732: Chapter 732 Vengeful Spirits!

Meanwhile, not far away.

"Boom!" With a loud crash, Xiao He's body was slammed heavily onto the ground once again.

The ground was smashed into a deep pit, sending dust flying.

Xiao He lay in the pit, spitting blood, his face deathly pale.

His body was covered in wounds.

His aura was extremely weak.

He had fled very far, but he was still caught.

Immediately, two Jin family guards flashed into view, arriving before Xiao He.

Their Qi and blood surged, and two golden streaks of Spear Qi shot out from their hands.

"Swish—swish—" The Spear Qi tore through the air at incredible speed.

Xiao He had no time to dodge, nor did he have the strength to do so.

"Puchi—puchi—" The two streaks of Spear Qi pierced through Xiao He's body.

Xiao He's eyes widened, his mouth agape, wanting to say something, but he could say nothing.

In the end, he breathed his last.

One of the Jin family guards walked up to Xiao He, crouched down, and searched him thoroughly.

His movements were practiced, searching from top to bottom, left to right, not missing a single corner.

The lining of his robes, the hidden pockets at his waist, the soles of his boots—everything was checked.

Soon, he found a Storage Ring.

The guard picked up the Storage Ring and probed it with his Mental Energy. Inside, he quickly found the Legacy of Grandmaster Duanyue—a simple, ancient bamboo slip engraved with the characters "Duanyue," emitting a faint spiritual light.

"This Xiao He is truly cunning. The Storage Ring he threw out earlier was empty; the Grandmaster's Legacy is here."

This Jin family guard said.

If they hadn't caught up, if they hadn't searched carefully, they might have truly been fooled by Xiao He.

"It's just a pity for those two young people, being framed by Xiao He's scheme." The other guard shook his head and said.

They knew Grandmaster Jinxuan's personality very well; he would likely not be kind to those two young people.

Those two young people were in grave danger.

"Alright, let's head back."

Subsequently, the two put away the bamboo slip and the Storage Ring and flew in the direction of Grandmaster Jinxuan.

However, on the way back, they heard some news from other Martial Artists.

"Have you heard? The Jin family Young Lord, Jin Xuan, is dead!"

"Dead? How did he die?"

"Killed by a young man! That young man is very strong; he killed thirteen Half-step Grandmasters with a single spear strike, then killed Jin Xuan with another!"

"Really? Jin Xuan is a Rank 6 Peak, and he had thirteen Half-step Grandmasters protecting him!"

"Why would I lie to you? I saw it with my own eyes! That young man's Spear Technique was so fierce..."

Upon hearing these words, the two guards' expressions changed simultaneously, and they sped up, flying towards the direction of Grandmaster Jinxuan.

When they arrived back, the place was already deserted.

Only a dozen dried corpses were left, lying scattered on the ground, looking exceptionally ghastly under the moonlight.

Those dried corpses had shriveled skin, atrophied muscles, and twisted faces, as if all their blood had been drained away.

The air was filled with a thick scent of blood and an indescribable, eerie aura.

The two walked up to these dried corpses and began to inspect them one by one.

The first one, a dried corpse, was a Jin family guard.

The second one, a dried corpse, was a Jin family guard.

The third one, a dried corpse, was a Jin family guard.

...

The more they inspected, the worse they felt in their hearts.

Until the very last one—Grandmaster Jinxuan.

His golden robe was soaked through with blood, turning a dark red.

The bloody hole in his chest was still oozing blood.

His face was twisted, his eyes filled with unwillingness and fear.

"Young Lord..."

The two felt deep grief in their hearts.

The dozen or so dried corpses had all been inspected.

Their hearts were filled with great sorrow.

These dried corpses were exactly their Jin family's people!

Thirteen Half-step Grandmasters, one Rank 6 Peak.

Fourteen people, all dead.

Their people had been wiped out.

"Grandmaster Jinxuan was our Jin family's seed for a Grandmaster."

One guard said, his voice trembling.

"In this generation of the Jin family, he was the one with the most hope of achieving a Breakthrough to Grandmaster."

"If the Old Ancestor finds out, he will definitely be furious!"

"Let's go, we must quickly tell the Old Ancestor this news," the other guard said.

"Otherwise, if the Old Ancestor finds out on his own, you and I will not have a good ending!"

"Right, let's go quickly!"

The two dared not delay.

They collected the corpses of Grandmaster Jinxuan and the guards, their forms turning into two streaks of light as they rushed towards the Inner Zone.

In the Inner Zone of the Ruined Battlefield, the Jin family Old Ancestor, Jin Feng, was there.

"If the Old Ancestor finds out the Young Lord is dead..."

The two dared not think any further.

They sped up and disappeared into the horizon.

In the Ruined Battlefield, calm was restored once again.

Only the dark red earth continued to tell the tale of the battle that had just occurred.

...

After experiencing the Jin family incident, Qin Yan and Jiang Li flew for a while longer and finally arrived at the Inner Zone.

During this time, Qin Yan also opened the Storage Ring that Xiao He had thrown to him, probing it with his Mental Energy, and searched it carefully.

The internal space of the ring was not large, about a few zhang square, and it was completely empty inside; there was nothing.

There were no Medicinal Pills, no spirit weapons, no resources, nothing of any value.

"It's empty." Qin Yan threw the Storage Ring to Jiang Li.

Jiang Li took it, probed it with her Mental Energy, and her expression sank as well.

"We've been played." She said.

"That Xiao He deliberately threw out an empty ring to lure Jin Xuan's people into chasing him."

"He himself ran off in another direction with the real Legacy."

"And we became his scapegoats."

Qin Yan nodded, his expression grave.

Seeing this, he and Jiang Li became even more vigilant in their hearts.

This martial world is truly cruel!

Today, they had been blatantly schemed against just like that.

This was only because they were strong and hadn't suffered any losses.

If they had been weak, the situation today might not have been so optimistic!

At best, they would have been robbed; at worst, killed.

That Xiao He had taught this pair of young people a lesson.

People's hearts are unpredictable; one must be on guard.

The two withdrew their thoughts and looked at the environment before them.

Compared to the Outer Zone, the surrounding aura of destruction and blood in the Inner Zone had become significantly thicker.

The two auras intertwined, forming a unique, suffocating pressure.

That pressure was more than a level stronger than in the Outer Zone.

Moreover, from time to time, Resentful Spirits floated in the air, wandering through the Inner Zone.

Those Resentful Spirits had blurry forms and appeared human-shaped.

They drifted slowly in the air, emitting wailing cries, the sounds shrill and piercing, echoing in the night wind.

Some Resentful Spirits wandered alone, some in groups of three or five, and some gathered together, forming a dark, oppressive shadow.

Qin Yan had learned about these Resentful Spirits before.

Before coming to the Ruined Battlefield, he had looked up relevant information.

Resentful Spirits—they were all soldiers who had died here, their hearts filled with accumulated resentment, and after being tempered by this Ruined Battlefield, they were formed.