37: The truth is revealed

The sky of the Mystic Realm was covered by thick dark clouds, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Jin Yuanshen stood in a pile of ruins, holding a short sword glowing with golden light, its blade covered in complex runes.

Opposite him, the Black-faced Cultivators held a dagger, his gaze as cold as a blade.

"Who exactly are you, and why did you ambush me?"

Jin Yuanshen asked coldly, his tone carrying a hint of vigilance.

The Black-faced Cultivators did not answer, his figure flickered, and the dagger pointed directly at Jin Yuanshen's throat.

Jin Yuanshen did not dare to be careless, he swung his short sword, the sword light like lightning, colliding with the dagger and sparking.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The two fought inextricably, sword light and dagger intertwined in the air, producing crisp sounds.

Although Jin Yuanshen was only at Foundation Establishment fifth layer, the short sword in his hand was clearly extraordinary. Wherever the sword light passed, deep marks were slashed into the ground.

However, just as Jin Yuanshen was fully focused on dealing with the Black-faced Cultivators, a green sword light suddenly attacked from the side.

Jin Yuanshen was caught off guard, struck in the chest by the sword light, his spiritual armor was pierced through, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Lu Guangtian, it's you!"

Jin Yuanshen turned to look and saw Lu Guangtian standing not far away, holding the Yimu Qingling Sword in his hand, with a cold smile on his face.

Seeing Lu Guangtian standing with the Black-faced Cultivators, his heart immediately sank.

He gritted his teeth, took out a golden Talisman from his storage bag, and violently threw it at the two of them.

This was the trump card given to him by his older brother, Jin Yuanjiu.

"Boom!"

The Talisman exploded in the air, turning into a golden chain that tightly bound Lu Guangtian and the Black-faced Cultivators.

Jin Yuanshen seized the opportunity to leap and quickly retreated.

However, just as he thought he was temporarily safe, Lu Guangtian suddenly sneered, and the spiritual sword in his hand swung again, the sword light like lightning, pointing directly at Jin Yuanshen's throat.

"Pfft!"

The sword light quickly pierced Jin Yuanshen's throat, and blood spurted out.

Jin Yuanshen's eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe he would die so easily.

"Lu Guangtian... you..." Jin Yuanshen's voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Lu Guangtian sneered, pulled out his long sword, and Jin Yuanshen's body slowly fell, his eyes wide in death.

"You think you are Jin Yuanjiu and can still escape with your life?"

Just then, a golden figure descended from the sky, it was the lord of Jinshi Bazaar - Jin Yuanjiu.

Seeing his younger brother's corpse, blazing anger instantly ignited in his eyes.

"Lu Guangtian!"

Jin Yuanjiu roared, swung the Dark Spirit Golden Fork in his hand, and pointed it directly at Lu Guangtian.

Lu Guangtian's face changed, he quickly retreated, and at the same time shouted: "Fellow Daoist Jin, it was this Black-faced Cultivators who killed your brother!"

Jin Yuanjiu sneered: "You think I'll believe you? I already noticed something was off about you when the Mystic Realm was activated this time. I didn't expect you would lay hands on my brother first!"

After he finished speaking, he swung the Dark Spirit Golden Fork in his hand, and a huge golden fork shot up into the sky, pressing directly towards Lu Guangtian.

At the same time, he took out a second-grade super-grade Talisman, the Sky Prison Lock, and violently threw it at Lu Guangtian.

"Boom!"

The Talisman exploded in the air, turning into a golden pillar of light pointing directly at Lu Guangtian.

Lu Guangtian's face changed drastically. Just as he was about to break free from the chains, he suddenly felt a powerful spiritual force attacking from behind.

"Pfft!"

The Black-faced Cultivators blocked in front of Lu Guangtian, was hit by the golden pillar of light, and immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, falling to the ground severely injured.

Lu Guangtian seized the opportunity to break free from the chains, swung the Yimu Qingling Sword in his hand, the sword light like lightning, cutting the golden chain.

He sneered, took out a crystal clear treasure needle from his storage bag, which was his top-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Artifact - the Lingyuan Treasure Needle.

"Jin Yuanjiu, you think you can do anything to me?"

Lu Guangtian sneered, swung the Lingyuan Treasure Needle, the sword light like lightning, pointing directly at Jin Yuanjiu.

Jin Yuanjiu's face changed, he quickly retreated, but the Lingyuan Treasure Needle was too fast, he couldn't dodge in time.

"Pfft!"

The Lingyuan Treasure Needle pierced Jin Yuanjiu's shoulder, and blood spurted out.

Jin Yuanjiu let out a muffled groan, quickly retreated, his eyes filled with shock.

"Another top-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Artifact!"

"And the most difficult to refine needle-shaped Spiritual Artifact!"

"Lu Guangtian, you actually came prepared!" Jin Yuanjiu said through gritted teeth, then turned and fled.

Lu Guangtian sneered, glanced at the fallen Black-faced Cultivators, and continued to chase after Jin Yuanjiu.

On the other side, Xu Qi'an and Shui Ling'er arrived at the edge of the Kan Water Profound Spirit Pool.

The jade pendant in Shui Ling'er's hand emitted a faint light, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of worry.

"Revered Master's aura is getting weaker and weaker, she's right below!" Shui Ling'er said anxiously.

Xu Qi'an nodded and said in a deep voice: "You wait here, I'll go down and take a look."

After he finished speaking, he took out several Hanhai Talismans from his storage bag, attached them to himself, and then leaped into the pool.

The pool water was ice-cold and bone-chilling, but Xu Qi'an didn't care about much else and quickly dived to the bottom of the pool.

The bottom of the pool was as deep and dark as ink, and spiritual herbs emitting a faint blue light grew all around.

Xu Qi'an's Divine Sense quietly spread out, and he quickly discovered Water Lingmiao's figure.

She was lying in a dark cave, her aura weak, clearly severely injured.

Just as Xu Qi'an was about to step forward, he suddenly felt a powerful aura attacking from behind.

He looked back and saw a Late Stage Foundation Establishment spiritual dragon coiled in a nest at the bottom of the pool, its eyes closed tightly, seemingly asleep.

Xu Qi'an's heart tightened, he quickly cast the Word Concealment Art, suppressed his aura to the lowest level, and quietly approached Water Lingmiao.

He picked up Water Lingmiao and quickly swam towards the surface of the pool.

By the pool, Shui Ling'er was waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, the pool water rippled, and Xu Qi'an leaped out of the water holding Water Lingmiao.

"Revered Master!" Shui Ling'er quickly stepped forward, her eyes full of worry.

Xu Qi'an placed Water Lingmiao on the ground, took out several pills from his storage bag, and fed them to her.

At the same time, he circulated the Shengmu Spiritual Art, and spiritual power like threads wrapped around Water Lingmiao's wounds, helping her heal.

After a moment, Water Lingmiao slowly opened her eyes, saw Xu Qi'an, and a hint of gratitude flashed in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, thank you for saving me." Water Lingmiao said softly, her voice carrying a hint of weakness.

Xu Qi'an nodded and said in a deep voice: "Daoist Shui, what exactly happened?"

Water Lingmiao took a deep breath, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes: "Lu Guangtian... he ambushed me. This time's Foundation Establishment Secret Realm is a conspiracy!"