52: Blood Saint

"A Saint's skeleton, is this a Saint who fell here?" After failing to open the door, Lin Kuang looked at where Lin Xiao was looking, his expression also solemn.

"Brother, should we go up and take a look?" Lin Yi asked.

Although he felt a little scared, his eyes were still full of Battle Intent.

"No need, he's still alive," Lin Xiao said.

As soon as these words fell, Lin Kuang and Lin Yi were both shocked.

"What?!"

"You're saying this old guy who died millions of years ago is still alive?" Lin Kuang asked, disbelieving.

Someone who died thousands of years ago, even a Saint, should have dissipated into this world, right?

"He is indeed still alive, but not in the traditional sense of 'alive' as we understand it."

"Although this Saint's Physical Body is dead, his Soul still exists within this shell, and he has already become a Half-Vengeful Spirit," Lin Xiao said.

"You mean, what's sitting in front of us now is a Saint Realm Vengeful Spirit?" Lin Kuang asked, a chilling sensation rising from the bottom of his heart.

Vengeful Spirits are extremely evil and malevolent beings in the world.

They have no consciousness, they drink human marrow, absorb human essence blood, and kill anyone they see.

When they first entered the Ancient Desolate Small World, the group of Life and Death Realm Vengeful Spirits were the best example, like emotionless killing machines.

If this was a Saint Realm Vengeful Spirit, then it would probably not be so simple for them to leave this place today.

"Yes and no. Although the Soul of this Saint Realm Expert after his death is powerful, he must have consumed a lot to resist the resentment and Evil Qi in this world before."

"Now, although he has become a Vengeful Spirit, his strength is probably at most only slightly stronger than a Half-Saint Realm Expert," Lin Xiao said.

No sooner had he finished speaking than an ancient and sinister voice suddenly emerged from the Saint's corpse in front.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect you, little brat, to know so much."

"But it's a pity. This Old Ancestor was a Ghost Cultivator Saint in his lifetime, and coupled with the different Laws of Heaven and Earth in this world, even if I am now a Vengeful Spirit and my cultivation is no longer at the Saint Realm."

"My strength is still far beyond what those Half-Saint Realm brats can compare to."

Lin Xiao and the others looked forward, only to see a blood-red, ancient phantom emerging from the corpse, appearing before Lin Xiao and the others.

His entire body was intertwined with blood Qi and resentment, emitting a terrifying and somewhat nauseating aura.

With the appearance of this phantom, the entire palace was instantly filled with howling cold winds and rising eerie gusts.

Blood-red candles also lit up, making the originally dark palace considerably brighter.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao quickly grabbed Lin Yi's hand, shielding him by his side.

"Lin Xiao greets Senior," Lin Xiao said, frowning slightly at the blood-colored phantom.

Having clear sentience, this was much easier to deal with than an ordinary Saint Realm Vengeful Spirit.

But if they couldn't reach an agreement, then he would definitely be much more troublesome than an ordinary Saint Realm Vengeful Spirit.

"Lin Xiao? You are from the Lin Clan?" The blood-colored phantom looked at Lin Xiao and asked.

Then he couldn't help but glance at Lin Kuang and Lin Yi, and continued, "Are you all from the Lin Clan?"

"That's right, we are indeed all from the Lin Clan," Lin Xiao said, looking at the blood-colored phantom, nodding solemnly.

At the same time, he had already prepared for battle in his heart. If this Ghost Saint was an enemy of the Lin Clan in his lifetime.

He would act a step faster, strike first, and deliver a fierce blow directly.

"What are you Lin Clan people doing in here, looking for your ancestor's corpse?"

Who knew that the blood-colored phantom, after hearing Lin Xiao's words, did not attack, but looked at Lin Xiao and asked somewhat strangely.

"That's right, I was ordered by my Clan's Old Ancestor to enter this Ancient Desolate Small World to retrieve the remains of my Lin Clan's ancestor."

Seeing that the blood-colored phantom did not attack them, Lin Xiao couldn't help but speak honestly.

"So that's how it is." The blood-colored phantom nodded thoughtfully.

Then he couldn't help but look at Lin Xiao excitedly and asked, "Are only you Lin Clan people here? Or have people from other forces also come in?"

Lin Xiao saw that the blood-colored phantom in front of him did not seem to have any intention of acting.

So he roughly explained the situation of the Ancient Desolate Small World to him.

After Lin Xiao finished speaking, the blood-colored phantom couldn't help but murmur thoughtfully.

"Cultivators from various forces in the Ancient Desolate Dao Domain have almost all arrived. It seems this Blood Spirit Realm will become lively soon."

"Alas, but it's a pity, even if they all come, what then? They still can't get out anyway."

The blood-colored phantom sighed as he spoke.

As he spoke, Lin Xiao even detected a hint of disappointment in his blood-red eyes.

Lin Xiao didn't need to think much to know that the Blood Spirit Realm was the blood-colored phantom's name for this Ancient Desolate Small World.

But as for other matters, Lin Xiao was a bit confused.

The blood-colored phantom, seeing Lin Xiao's perplexed expression at this moment, couldn't help but smile.

"Let me introduce myself first. This Old Ancestor is named Xue Qianliu, titled Blood Flow Sage, and is the Old Ancestor of the Blood River Sect."

"I am also an old acquaintance of your Lin Clan's Old Ancestor Bai Yun. For you to meet this Old Ancestor today can be considered a kind of fate."

"Blood River Sect?" Lin Xiao was stunned when he heard this name.

Information about this Sect quickly surfaced in his mind.

The Blood River Sect was a Ghost Cultivator Sect. Although its strength couldn't compare to the Eight Immortal Forces of the Ancient Desolate Dao Domain, overall, it was still very good.

Moreover, the Blood River Sect had been an allied Sect of the Lin Clan since ancient times, and their relationship had always been harmonious for millions of years.

Now, entering this Ancient Desolate Small World, the first fallen Saint they encountered was the Old Ancestor of the Blood River Sect, which was indeed a bit of fate.

"Then, may I ask, Senior Blood Flow, do you know where my Clan's Old Ancestor's body fell?" Lin Xiao asked.

He thought to himself that since this Saint of the Blood River Sect had experienced the same battle as his own Old Ancestor millions of years ago, perhaps he might know where his Old Ancestor's body was now.

"You don't need to look for him, that old immortal of your family is still alive," the Blood Flow Sage said without thinking after hearing Lin Xiao's words.

Hearing this, Lin Xiao and the two others were all dumbfounded.

"What? My Clan's Old Ancestor isn't dead? But he isn't a Ghost Cultivator," Lin Xiao said.

"That's right, Senior, you wouldn't be lying to us, would you?" Lin Kuang said, frowning.

Lin Yi, meanwhile, looked at the Blood Flow Sage without speaking.

If their Old Ancestor was really not dead, then what did Old Ancestor Bai Yun's words to them before they set off mean?

Therefore, Lin Xiao strongly suspected that this so-called Blood Flow Sage in front of him was deceiving them.

"You all, I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you in such a hurry?" The Blood Flow Sage said with a laugh, looking at their expressions.

He began to recount the various events that had occurred in this Ancient Desolate Small World after the Saint War millions of years ago.