231: The ruins of the sword field, in Xiadaokong

Li Qiu immediately explained, “Fellow Daoist Fan, this is a misunderstanding. The Blood Shadow Spider snatched the box earlier, and Lady Jin Yu did not touch the box afterward. It’s impossible for her to have tampered with the contents of the box.”

“Could it be that there’s really nothing inside the box?”

Xie Weilou feigned a frown.

He stared coldly at Yan Ruyu: “If there’s nothing, then so be it. Since you know of this cave dwelling’s existence, you must be quite familiar with the Void Heaven Sword Arena, and probably have a map. Give me the map.”

After speaking, a spirit sword appeared, pointing directly at Yan Ruyu’s head.

The map was the main objective!

Yan Ruyu’s actions were all under his soul’s surveillance, so he naturally knew that Yan Ruyu hadn’t touched the contents of the box.

This box was empty; the owner of this cave dwelling clearly tricked those who came after.

Fighting to the death, only to end up with an empty box, wasn’t that infuriating?

“I can give you the map.”

Yan Ruyu stated indifferently, and a map flew out from her storage ring.

The Xia Emperor had given Ye Guhong a map, and naturally would have left a copy. She had merely used a small trick to make another copy.

“Heh!”

Xie Weilou narrowed his eyes. Yan Ruyu, this woman, still had powerful trump cards and was fully capable of resisting, yet she handed over the map so easily. This map was probably problematic.

He took the map, and with a flash of his figure, retreated a hundred meters, his spirit sword flying to his side.

He unfolded the map and took a look. The map was clearly marked, with some parts even circled. All the circled parts were marked as having great opportunities hidden within.

For example, this cave dwelling was among them.

“Although the circled parts contain great opportunities, they must also hide countless killing intents, and some of the circled parts might even be fake.”

Xie Weilou thought to himself, continuing to stare at the map, naturally not fully trusting what Yan Ruyu had given him.

In the center of the map were several mountains, which were the ruins of the Void Heaven Sword Arena. The cave dwelling where he was currently located was in the southern part of the ruins. He only needed to go fifty li north to find the location of the ruins.

All other opportunities and good fortunes could be set aside. The most urgent task was to find the ruins.

“The mountains are high and the rivers long, Lady Jin Yu, farewell!”

Xie Weilou put away the map and the spirit sword, and flew away directly.

Yan Ruyu, this woman, had many trump cards. It would be extremely difficult to extort her, so there was no need to waste time here.

Seeing Xie Weilou leave, Chunsheng Jun looked at Yan Ruyu: “Your Highness, you just gave the map to this person?”

Yan Ruyu frowned and said, “This person is extremely unusual, giving me a strange feeling. Although I have some trump cards, doesn’t he? It’s not worth the risk.”

She said with a deep gaze, “Before coming here, I anticipated that someone might covet the map. So, apart from the ruins and this cave dwelling, all other circled areas are death traps, dead ends. If he goes to any of them, he will surely die.”

It was just a map, nothing remarkable. Anyway, she had already memorized all the contents of the map.

The most regrettable thing was that this trip to the cave dwelling was a wasted effort.

She cultivated the Grand Righteous Sword Dao and also studied body tempering techniques with Song Shenfeng. If she could obtain the lightning-based body tempering technique from here, it would certainly make her physique even stronger.

What a pity…

“Forget it! Let’s go to the location of the Void Heaven Sword Arena ruins now.”

Yan Ruyu composed herself.

The three of them quickly departed.

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Half an hour later.

Xie Weilou arrived at the Void Heaven Sword Arena ruins.

The ruins were located atop several large mountains, where purple light permeated, spiritual energy was abundant, and mist swirled around, creating a hazy, ethereal atmosphere, like a celestial blessed land, incredibly beautiful.

On the mountains were numerous ancient, dilapidated palaces, majestic and grand, covered with runes and grand formations, carrying a strong sense of age, mysterious and unfathomable.

At this moment.

On a floating plaza, over twenty people had gathered, their cultivation levels generally ordinary, only around the Xuanhuang Realm to Territory Expansion Realm.

Before them was an ancient grand path, eight hundred meters long, with unknown green vegetation lining both sides. At the end of the grand path was a mysterious ancient palace, emanating an aura of desolation, with blue sacred light permeating within, seemingly hiding some treasure.

Xie Weilou stood among the crowd, blending in with a few rogue cultivators, not particularly conspicuous.

It was evident that these people had been teleported to this ruin from the beginning and had arrived much earlier.

“Fellow Daoist, Fan has just found this place. May I ask what the situation is here?”

Xie Weilou asked a rogue cultivator.

The rogue cultivator whispered, “This great hall before us is very mysterious. Sword Immortals and other powerful individuals entered half an hour ago and have not yet emerged. We don’t know what the situation is inside.”

Xie Weilou said, “Then why don’t you all go in and take a look?”

The rogue cultivator smiled bitterly, “This eight-hundred-meter grand path before us is covered by a special power. We have tried, but it is difficult to cross.”

Screech!

Just as he finished speaking, a sound of breaking air rang out, followed by a blinding golden light. A man wearing golden battle armor and a pair of golden wings flew over. His body was filled with a powerful demonic aura, full of intimidating presence. The newcomer was none other than Little Peng King.

“Little Peng King!”

Everyone’s expressions changed when they saw Little Peng King.

Little Peng King stood above the crowd, scanning downwards. He said indifferently, “Has Yan Qingcheng arrived at this ruin?”

After speaking, a surge of pressure erupted, crushing down on those below.

Everyone was startled and quickly said, “We have not seen that one…”

“Hmph!”

Little Peng King snorted coldly and said indifferently, “It seems she was teleported to another area. This King will wait for her here. I will definitely slay her today.”

“Who do you intend to slay?”

A mocking voice sounded, and Yan Qingcheng and Yan Junlin flew over, both enveloped in demonic energy.

Boom!

Little Peng King conjured a golden halberd, pointing it directly at Yan Qingcheng: “Yan Qingcheng, come and fight.”

“……”

Yan Qingcheng took a step forward, conjuring a demonic sword.

“Fighting and killing, how uninteresting. Why don’t you two wait until I enter this great hall before fighting?”

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded.

A mysterious man wearing a purple robe, with long silver-white hair and a mask, flew over. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Yan Qingcheng and Little Peng King. His eyes glowed with purple light, appearing mysterious and unfathomable.

Little Peng King looked at this person with disdain: “Who are you? Do you have a right to speak here?”

The mysterious man smiled and cupped his hands, saying, “I am Dao Kong, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect!”

“Dao Kong?”

When Little Peng King heard this name, he seemed to recall something, slightly tightening his grip on his spear, and his aura receded a bit.

Yan Qingcheng stared at Dao Kong. This disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect made Little Peng King wary?

“This person is very strong…”

Xie Weilou stared at Dao Kong, a strange look appearing in his eyes. This person’s cultivation was at least at the Profound Phase Realm Peak; he was definitely not just a disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

Whoosh!

Another sound of breaking air rang out, and Yan Ruyu and her two companions flew over…