peng Luo.

He had never imagined this would happen.

Boom!

Two terrifying azure sword lights struck from the front and rear, splitting an entire mountain peak within the Daxia Sword Sect in two.

Nangong Xuandu and Ye Xuan, who had been hiding in the shadows, rushed into the Deep Abyss rift.

Azure sword light flooded the void and tore countless Abyssal Demons apart, but Li Guanqi was nowhere to be found.

Nangong Xuandu’s expression turned extremely grim as he surveyed their surroundings. “The space here has been swapped... Li Guanqi is likely no longer in the Daxia Territory.”

Everyone’s hearts sank.

Pale-faced, Gu Li appeared in a flash, his hands clenched. He turned to Meng Wanshu and said in a low voice, “No response? Impossible…”