84: Chapter 84 The Demon Token Acquired, the Chaotic Situation Changes Again

Thoughts raced like lightning, and Lin Ye made a decision in an instant.

At the moment when Zhao Kun's blood light was about to touch the token, and the old man from Golden Flame Valley and the Foundation Establishment Cultivator from Yinkui Sect were also attracted by the token's anomaly, causing their offensives to slacken, he abruptly withdrew most of the main power controlling the Sealed Sword Intent from his Demonic Heart.

He transformed it into a silver chain that whipped out—not to attack, but to gently and swiftly coil around the pitch-black token floating over!

At the same time, he channeled his yan jun token with all his might, causing it to erupt with an even more scorching and majestic golden radiance, attempting to use the aura of the same source or mutual suppression to suppress and soothe the evil demonic nature that might exist within the token.

"Junior! How dare you?!" Zhao Kun let out a heart-wrenching roar.

His blood light surged, his speed increased by another thirty percent, and a massive blood-colored hand clawed viciously toward the token.

However, the silver chain arrived first despite being launched later, gently yet firmly entangling the pitch-black token, and then it suddenly retracted!

Whoosh!

The pitch-black token turned into a streak of black light, brushing past just an inch from Zhao Kun's fingertips, and was pulled by the silver chain, flying toward Lin Ye!

Lin Ye reached out with his left hand, his palm already covered by the spiritual power of the Great Sun Golden Flame, and firmly grasped the incoming pitch-black token!

It was ice-cold to the touch.

An indescribable, evil Devilish Qi that seemed capable of freezing the Soul and evoking the deepest fears and desires within one's heart surged into his body like a tide through his palm!

At the same time, the token itself trembled violently, emitting a silent shriek, as if countless wronged Souls and fierce ghosts were struggling and howling within it, wanting to backfire on its master!

"Ah—!" Lin Ye groaned, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

He felt as if half of his body had gone numb, his Divine Soul was shaken violently, and illusions appeared before his eyes, as if countless Devil Heads were pouncing on him.

The Ice-Fire Taiji within his body rotated crazily, and the Great Sun Golden Flame spontaneously protected its master, fiercely confronting the invading Devilish Qi.

The "Lingyun Sword Intent" seed at his brow also bloomed with silver-white sword light, cutting through the illusions and stabilizing his mind.

"Suppress for me!" Lin Ye roared in his heart, pressing the yan jun token tightly against the back of his left hand, which was gripping the pitch-black token.

The yan jun token erupted with an even more intense pure golden light, clashing fiercely with the invading evil Devilish Qi, making "hissing" sounds like cold water dripping into hot oil.

For a moment, golden light and black Qi intertwined on Lin Ye's left hand, his arm trembling violently, as if he were holding a red-hot branding iron, and also like he had grabbed a crazy poisonous snake.

"He caught it! Kill him! Take back the token!" Zhao Kun's eyes turned red, appearing like a madman, and he pounced on Lin Ye regardless of everything.

He pointed out his Blood Demon Finger with all his might, and a condensed-to-the-extreme blood ray shot straight at Lin Ye's brow!

This finger contained his life's cultivation and the essence of his Demonic Technique; its power was terrifying, and he vowed to kill with one blow!

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator from Yinkui Sect also reacted, shaking his Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Countless fierce ghosts gathered into a huge black Soul spear, following the blood ray, and stabbed toward Lin Ye's heart!

The red-haired old man from Golden Flame Valley's eyes flickered.

He both coveted the "command token of ten thousand ghosts" and feared the strange ability Lin Ye was displaying at this moment (being able to trigger the Sealed Sword Intent and daring to catch the Demon Token with his bare hands).

Hesitating for a moment, he did not attack Lin Ye directly but cast a red-gold fire net, covering Lin Ye's surroundings, as if intending to trap him before making further plans.

Three great Foundation Establishment powerhouses attacked at the same time!

And Lin Ye, at this moment, was fully resisting the backlash of the Demon Token in his hand.

Furthermore, because he had just drawn away the sealing power, the suppression of the Demonic Heart was greatly reduced, and that Demonic Heart was also stirring, emitting stronger Demonic thought impacts!

A desperate situation!

A truly hopeless situation with ten deaths and no life!

"Junior Brother Lin!" Su Waner, in the distance, let out a desperate cry, desperately driving the soul-calming ancient lamp.

The lamp flame surged, turning into a blue-white beam of light, attempting to block a portion of the Demonic thoughts and the aftermath of the Soul spear for Lin Ye, but it was a drop in the bucket.

Just at this life-and-death moment.

The pitch-black token held in Lin Ye's left hand seemed to have its resistance slightly stalled due to the continuous suppression of the yan jun token and the multiple resistances of the Ice-Fire Taiji, Great Sun Golden Flame, and Lingyun Sword Intent within Lin Ye's body.

Immediately after, the dark gold patterns on the surface of the token suddenly began to swim like living creatures and quickly spread up along Lin Ye's arm!

Lin Ye was terrified in his heart, thinking the Devilish Qi was going to completely erode him.

However, those dark gold patterns did not invade his body but instead underwent a strange intertwining and Fusion with the silver chain Sword Intent coiled around the token and the golden light of the yan jun token on the back of his hand!

Hum—!

An even more strange, even more vast, ancient fluctuation that seemed to transcend good and evil, Yin and Yang, erupted with Lin Ye's left hand as the center!

This fluctuation was not purely power, but a kind of... "permission"? Or rather, "recognition"?

Under the shroud of this fluctuation, Zhao Kun's must-kill Blood Demon Finger ray, the Yinkui Sect's black Soul spear, and Golden Flame Valley's red-gold fire net, upon touching the three-foot space around Lin Ye, actually hit an invisible yet flexible wall.

Their speed plummeted, their power greatly reduced, and they were constantly worn down and assimilated by that strange fluctuation!

"What?!" The three of them changed color at the same time, their eyes full of disbelief.

What terrified them even more was that with the spread of this fluctuation, countless silver chains at the bottom of the entire Meteor Demon Valley seemed to have received a true, supreme summons, all emitting joyful humming sounds!

They were no longer just guided by Lin Ye, but like subjects bowing to a king, erupting with a brilliant silver light ten times stronger than before!

The silver light gathered, and behind Lin Ye, it vaguely condensed into a huge phantom of a Heavenly God who stood tall, wearing silver armor, holding a giant sword, with a blurred but infinitely majestic face!

The phantom of the Heavenly God slowly raised the silver giant sword in its hand, aiming it at Zhao Kun, the Yinkui Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator, the red-haired old man from Golden Flame Valley, and... that Demonic Heart that was raging again!

An indescribable, supreme Sword Intent that seemed capable of judging the heavens and cutting down all demons locked onto everyone!

"This is... the Spirit of the Seal? No! Is it the manifestation of the ancient Demon-Slaying Sword Formation's Formation Soul?! He... he actually obtained the recognition of the Formation Soul?! How is this possible?!" The red-haired old man from Golden Flame Valley screamed, his voice full of fear.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could he?!" Zhao Kun was also panicked.

He felt from the phantom of the Heavenly God a terrifying power that could truly threaten his life and even restrain his Demonic Technique.

The Yinkui Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator was trembling even more.

He cultivated the Ghost Path and was most afraid of this kind of supreme Yang and rigid Demon-Slaying Sword Intent.

Lin Ye himself was also stunned.

The pitch-black token held in his left hand was no longer resisting; instead, it transmitted a faint, cool, and submissive feeling, as if "acknowledging its master."

The yan jun token in his right hand had its light restrained, but it remained warm.

The phantom of the Heavenly God behind him gave him a feeling of being connected by blood, as if it were an extension of his own arm.

He had a flash of insight and understood instantly.

It was the collision and interweaving of the "yan jun token" and the "command token of ten thousand ghosts" that, by mistake, triggered the deeper core Formation Soul of this ancient "Pure Yang Demon-Slaying Sword Formation"!

And because he possessed the Lingyun Sword Intent seed and had communicated with the Seal using his Sword Heart, he was defaulted by the Formation Soul as the "temporary controller"!

Although this control might only be temporary and consumed a huge amount (he felt his own spiritual power and Divine Soul being crazily drawn), at this moment, he undoubtedly possessed the overwhelming power to turn the tide of the battle!

"Demon-Slaying Sword Formation, heed my command!" Lin Ye endured the weakness and severe pain, stood tall, with the pitch-black token in his left hand and the yan jun token in his right.

The phantom of the Heavenly God behind him was like a mountain, and his voice, under the blessing of the vast Sword Intent, was like a divine decree:

"Evil ways, disturbing my Sect, poisoning living beings, your crimes deserve execution!"

"Execute!"

Following his order, the silver-armored Heavenly God phantom behind him swung its giant sword down with a boom!

The target was first locked onto the most evil and most threatening one—Zhao Kun, and that Demonic Heart that was constantly emitting Demonic thoughts and attempting to counterattack!

"No—!!" Zhao Kun let out a desperate and unwilling roar, pushing his "Blood Demon Finger" to the limit, even sparing no effort to burn his blood essence, turning into a sky-piercing blood ray, attempting to resist.

The Demonic Heart also beat crazily, gushing out towering Devilish Qi, condensing into a huge dark red shield.

However, in front of the Demon-Slaying Sword Intent that represented the supreme Law of this place and gathered the accumulation of countless years, everything was futile.

The silver giant sword, like a hot knife cutting through butter, shattered the blood ray without any obstruction, split the Demonic shield, and then... gently swept across Zhao Kun's body and that dark red Demonic Heart.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The ferocity, fear, and unwillingness on Zhao Kun's face instantly froze.

He looked down at the imperceptible silver line appearing on his chest, opened his mouth, but could not make any sound.

The next moment, his body, along with the "Blood Demon Finger" Origin within him, his Soul, and that finger-bone ring he treasured like his life and snatched back from the secret compartment, all vanished quietly in the silver sword light like bubbles under the sun, turning into the finest dust and dissipating into the Devilish Qi.

Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!

And that "command token of ten thousand ghosts," in Lin Ye's left hand, vibrated slightly, seemingly having absorbed some Origin aura that dissipated after Zhao Kun's fall, and the dark gold patterns on its surface became a bit clearer.

Meanwhile, the aftermath of the silver giant sword also slashed onto that dark red Demonic Heart.

The Demonic Heart trembled violently, emitting a silent wail, and a deep sword mark appeared on its surface, with massive Devilish Qi leaking out crazily.

But its core seemed exceptionally tough and did not collapse immediately, only its light dimming by more than half, and its beating becoming weak, obviously having suffered unimaginable heavy damage.

One sword, heavily damaged the Demonic Heart, executed Zhao Kun!

The whole scene was dead silent.

The Yinkui Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator's face was ashen, and his whole body was trembling.

The red-haired old man from Golden Flame Valley was also dripping with cold sweat, his eyes full of fear when looking at Lin Ye.

Su Waner looked blankly at Lin Ye, who was like a Heavenly God descending to earth, wielding life and death.

Her eyes were full of brilliant colors, and there was even more endless worry (Lin Ye's face was as pale as paper, and his aura was weak).

Lin Ye held on, not falling down.

He knew that he must not show weakness at this moment.

He slowly turned his head, his cold gaze sweeping toward the Yinkui Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator and the Golden Flame Valley red-haired old man.

"You, do you fight, or surrender?"

Swept by that cold gaze containing the Demon-Slaying Sword Intent, the Yinkui Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar and no longer had any Battle Intent.

He did not doubt at all that as long as he had the slightest move, the next sword would descend on his head.

Zhao Kun's warning was right before his eyes!

"I... I surrender! Fellow Daoist, spare my life! I am willing to hand over my Soul blood and be driven by you, just begging to survive!"

The Yinkui Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator did not hesitate, knelt to the ground with a thud, held up his life-bound Magical Artifact, the "Ten Thousand Soul Banner," and his Storage Pouch with both hands, touched his forehead to the ground, and trembled.

He was truly scared; the restraint of the Demon-Slaying Sword Intent on a Ghost Path Cultivator like him was too strong.

The red-haired old man from Golden Flame Valley's face changed, and he struggled in his heart.

He prided himself on his status and was a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, so he really couldn't bring himself to kneel and beg for mercy like the Yinkui Sect Cultivator.

But Lin Ye, at this moment, controlled the Demon-Slaying Sword Formation and possessed the absolute power to kill them.

Moreover, looking at Lin Ye's appearance, although weak, he was clearly still able to trigger that terrifying Heavenly God at least one more time.

"Fellow Daoist Chi Yang, do you still want to try the sharpness of this Demon-Slaying Sword?"

Lin Ye's voice was flat, but the silver-armored Heavenly God phantom behind him moved slightly, and the giant sword seemed to have been raised another inch.

The red-haired old man felt a chill in his heart and finally gritted his teeth, cupped his hands toward Lin Ye, and his tone was dry: "Lin... Fellow Daoist Lin, this old man is Chiyang Zi of Golden Flame Valley.

Coming here this time is actually to investigate some misunderstandings between our valley and your Sect, and to find a way to resolve the 'Soul-Locking Curse,' absolutely with no intention of being an enemy of Fellow Daoist.

The previous conflict was truly a misunderstanding.

This old man is willing to take people away immediately and make a Heart Demon oath to never spread the events of today, and also to never be an enemy of Fellow Daoist and the Lingyun Sword Sect.

Please, Fellow Daoist, make it convenient."

He put his posture very low, but did not completely surrender like the Yinkui Sect Cultivator, retaining a trace of face.

Lin Ye's gaze flickered slightly.

His current state was extremely poor; he was merely holding on by force.

Being able to scare off the Golden Flame Valley and avoid further battle was already the best outcome.

Furthermore, the other party mentioned the "Soul-Locking Curse"...

"Do you know the solution to the Soul-Locking Curse?" Lin Ye asked in a deep voice.

Chiyang Zi hesitated for a moment, then said, "I know a thing or two. This curse is related to the Divine Soul and dreams; it requires the essence blood of the caster or a specific 'Soul weapon' as a guide. My Golden Flame Valley's ancient records state that there is an ancient treasure called the 'soul-stabilizing bead' which has the effect of stabilizing the Divine Soul and dispelling nightmares, and it might be able to suppress this curse. My trip here was also to look for clues about this bead in the Ancient Demon Battlefield."

soul-stabilizing bead?

Lin Ye noted the name.

"Very well. I will trust you this once. Take your people and leave the Ancient Demon Battlefield immediately. If I discover in the future that you have gone back on your word or acted against the Lingyun Sword Sect, even if you are at the ends of the earth, I will surely slay you." Lin Ye said coldly.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist! I swear by my Heart Demon..." Chiyang Zi breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly made the vow, then waved his hand at the terrified Disciples of the Golden Flame Valley behind him, "Let's go!"

The group acted as if they had been granted amnesty and immediately retreated in panic along the path they came from (not the Demon Hunting Path that Lin Ye had taken, but a path they knew themselves), quickly disappearing into the Devilish Qi.

At the scene, only Lin Ye, Su Waner, the kneeling Foundation Establishment Cultivator of the Yinkui Sect, the severely injured and silent Demon Heart, and the mess on the ground remained.

The breath Lin Ye had been holding finally let go.

The phantom of the silver-armored god behind him quickly faded and dissipated.

The silver chains filling the sky also returned to calm, though their light was much dimmer than before; clearly, that sword strike just now had consumed a significant amount of the Seal's power.

The pitch-black token in his left hand and the yan jun token in his right hand also had their light restrained, but that strange connection still existed.

Pfft!

Lin Ye could no longer hold on; he fell to one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura withered to the extreme.

The successive bursts, injuries, resistance against the Devilish Qi, and especially the final act of invoking the Formation Soul and unleashing that heaven-shaking sword strike had almost drained all his strength, and his Divine Soul was also heavily damaged.

"Junior Brother Lin!" Su Waner hurriedly rushed over, supported Lin Ye, fed him all the remaining healing Medicinal Pills, and continuously channeled gentle Spiritual Power into him.

"I'm fine... I just need to rest." Lin Ye waved his hand and looked at the kneeling Foundation Establishment Cultivator of the Yinkui Sect, "You, what is your name?"

"Re... Returning to Master, this small one is Gui Li, an External Affairs Elder of the Yinkui Sect." Gui Li hurriedly replied, his attitude incomparably respectful.

"Tell me everything you know about the Yinkui Sect, about Zhao Kun, about this 'command token of ten thousand ghosts', and about the Demon Heart. If there is even half a lie, you know the consequences." Lin Ye's voice was weak, but carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, yes, yes! This small one would never dare to hide anything!" Gui Li hurriedly poured out everything he knew.

According to him, behind the Yinkui Sect, there was indeed an ancient entity known as "Demon Lord Yinming," but he had disappeared for countless years, leaving behind only some Legacy and tokens.

The "command token of ten thousand ghosts" was one of the three great tokens left by the Demonic Lord; it was said to be able to command ten thousand ghosts, communicate with the netherworld, and even obtain part of the Demonic Lord's Legacy.

This token had been lost for a long time, and the Yinkui Sect had been searching for it.

Zhao Kun did not know where he learned that this token might be hidden within the Demon Heart in the Meteor Demon Valley, so he cooperated with the Yinkui Sect to obtain the token.

Meanwhile, the Golden Flame Valley also seemed interested in the Demon Heart or something in the valley (possibly the soul-stabilizing bead).

Regarding the "Soul-Locking Curse" that the Sect Master was afflicted with, Gui Li did not know the specifics, but there were indeed Elders within the Yinkui Sect who excelled in this art.

He speculated that it might be related to some high-level figure within the Sect who had been infiltrated, with the purpose of controlling or restraining the Sect Master.

As for the Demon Heart, it was formed from the residual devilish thoughts and Origin of an ancient Soul Transformation Stage Devil Head who had fallen, and it was sealed here by an ancient mighty figure using the "Pure Yang Demon-Slaying Sword Formation."

Over the years, the Demon Heart's power had been worn away by more than half, but it was still dangerous.

If one could refine it, one could obtain part of its Demonic Path Origin and memories, but the risk was extremely high, and it was easy to be eroded by the devilish thoughts.

After Gui Li finished his confession, he knelt trembling on the ground, waiting for his fate.

Lin Ye digested this information, his thoughts racing.

Zhao Kun was dead, the Yinkui Sect had lost a Foundation Establishment Elder, and the "command token of ten thousand ghosts" had fallen into his hands; this could be considered a preliminary frustration of their conspiracy.

However, the Yinkui Sect's Foundation was still intact, and the Demonic Lord behind them was an even greater threat.

The Soul-Locking Curse affecting the Sect Master also needed a solution as soon as possible.

The most urgent priority was to handle the current situation, recover from his injuries, and then leave this place.

He looked at the heavily injured and silent Demon Heart.

Leaving this thing here would ultimately be a disaster.

But in his current state, he was completely unable to destroy or Purify it completely.

Moreover, the Demon-Slaying Sword Formation had consumed a huge amount of energy in this battle, the power of the Seal had weakened, and it also needed time to recover.

Perhaps... he could first use the strange connection between the yan jun token and the "command token of ten thousand ghosts" to try and strengthen the Seal?

With a thought, he barely managed to channel a sliver of Spiritual Power to communicate with the pitch-black token in his left hand and the yan jun token in his right.

The two tokens emitted a faint light again, echoing each other, and triggered the dim silver chains nearby.

The chains slowly writhed, re-wrapping the Demon Heart layer by layer.

Although the silver light was not as bright as before, the Seal seemed more "agile," as if it had a "spirit" guiding it.

The throbbing of the Demon Heart was further suppressed.

After doing this, Lin Ye was nearly exhausted.

"Gui Li."

"This small one is here!"

"I will trust you for now. Open your Divine Soul defense." Lin Ye forced himself to stay alert.

Gui Li's expression changed; opening his Divine Soul defense was equivalent to handing his life completely over to the other party, but he dared not resist and followed the instructions.

Lin Ye exerted himself to separate a wisp of Divine Sense containing the aura of the Great Sun Golden Flame and a trace of "Lingyun Sword Intent," planting a complex Restriction at the core of Gui Li's Divine Soul.

This Restriction used Lin Ye's essence blood and Sword Intent as a guide; once Gui Li had ulterior motives or betrayed him, Lin Ye could trigger the Restriction with a single thought, resulting in at least a heavy injury to the Divine Soul, or at worst, Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

"This Restriction is my unique technique; no one can undo it except for me. Behave yourself." Lin Ye said coldly.

"Yes! This small one will definitely be loyal and devoted, and will never have two hearts!" Feeling the scorching and sharp Restriction power in his Divine Soul, Gui Li no longer had any luck and completely surrendered.

"Now, protect us. I need time to recover." Lin Ye nodded to Su Waner, and the two sat cross-legged on the spot, beginning to heal and recover with all their might.

Gui Li respectfully stood guard on the side, vigilantly watching the surroundings, especially the re-sealed Demon Heart.

Time passed in silence.

With the help of Medicinal Pills and the pure Spiritual Qi here (although mixed, the total amount was huge), Lin Ye's injuries and Spiritual Power were recovering rapidly.

What surprised him even more was that after experiencing successive life-and-death battles, especially the final act of invoking the Demon-Slaying Sword Formation and the realization of wielding life and death, his cultivation Bottleneck actually began to loosen violently!

The barrier between the Late Stage of the eighth level of Qi Refining and the Peak was broken at a touch!

Following that, the chasm that had blocked countless Qi Refining Cultivators, the path to the ninth level of Qi Refining, also began to totter under his thick accumulation and profound realization!

He was about to Breakthrough!

Three days later.

At the bottom of the Meteor Demon Valley, beside the Demon Heart re-sealed by the silver chains, Lin Ye sat cross-legged.

The aura around his body rose and fell like the tide, sometimes scorching and violent like a volcanic eruption, and sometimes calm and restrained like a deep abyss cold pool.

The phantom of the red-gold flame and the light of the silver-white Sword Intent appeared alternately outside his body, and the phantom of the Ice-Fire Taiji slowly rotated at his Dantian, becoming increasingly solid.

The pitch-black token on his left side and the yan jun token on his right floated quietly, emitting a faint light, resonating faintly with his aura.

Su Waner had recovered more than half and stood guard on the side, her eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Gui Li held his breath, not daring to disturb him.

Suddenly, the aura around Lin Ye's body stagnated, and then, like a giant whale absorbing water, it frantically converged inward!

The next moment, an aura far more powerful, condensed, and profound than before burst out!

Ninth level of Qi Refining!

He had broken through!

Moreover, it was not just the Early Stage; the purity and thickness of his Spiritual Power, and the solidity of his Foundation, far exceeded that of ordinary ninth-level Qi Refining Cultivators, and he even faintly touched the threshold of the legendary "tenth level of Qi Refining" (Great Perfection)!

Lin Ye slowly opened his eyes, his gaze shining brightly.

The phenomenon of the ice star in his left eye and the golden flame in his right eye could now be completely controlled, adding an indescribable majesty and depth.

He stood up tall, feeling the surging power within his body and a deeper control over Spiritual Power, the Dao of the Sword, and flames, his heart stirred with heroic feelings.

After this battle, he had killed Zhao Kun, defeated a strong enemy, obtained the Demonic token, controlled the Seal, and his cultivation had greatly advanced!

It was time to leave this place, return to the Sect, and solve the remaining troubles.

However, just as he was about to call Su Waner and Gui Li to leave.

The pitch-black token that had been floating on his left side—the "command token of ten thousand ghosts"—suddenly flew up on its own, hovering in front of Lin Ye, trembling slightly.

Immediately after, the dark golden patterns on the surface of the token lit up again, projecting a blurry, constantly changing image.

In the image, it seemed to be a dark and deep underground palace.

In the center of the palace, there was a tall altar, and lying on the altar was a person whose face was none other than the unconscious Sect Master of the Lingyun Sword Sect, Master Lingxiao!

Around the altar, several blurry black shadows were busy, seemingly setting up some kind of Formation.

The aura of one of the black shadows made Lin Ye feel a trace of familiarity—it was actually the former Deputy Hall Master of the Dark Hall, an Elder at the Early Stage of the Golden Core, who had been temporarily placed under house arrest by Supreme Elder Tianxuan and had later gone missing during the cleanup of Zhao Kun's faction!

What shocked Lin Ye even more was that above the altar, a fist-sized, dark purple bead that constantly emitted eerie ripples was floating—the soul-stabilizing bead?

No, the aura was wrong, it was even more evil!

The bead was constantly extracting a certain aura from Master Lingxiao, and at the same time, was striking strange runes into his body.

Beside the image, several lines of twisted ancient Seal script, seemingly written in blood, appeared:

"Demonic Lord's altar, Divine Soul as guide."

"Seven Killings Lock Soul, True Spirit forever imprisoned."

"Wait until the full moon, Demon Seed deeply planted."

"The day of arrival, a Puppet is born."

This... this is someone using the Sect Master as a sacrifice to set up some kind of evil "Demon Seed" ritual?!

And the location seems to be inside the Sect?!

The Deputy Hall Master of the Dark Hall is actually a traitor?!

And there are accomplices?!

Lin Ye's pupils shrank, and a stormy sea churned in his heart!

He thought the internal chaos of the Sect had been quelled and Zhao Kun had been executed, so he could sit back and relax.

He did not expect that there was still such a deeply hidden conspiracy, and it had already progressed to such a terrifying stage!

The Sect Master was in imminent danger!

The Sect was still surging with undercurrents!

Why would the "command token of ten thousand ghosts" show these things?

Is it a warning?

A temptation?

Or... is it originally part of this conspiracy, and is it guiding him to go there at this moment?

In any case, he must rush back to the Sect immediately!

Stop this ritual!

Rescue the Sect Master!

"Senior Sister Su, Gui Li, we are returning to the Sect immediately! There has been a change!" Lin Ye put away the token, his voice cold and urgent.

"Yes!" Although Su Waner and Gui Li did not understand why, seeing Lin Ye's expression, they knew that something major had happened and hurriedly replied.

Lin Ye took one last look at the sealed Demon Heart, then looked at the yan jun token and the "command token of ten thousand ghosts" in his hand, a flash of determination in his eyes.

It seemed that this muddy water was getting deeper and deeper.

However, since he had already entered the game, there was no turning back.

Then he would turn this chessboard upside down!

"Let's go!"