374: The stone gate of inheritance, the Qingming vein is coming!

Wen Yuan Temple.

A disturbance also occurred there, and the leader of Wen Yuan Temple was named Liu Mingyuan.

After a series of commotions, a low Buddhist chant finally led to Wen Yuan Temple sending out some people to follow from a distance.

Only Xiaoyao Sect.

Zhang Xinghe, upon learning of Qingming Pulse's movements, made no action.

He did not care about Qingming Pulse's movements, nor did he believe that the Saint Lord Inheritance had truly appeared completely.

If the Saint Lord Inheritance had truly appeared, how could Six Veins assign Six Veins to go alone? This seemed illogical.

The other factions also thought of this, but still sent people to follow.

For a time, within the ruins, undercurrents surged. Chiyun Sword Sect, Yaochi Holy Land, Wen Yuan Temple, and some smaller factions were all alarmed by Qingming Pulse's sudden large-scale action.

They all dispatched personnel, like sharks smelling blood, quietly converging from all directions, constantly monitoring Qingming Pulse's every move.

The people of Qingming Pulse did not know that their actions had already stirred up a storm!

At this moment, Su Lin Yun was rapidly advancing with Black and White Shuangsha, completely unaware of the terrifying force behind them that was powerful enough to crush everything.

She was rapidly moving through the mountains of the ruins, following the increasingly clear and strong calling in her heart.

As she got closer to her destination, Su Lin Yun finally confirmed that what was summoning her was the Saint Lord Inheritance!

The calling originated from deep within her Bloodline, carrying warmth and familiarity, yet also containing supreme majesty and vast power.

It was like an invisible thread, guiding her through broken walls, around mountains and rivers, and across squares filled with Restriction traps. With every step closer, she could feel the dormant Saint Lord Bloodline within her rejoicing, as if a wanderer was about to return home.

"It's close... very close..."

Su Lin Yun's breathing quickened slightly, and her clear, cold eyes gleamed with unprecedented light.

She could feel that the source of the calling was not far ahead, and she could already vaguely see it: an ancient, inconspicuous stone gate half-hidden by huge broken pillars and vines.

The ancient stone gate was already half-ruined, with more than half buried in the dirt, and some crawling insects were still wriggling on it. If not for the pull in her heart, Su Lin Yun probably would not have thought that this was the entrance to the Saint Lord Inheritance!

Su Lin Yun was so excited she was about to scream!

Saint Lord Inheritance! Saint Lord Inheritance! This is the supreme Legacy left by my Chang Sheng Pulse's ancestors!

As long as she obtained it, she would be able to restore Chang Sheng Pulse to its former glory and exact revenge on Six Veins!

She kept accelerating, only wishing to touch the stone gate faster.

The two Black and White Shuangsha behind her were somewhat puzzled. Why did their master suddenly accelerate?

However, they dared not leave Su Lin Yun's three-meter range, so they also quickly accelerated to catch up with her.

In Su Lin Yun's perception, the stone was continuously becoming clearer, and the distance between them was getting shorter.

However, just as she was about a hundred miles away from the stone gate, a sudden change occurred!

"Boom—!!!"

A formidable and irresistible terrifying pressure descended like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens! Accompanying this pressure were countless sharp, piercing sounds of air being torn!

The sky suddenly darkened! Dozens of figures exuding powerful auras, like dark clouds covering the sky, appeared from around Su Lin Yun. As soon as they appeared, they instantly sealed off all space in this area.

The leading person, with his green robe fluttering, had a distorted face and eyes burning with an all-consuming rage, staring intently at Su Lin Yun, as if looking at a dying prey.

It was Su Hongyi!

"Chang Sheng Pulse remnant, Su Lin Yun!"

Su Hongyi deliberately slowed his speech as he uttered these words.

These words were like ice squeezed from the Nine Nether Hell, each word carrying bone-chilling killing intent!

Su Lin Yun also stopped abruptly, looking at the hundreds of Cultivators around her with extreme shock.

"Damn it, damn it! Cursed, just a little bit, just a little bit! Heaven wants to destroy my Chang Sheng Pulse!!!"

Su Lin Yun roared unwillingly in her heart.

When she saw the formation around her, her mood instantly plummeted to rock bottom. This time, it seemed there was truly no way to ascend to heaven or descend to Hell...

But the Black and White Shuangsha following her had no such feeling at all.

The two Black and White Shuangsha looked at the people of Qingming Pulse around them, their eyes showing no ripple of emotion. In fact, if one looked closely, there was even a hint of playfulness deep within their eyes.

......

"Didn't you want to exterminate my entire Qingming Pulse? Now all the high-end combat power of my Qingming Pulse is here. I'd like to see how you're going to exterminate my entire family!"

Behind Su Hongyi, the Elders and elite Disciples of Qingming Pulse descended, forming a fan shape that completely surrounded Su Lin Yun.

Powerful cultivation fluctuations intertwined, forming an invisible net of death that completely sealed off this space.

The air seemed to turn into a viscous swamp, so heavy that it was suffocating.

Su Lin Yun's hand was frozen in mid-air, only a quarter of an hour away from the stone gate that held all her hopes.

She slowly turned around, her beautiful and peerless face devoid of any color, forming a stark contrast with the red dress she wore, but her eyes were as cold as ten-thousand-year-old profound ice.

Su Lin Yun exhaled deeply, slowly closed her eyes, and then abruptly opened them!

At this moment, all the unwillingness and annoyance in Su Lin Yun's eyes had vanished, replaced only by extreme hatred and fury!

Since she couldn't escape, she would die in a blaze of glory!

This was Su Lin Yun's inner thought; she would never compromise in front of her enemies!!

"Qingming Pulse, Sect Master Su Hongyi! The main force that besieged my Chang Sheng Pulse back then!"

Her voice was calm, terrifyingly calm:

"The blood debt of my Chang Sheng Pulse, I will never forget, even if I become a ghost!"

As her words fell, Su Lin Yun's long sword instantly appeared in her hand, a cold light flashed, and Sword Qi surged in an instant, piercing directly towards Su Hongyi.

Su Hongyi, enraged, laughed instead, as if he had heard the greatest joke:

"How can you, a mere remnant of Chang Sheng Pulse who luckily survived, be worthy of discussing blood debts with this Sect Master? Your Sect Master has already fallen!"

"We were able to exterminate your entire Chang Sheng family back then, and today we can make you vanish, body and soul! We let you live for ten years, and you actually think you've become a force to be reckoned with."

"Seize her for me! Remember, I want her alive! I will make her taste all the tortures in the world, then extract her Divine Soul, light it into a soul lamp, and let it burn for eternity!"

"Hahaha! You won't forget, will you? Good, very good! Then you shall carry this precious memory and suffer for all eternity!"