However, the recovery for the other Three Dragons and Five Elephants may take so ti. Bai Xiao took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the ground.
"Are you ready?"
"Then let’s set off."
Beside him, Canaan opened her eyes and looked at Bai Xiao.
She and Fang Zheng had actually been ready for a while, but they had been waiting for Bai Xiao. There was no other choice; everyone knew who the leader was on this journey.
This journey to the Ancient Loulan Secret Realm is extrely perilous and fraught with difficulties.
The Blood God Six Palaces within the inner area alone are far more dangerous than the last ti she ca. Not to ntion the core area and the ultimate Divine Treasure. If the three wanted to leave unscathed, they had to rely on Bai Xiao’s formidable strength. This is why Canaan had unhesitatingly given all her elixirs to Bai Xiao, knowing full well who would be putting in the effort next.
Half a minute later.
Three powerful figures swiftly left the courtyard, speeding through the white stone arch.
Like arrows released from a bow, they shot straight towards the core area of the Blood God Sect!
...
"Tat-tat-tat..."
A series of flying footsteps overlapped, shooting away.
On both sides, rows of tall buildings flashed by in a blur, with Yin Puppets occasionally dashing out, only to be blasted apart by the three, not slowing them down a whit.
"That’s the core tri-pavilion of the Blood God Sect!"
At the end of a wide main road, everyone stopped.
Canaan raised her arm, pointing towards that area of buildings from a distance.
Among them, three of the tallest pavilions stood towering beneath the sky of ashes. The pavilions were exquisitely carved and painted, with curved eaves. The wood used was the most precious cedar, solid and sturdy, coated with a clear varnish like beeswax. Glazed tiles covered the roof with bronze wind chis swaying.
"Ding-ling-ling... ding-ling-ling..."
Bai Xiao looked up, scanning over the three pavilions forming a triangular formation.
Scripture Pavilion, Treasure dicine Pavilion, Elder Pavilion.
Among them, the Treasure dicine Pavilion appeared dim and dark, like an extrely old building without any special aura surrounding it. The Elder Pavilion was shrouded in a faint red glow, with its doors wide open, as if people had just rushed out. At the edge of the area were evident signs of fierce contention.
Destruction extended all the way, structures collapsed, walls toppled over.
Reaching out towards a large distant plaza.
Only the Scripture Pavilion was covered with red light, its doors tightly shut. The golden plaque on its facade sparkled, as if speaking of its past glory.
"The Divine Treasure has been opened!"
Canaan gazed towards the plaza, discovering a dark void in its center, a sign that the chanism had been activated. The Blood God Sect’s Divine Treasure is located underneath the central plaza, needing the movent of statues from the southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest.
To reach a specific position to open it.
"Most likely, the Candle Sect has already entered the Divine Treasure."
Canaan turned around, her gaze slightly solemn as she spoke to Bai Xiao.
"We need to speed up too!"
Imdiately, the three tapped their feet, their bodies flashing, quickly striding along the passage towards the distant plaza. Their muscles tensed slightly, with qi building within, ready to unleash a powerful attack at the slightest disturbance around them.
However, as they leaped forward hundreds of ters, no Yin Puppets appeared in the vicinity to attack them. The entire street was deserted, eerily silent, with only the dull echo of footsteps resonating, giving off an unsettling feeling.
Canaan glanced sideways.
They had already passed by the Elder Pavilion and the Treasure dicine Pavilion, unimpeded.
"Next, we just need to..."
Canaan’s words were abruptly cut off. She swiftly turned her head, her gaze locking onto the position of the Scripture Pavilion. At the top of the tall pavilion, on the terrace, a blood-red figure suddenly stood silently, head slightly lowered, unmoving.
He silently watched the trio charging towards the plaza.
"That is..."
Canaan felt an extre sense of threat from that figure, every cell in her body trembling. A montary panic and palpitations gripped her heart fiercely, like falling off the edge of a cliff.
"Boom-boom-boom..."
The next second.
An overwhelming blood-colored aura spread, dyeing the sky red, the ground trembling slightly. A hundred ters away, atop the Scripture Pavilion, a blurry but imnsely oppressive human figure stood still. Wisps of blood smoke spread in all directions, perating the air.
"That’s... the Scripture Pavilion Master!"
"The second strongest in the Blood God Sect from that year, the number one under the Grandmaster!"
Canaan exclaid.
"Careful!!!"
...
Swish!
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
A sweep of blood light, like the sky falling, turned the entire area into Asura Hell, with dense blood light steaming everywhere. An extrely terrifying will engulfed them, carrying a savage and sharp aura akin to a wild beast.
This entire area seed to manifest unknown changes.
Walls, a whole street, pavilions, all rapidly disintegrated under so unknown force, turning into clouds of dust-like particles, rising towards the sky, gathering into a cloud.
"!!!"
In Canaan’s intensely constricted pupils, a blood-colored teor-like figure flew towards them, tracing a long arc in mid-air. The figure moved ever so slowly, yet exuded an aura of extre destruction.
Peak Faction Master!
A top expert at the level of a First-rank Sect Leader!
Attacking them with all his might!
"No!"
From Canaan’s throat ca two overlapping cries of unwillingness.
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