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  On the platform above the Blood Pool, both Gui Li and Mr. Gui looked up at the suspended Fulong Ding in mid-air, but their expressions and eyes were completely different. Gui Li was shocked with a hint of astonishment, while Mr. Gui's eyes behind his black veil were filled with an excited and joyful gaze.

  The loss of the Qian Kun lock, the last and most important nail, seemed to have completely revived the mysterious power of the Fulong Mountain at this moment. The crimson blood energy was frantically surging and churning, and that demonic face also seemed to have gained life, with a flowing light, a pair of blood-red eyes were trembling slightly as if they had spirituality.

  A generally intangible but terrifying feeling of oppression, emanating endlessly from mid-air, almost making people unable to breathe.

  Gui Lie regained his composure from the shock, turned around and shouted at Gui Xian: "What have you done?!" However, Gui Xian seemed to be oblivious to Gui Lie's angry shout. His eyes were filled with excitement and a hint of madness as he took a few steps forward and suddenly knelt down in mid-air towards the Fow Dragon Cauldron. Gui Lie was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes at the sight of this black figure.

  Under the astonished gaze of Gui Li, Ghost Mr. stretched out his arms and shouted loudly: "Shura!"

  "Boom!" A terrifyingly loud noise, as if a terrible demon was awakened from its sleep, spread out from the Fulong Cauldron, and the stone walls of the cave simultaneously emitted a cracking sound. Countless huge boulders collapsed and fell down, while the blood water in the giant blood pool below seemed to be pulled by a powerful force. Amidst the deafening roar, more than a dozen water columns suddenly shot up into the air, eerie and majestic.

  On the Fulong Cauldron, a faint red shadow appeared. The shadow was vague and seemed to be twisting and struggling, but it was getting clearer and clearer as if it was about to emerge from this place. Even though he was far away, Gui Li felt that terrifying power and the crazy killing intent within it clearly and deeply.

  The demon's eyes stared deeply at the red shadow, his expression changing rapidly several times. He suddenly stomped his foot and his body floated up, heading towards the cave entrance. Although he didn't know what kind of mysterious being was about to emerge, the enormous power it contained was clearly beyond human resistance. If the mysterious乾坤锁 (Qian Kun Lock) from earlier was still around, there might be a chance to turn things around. But since the Qian Kun Lock had been broken by the star disk, Gui Lie made up his mind and left the place immediately.

  He is no longer the simple and passionate young man he used to be, who would sacrifice everything for justice. In his heart, perhaps he does not fear death, but there are things more important than death.

  The earthquakes around him grew more intense with the appearance of that eerie red shadow, and just now, he had been feeling an uneasy feeling in his heart. This unprecedented change within Huqi Mountain, would it put Biyao in danger?

  At this moment, the feeling of unease in his heart grew stronger, and he unintentionally got entangled here, determined to leave. As for the people in this place, except for him, Mr. Gui was obviously putting all his energy on that mysterious red shadow at this moment, ignoring Gui Lian's departure. Under the illumination of the crimson light, his eyes seemed to have turned red as well.

  "Shura......" He raised his hand and shouted loudly towards the sky.

  The ghost's figure flashed by, and the strange cry of Mr. Gui still echoed in his ears, making him feel shocked and uncertain. For ten years, Mr. Gui had been mysterious and unpredictable within the Gui Wang Sect, with a profound understanding of Taoism and knowledge that even he had to be wary of. Who would have thought that today he would turn into such a strange creature? As he pondered, his figure moved incredibly fast, and he was about to flash out of the entrance of the Blood Pool Cave.

  Just then, a blood-curdling scream suddenly came from behind.

  "Ah......" The cry was sharp and piercing, the voice full of terror, despair, incredulity and sorrow, and Gu Lian heard it clearly, and to his surprise, it was actually Mr. Gui's voice.

  This sudden change occurred, one after another, under the eerie and shocking gaze, he involuntarily stopped in his tracks and turned around to look back. This glance, however, made him shudder again, drawing in a breath of cold air.

  Mr. Gui's black body was still the same as before, kneeling down to the Fú Lóng Dǐng in mid-air and the mysterious red shadow on it, but at this moment his originally raised hands had slowly fallen down, powerless, landing on the ground. A huge deep-red tentacle, sharp as a knife around its edges, stabbed out from the red shadow on the Fú Lóng Dǐng, like a giant scythe, stabbing into Mr. Gui's back and piercing through his chest, with such great force that it deeply pierced the hard ground beneath him, causing all the rocks within a six-foot radius to shatter.

  That mysterious and eerie red shadow, was actually using a terrifying scythe-like hand to pin Mr. Ghost to the ground, fresh blood gushing out of his wounds, instantly dyeing the ground beneath him crimson. "Ahh..." Mr. Ghost gasped heavily, his body trembling violently, and after a moment, that seemingly merciless giant hand suddenly pulled back, withdrawing its power, which sent the already weak Mr. Ghost flying into the air.

  Blood splattered everywhere, sweeping across the sky with a hint of desolation. No one could have imagined that Mr. Gui, who had just escaped from the heavenly lock, would become the first sacrifice to the mysterious red shadow devil!

  The ghost was almost subconscious, his body jumped up and caught Mr. Gui in mid-air, the black veil on his face was still there, but it had already been stained with deep red by the blood he spat out. Ghost Ji looked at his chest silently for a moment, then turned his eyes away. The wound was so huge that it almost cut Mr. Gui into two segments, and no matter what, he couldn't survive. Just a moment ago, the person who was still standing beside him was now in this state, and Ghost Ji didn't know what to say for a while.

  Hugging the remains of Mr. Gui, Gui Lie Luo returned to the platform near the cave entrance, far away from that terrifying red shadow. At this moment, Mr. Gui in his arms was already breathing more out than in, but under such severe injuries, suddenly, Mr. Gui actually started laughing softly.

  That laughter was full of bitter meaning, filled with self-mockery and helplessness, but his laughter only lasted for a moment before being interrupted by more severe coughing and vomiting blood.

  The ghost gently put him on the ground, and immediately looked vigilantly at the mysterious red shadow in the distance. The red shadow, wrapped in countless clusters of blood gas, was constantly twisting and changing, but did not seem to have any intention of making a move towards the cave entrance, perhaps due to the distance between them.

  The demon looked back at Mr. Gui, fell silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Do you have anything else to say?" Mr. Gui was panting heavily, the light in his eyes had begun to dim noticeably, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, laughing bitterly and intermittently: "I... I have nothing to say, this is all... fate, retribution... retribution... ah..."

  His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his face was complex. Although he had been hostile to Mr. Gui more often than friendly since the beginning, at this moment when Mr. Gui was dying, his mood suddenly became complicated. He wanted to say something comforting to him, but couldn't think of anything suitable to comfort Mr. Gui at this moment.

  Just as the seriously injured Mr. Gui's breathing was gradually weakening, suddenly, this dying person seemed to have remembered something, and with a burst of strength from who-knows-where in his battered body, he grabbed Ghost Ji's hand fiercely.

  The ghost was startled and looked at him in surprise, saying: "What?"

  "You... go... find... him..." Mr. Gui was in agony, his voice hoarse and strained, each word seemingly torturing him, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to say his final words to Gui Li.

  Although Gui Li was made of iron and stone, he couldn't help but change color, and solemnly said: "Speak, who do you want me to find?"

  "Find... small... ring..."

  Gui Lian's body shook, and he couldn't have imagined that Mr. Gui would say such a thing at the moment of his death, with an incredulous tone, "Looking for Xiaohuan? What for?"

  Mr. Gui's grip on Gui Lie's hand loosened slowly, but he still struggled to say each word:

  "Call... her... go... save... save... save..."

  After mentioning the word "rescue", Mr. Ghost seemed to have exhausted all his strength, the light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer, and he slowly softened down, even his breathing sound could no longer be heard.

  Guilei and Xiaohuan have a deep connection, and he has always been very fond of this little girl, with a feeling of treating her as his sister. At this moment, hearing Mr. Guilei's last words were about Xiaohuan, and seeing Mr. Guilei struggling to say something so strenuously, it was clear that the matter was of great importance.

  But just as Mr. Gui was halfway through his sentence, he suddenly looked like he was about to leave this world behind. Guilian's heart skipped a beat and she hastily leaned in close, pressing her ear against Mr. Gui's lips and shouting: "Who is it that you want Xiaohuan to save? Tell me quickly!"

  Mr. Gui's lips moved, as if he had heard Gui Jie's cries, took a few rapid breaths, and then in a voice that Gui Jie could barely hear, struggled to say his last words: "Save... Qing... Yun... Hou... Shan..."

  As the words trailed off, they became increasingly inaudible. After uttering a barely audible "mountain", Mr. Gui's body suddenly shook violently, then relaxed completely, his breathing ceased, and he passed away.

  The ghost was stunned for a moment, and slowly put Mr. Ghost's body on the ground, with all sorts of questions in his mind, Qingyun Hou Shan?

  What does this mean, if the news is true, then Mr. Ghost's last words should be referring to Qingyun Mountain, but Qingyun Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, with peaks rising and falling, so where did this "back mountain" come from? The Qingyun Gate occupies the highest seven peaks among them, each peak has its own "back mountain", but what does it mean to go rescue the back mountain of Qingyun?

  The ghost master said that in general, he had already passed away. The ghost hesitated for a moment, then sighed and looked at the deceased ghost master. He saw that his eyes were still half-open, so he reached out to close them, saying in a low voice: "If I have the chance to meet Little Ring, I'll pass on this message for you. It's just that your words are unclear, and she might not understand either."

  He stood up, looked into the distance, and saw that more than half of the red shadow on the Fulong Cauldron had taken shape, its body as red as blood, but its head was still shrouded in a mass of bloody gas, making it impossible to see clearly. Gu Lian's eyebrows furrowed, unwilling to linger any longer, and turned to leave, but suddenly his heart moved, and his footsteps paused again.

  At this moment, a thought suddenly emerged in his heart, like an irresistible temptation.

  He turned around and looked at the corpse of Mr. Gui, who had already died. The black figure still covered his face with a black veil. Ghost stared at the black veil for a moment, and suddenly he wanted to lift it up and see what kind of face was underneath.

  Just a moment later, he finally gave up the idea and turned to leave.

  When Gui Li left the Blood Pool Cave, the little gray creature on his shoulder called out in a low voice. Gui Li remained silent, although he also felt some reluctance towards the four spiritual beasts in the blood pool. At this moment, the place behind him was truly one of the most dangerous places in the world. Even with his current cultivation level, Gui Li couldn't help but wonder if he had any chance of winning against that terrifying and mysterious power.

  The stone walls and ground around were still trembling, although he knew that Bi Yao had the Ghost King personally guarding her side, nothing unexpected should happen, but Gui Lian's heart was still a little anxious. This was an unprecedented disaster, and obviously at this moment, the mysterious formation set up by the Ghost King seemed to be out of control, with Mr. Gui being the best example.

  No matter what, even if Gui Wang opposes it, let's take Bi Yao and leave this place first!

  The situation in Hokyakusan is really too dangerous.

  The ghost was calculating in his heart, and his shadow also accelerated, rushing towards the road he came from. In a flash, he arrived at the fork in the road with two entrances. He was about to rush into the entrance of the cave when he suddenly stopped, only to find that the originally dark cave passage had flashed a red light, which was rapidly approaching him.

  The ghost's heart moved, and he didn't know how, but suddenly, as if subconsciously, his body turned around and flashed into another passageway, hiding in a dark corner with his back against the wall, holding his breath. At the same time, he quietly hugged the little gray on his shoulder and covered its mouth with his hand.

  Xiao Hui suddenly became spiritual and seemed to understand something. She immediately calmed down and climbed into Gui Li's arms, not moving at all.

  The passageway fell into a brief silence, but the silence did not last long. A moment later, a loud whooshing sound came from that passageway, accompanied by very heavy panting sounds, which somehow made people feel more like beasts than humans.

  "Bang!" A tall figure flashed through the corridor and landed on the ground. From behind, it was unmistakably Gui Wang, but the person in front of him now was completely different from the usual Gui Wang. His clothes were somehow tattered, and his limbs and torso seemed to have an unusual bulge that made them appear larger than before.

  There were constant low-pitched "crackling" sounds coming from the Ghost King's body, and it was unclear what they were, but a very familiar scent wafted out of his body.

  Strong bloody smell!

  The ghostly figure gazed coldly at the silhouette in the dark corner!

  The Demon King didn't stay in place for too long, after landing he glanced around and then walked towards the red glow at the far end of the platform. He walked quickly, with a sense of urgency, as if there was something ahead that he eagerly desired, to the point where he didn't even carefully examine the strange bloodstains on the ground. After the Demon King's figure disappeared into the dark red glowing cave, Demon Ji slowly emerged from the darkness, gazing at the spot, his eyes flashing with an otherworldly light, who knows what he was thinking in his heart.

  Xiao Hui slowly climbed up from his arms and sat on his shoulders, softly calling out twice.

  The demon was silent for a moment, just about to turn around, but suddenly shook violently, his face changed greatly, and the Fox Qi Mountain began to shake. The situation was strange and precarious, with danger lurking everywhere. Yet, at this time, the Demon King appeared alone, surrounded by an aura of evil energy that was vastly different from his usual self.

  But what about Biyao...

  At this time, Gui Wang went to the Blood Pool, so who would be guarding Bi Yao?

  His face suddenly lost all its color, turning deathly pale, his mind buzzing with activity. He didn't dare hesitate for a moment, and like a bolt of lightning, he sprang up and dashed into the passageway, speeding away.

  All the way, he kept muttering in his heart: Biyao...Biyao...you mustn't get into trouble...

  The entire Mount Hōki was trembling, this was the feeling of a ghost flying through the passage. So far, the duration of this earthquake had already far exceeded that of the past, and at this moment, there was still no sign of stopping. On the contrary, the feeling from the ground and the surrounding stone walls indicated that the shock was still intensifying.

  The distant and near were all transmitting the strange sounds of collapse, making people's hearts tremble with fear. After Guili escaped from that dark passage and rushed out of the Ghost King's stone chamber, the tunnels in front of him within the Ghost King Sect had already been destroyed beyond recognition.

  Everywhere were boulders that had fallen from the stone walls, and what was once a clear path was now a winding trail of potholes and rock piles, with even more and larger boulders constantly falling from the stone walls.

  The loud rumbling sound coming from deep within the mountain, mixed with the earthquake, made people feel that unknown horror even more.

  As the ghostly energy dissipated, he soon discovered that countless Ghost King Sect disciples were rushing out of the tunnels like frantic and terrified ants, recklessly dashing towards the exit of the cave. The sect's usual strict rules had lost all their effectiveness at this critical moment of life and death, and no one cared about them anymore.

  The crowd converged into a river, and Gui Li's urgent footsteps were quickly blocked by the crowd. At this time, everyone was fleeing for their lives, no one cared about his title as Vice Sect Master, and no one gave way to him.

  Apart from humans, it's still humans.

  Kui's urgent and anxious figure strode forward, pushing aside the bodies of unknown people to squeeze ahead, but in front of him were still people, and soon, Kui's profound aura also gathered a large number of fleeing Ghost King Sect disciples.

  He was like a small, angry fish in the midst of an enormous school of deep-sea fish, struggling desperately to push and squeeze his way out, but the crowd around him was so dense that even just a few feet above people's heads, you could still see human bodies.

  Bì Yáo...

  Underfoot, another violent shock suddenly occurred, this shock was so severe that the crowded crowd involuntarily fell to one side, amidst the chaos, there were cries of fear and loud roars, as well as painful screams coming from all directions, in the frantic flow of people, someone fell down, trampled to death in pain and terror.

  His eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was dry and his tongue was parched. Even a slight dizziness had begun to emerge in his mind. What lay ahead, what awaited him?

  Bi Yao...... He was desperately calling out in his heart.

  It wasn't easy, but as the crowd surged past this passageway, Gui Li turned a corner and found himself at a fork in the road. The Ice Stone Chamber and the Ghost King's Chamber were quite some distance apart, so for now, he just had to follow this path back and forth until he reached the end. However, just as Gui Li was about to turn around, he looked ahead and his body stiffened, with a hint of despair on his face.

  On this road, countless Ghost King Sect disciples were also squeezed together, desperately rushing outward. The ghostly figure from earlier was slow, but still moving forward with the momentum, yet now it had to move against the tide of people. Looking at the faces of those in front who were almost driven mad by fear, Gui Li's heart sank. The ground shook and strange noises continued as people fled in madness and despair. Behind the crowd, in that desolate stone chamber, how was she doing? Had she been injured by the falling rocks?

  And did she see, a man in the crowded stream loudly scolding, with a madness similar to that of the surrounding fugitives, desperately rushing against the current, getting closer and closer to the icy stone chamber where she was.

  "Boom!"

  A deafening crash burst forth from the crowd, and under the intense tremors, a huge crack on one of the stone walls was like a bursting watermelon skin, crumbling and shattering. Among them, a massive boulder almost as large as the entire passageway came crashing down amidst the crowd.

  In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and more than a dozen people died tragically. The number of injured was countless. In the aftermath of the shock, the terrified crowd rushed forward desperately, only to find their escape route blocked by massive boulders. Behind the rocks, the frightened people let out despairing cries.

  Under the giant stone, a river of bright red blood flowed, dyeing large tracts of land crimson.

  A desperate breath spread among the crowd, people desperately pushed and hit that huge boulder, but the hard and massive rock was not something they could move, still cold and motionless.

  The earthquake and distant rumbling grew fainter, carrying with it an air of death that seemed to be receding further and further away.

  At this moment, the person closest to the giant stone suddenly felt a chill of cold air coming from the front, and after a moment, a series of intense explosions burst out from inside the giant stone.

  "Boom!" A loud noise, and the boulder was actually shattered to pieces. Large chunks of rocks fell from the swirling dust, but in the midst of wild joy, who cared about that? They lifted their feet and were ready to charge forward again.

  "Cough, cough..." A faint coughing sound came from behind the swirling dust in front, a figure with seemingly staggering footsteps slowly walked over, dust settling on his face and shoulders, but he didn't raise his hand to wipe it off. On his pale face, an unusual flush appeared, as if exhausted.

  Fierce ghost.

  What greeted him was a pair of surprised eyes, but no one thanked him. Before anyone could feel anything, their minds were once again filled with the idea of escaping, and people began to move around restlessly. Those in front had already started running towards them, and it seemed that the chaotic scene from just before was about to happen all over again.

  "Halt!"

  A thunderous roar that was almost deafening suddenly came from Gui Lie's mouth, which was shrouded in dust. The people in front of him stopped dead in their tracks. At this moment, Gui Lie's identity as the deputy sect master could no longer restrain them; what could intimidate them now was only the threat of death itself.

  The man with blood-red eyes grasped "Soul Devourer" in his hand, and the "Blood Bead" shone with a bloody light. It was running to the extreme, cold killing intent surged like a tide, and an equally cold voice came from his body.

  "Who dares to block my way again? The stone just now is your fate!"

  The crowd was stunned, the still-rolling dust and smoke making everyone believe in the ghost's danger, and his eyes with a crazy blood-red glow made it impossible to ignore his threat. Silently, the crowd gave him a narrow path in the crowded corridor, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, yet already at its limit.

  Guilei didn't say anything else, he strode away, squeezing into the crowd, rushing towards the direction of the Ice Stone Chamber.

  At the front of the crowd, at its very end, there was still one person waiting for him...

  No matter what, he must get past!

  He clenched his teeth tightly, and his lips had unconsciously oozed out fine bloodstains, looking quite frightening. The people around him didn't dare to look straight into his eyes, everyone avoided him as if he were an evil spirit.

  He didn't care about anything, he just ran with all his might, pushing aside everyone in his way, along the narrow and winding path that seemed to be on the verge of being submerged by the crowd at any moment, taking big strides against the tide.

  In this world, how many people are truly worth caring about?

  Suddenly, from the depths of the ground beneath their feet, a loud rumbling sound echoed once again. A moment later, another intense earthquake struck, causing the stone walls to shake violently. Large boulders fell one after another, mercilessly crushing people in the crowd. Everywhere, there were cries and wails of despair. In an instant, the violent tremors made it almost impossible for anyone to stand upright, with people stumbling about in all directions.

  It was unclear who let out a loud cry of extreme fear and charged forward recklessly, but after a moment, everyone else did the same, completely forgetting about other dangers.

  The narrow path in front of him, which was already precarious, suddenly disappeared, and countless people swarmed in, forming a terrifying torrent that instantly engulfed Gui Li. He desperately rushed in another direction. Gui Li's eyes were about to split apart, and he let out a loud roar, his killing intent surging greatly. His left hand suddenly stretched out, grabbing a fleeing Ghost King Zong disciple like a chicken and pulling him in front of him. At the same time, his right hand raised the Soul Slayer high, ready to strike down and kill to establish dominance.

  In the faint red glow, the blood bead flickered with an eerie light, illuminating that fear-filled young face. He was a teenager, pale-faced, his body trembling non-stop due to excessive fear, his teeth chattering with cold sweat, only in his eyes, still shining with a weak light.

  That's the residual instinct for life's yearning!

  In that instant, it was as if the icy killing intent and the madness in his heart had solidified, and the faint, flickering glow of a devouring soul appeared. Amidst the sea of people, at the end of the crowd, who else was gazing out into the distance?

  The blood-red glare faded quietly from the fierce eyes, replaced by a faint glimmer of tears. He released his grip, letting go of the cowering youth, and suddenly let out a loud roar, as if his soul was being torn apart like the wind, swiftly piercing through the air, shattering stone, and stabbing into the hard rock wall beside him.

  The ghost clutched the soul-eater tightly, stuck close to the stone wall, and buried its head deep in the darkness.

  The crowd surged like a torrent of water from behind him, countless bodies squeezed him, pressed him, collided with him and crushed him, yet he stood still, as if transformed into an inanimate rock, silently waiting.

  That young man was swept away by the crowd, his body involuntarily surging forward. However, in that turbulent sea of people, he kept turning back, with an unusual gleam in his youthful eyes. In the crowded seams of people, he desperately searched for that one lonely and resilient figure, but that figure soon disappeared into the ocean of people, never to be seen again.

  It was unclear how much time had passed, but the chaotic tide of fleeing people finally subsided. In the swirling dust and smoke, a figure slowly emerged from the stone wall, just as they were about to take a step, their legs suddenly gave way, and they almost fell over.

  The demon took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and finally managed to hold on. His clothes, especially the part on his back, were now tattered and worn out, as if countless wild beasts had trampled over him. Even with his cultivation, his face was deathly pale.

  But he didn't intend to stop and rest, on the contrary, the anxious color on his face became more intense, there was no longer a crowd of fugitives in front of him, he stepped forward, stumbling somewhat towards the end of the passage.

  Biyao...

  It seems like there's some darkness ahead for some reason.

  He panted, running through the passage, with increasingly severe damage to the stone walls around him, and the collapsed rubble was reflected in his eyes, only adding to the anxiety in his heart.

  At last, he saw the entrance of the Ice Stone Chamber from afar, but immediately froze, his face turning even paler. From a distance, he distinctly remembered that there was a new stone gate at the entrance, but now it was a mess of rubble and shattered stones scattered all over the ground. Could it be...

  The ghost was so fierce that he didn't dare think about it anymore, and he could only take big strides with all his might to sweep away.

  Suddenly, just as he moved his body, without any warning, the rumbling strange sounds and violent earthquakes from deep underground in Fox Qi Mountain stopped instantly.

  One moment it was a chaotic din, the next an eerie silence, the contrast between the two was too strong, making it almost unbearable.

  The ghostly figure paused for a moment in mid-air, but continued to rush forward. In this sudden silence, the long corridor was left with only one lonely figure, dashing towards the depths of the mountain's belly.

  Behind him, deep darkness slowly surged up, rolling in, without a single sound.

  He rushed to the entrance of the stone room, grabbed the hard door frame with one hand, and his joints turned white from exertion as he looked inside.

  The world was still, silent, and devoid of any sound or scenery. In his eyes, at this moment, there was only the empty ice stone pedestal in the cold ice stone chamber.

  A desolate and empty... stone pedestal!

  It was as if all his strength had been suddenly drained away, his body went limp, the world spun and shook, and that sole cry for help echoed frantically in his mind.

  Biyao...

  The ghost slowly stood up and walked into the stone room. Due to the countless strong shocks, this icy stone room was also full of scars. Broken rocks fell to the ground everywhere, the four walls cracked, and there were countless large and small cracks. Even the floor that was usually swept clean had accumulated a thick layer of dust.

  Even the empty ice stone platform nearby had more than a dozen large and small rocks falling around it, with several of them directly hitting the platform. The chaotic scene in front of him seemed to have turned into sharp knives, piercing fiercely towards Gui Li's heart. He stumbled along, panting heavily, his body swaying precariously.

  Of course, his eyes swept over a certain place in the stone room, and suddenly he froze for a moment. After that, his body began to tremble, and on that side was the most severely damaged corner of the icy stone room. The fallen rocks were piled up into a small mountain about half a person high, and under the stone mortar, under a large stone, a green skirt was exposed.

  Green, one corner of clothes...

  He suddenly rushed forward like a madman, pounced on the pile of stones in front of him, pushed open the rocks one by one, and desperately dug and scratched. The sharp edges of the stones cut his palms bloody, but he seemed to have no feeling at all.

  At last he moved away the final and largest boulder, then he was stunned.

  He slowly crouched down...

  In front of him, in a corner of green clothes.

  It was just a corner of green clothes.

  His gaze slowly moved, looking around the hem of this piece of clothing, but on the dusty ground, many footprints strangely appeared. These footprints were big and small, but the ghost knew clearly that these things shouldn't be here.

  The icy stone chamber, originally only he and the Ghost King could come to the entire Ghost King Sect, while a few others who could come, such as Mr. Gui, were either with him or not in Huqi Mountain at this moment.

  So why would someone sneak into this place when everyone is fleeing in panic?

  The next moment, Gui Li's face suddenly turned pale, and almost subconsciously, he had already thought of the answer.

  "Jasmine Bell".

  In the demonic teachings, everyone knows that the Huixiang Bell is a rare and extraordinary treasure of the demonic teachings, even comparable to the Xueyuzhu of the black-hearted old man in the heyday of the demonic teachings. Under the temptation of greed, could it be...

  Gui Li didn't think about it anymore, his mind suddenly went blank.

  Deep in his heart, something quietly broke and shattered, that was the last thread holding up the pillar of his ocean of thoughts, a delicate silken thread, yet bearing the weight of a thousand jun.

  Nothing is left...

  Finally, nothing was left...

  It was like a dream, he suddenly had that green figure in his mind, the smile was forever so beautiful and gentle. His body was getting colder and colder, the chill came from all sides, only that figure was warm, that smile was the last warmth on his heart, but slowly, his body faded away, gradually disappearing, even the remaining warmth slowly disappeared...

  A silence as cold as death, like a chill tide from some unknown place in memory, swept over him and engulfed him.

  Bì Yáo...

  The name he called out in his heart at last.

  The next moment, he fainted and his whole body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

  The entire Ghost King Sect cave was now devoid of a single figure, and in an eerie silence, suddenly, from the depths of Huqi Mountain, a shocking and earth-shaking roar burst forth.

  "Boom!"

  In an instant, the entire Fox Qi Mountain began to shake violently, a massive force burst forth from deep within the earth, causing stone walls to collapse everywhere, and countless cracks opened up on the ground. This time, however, those cracks revealed a terrifying red glow emanating from within.

  A bloody aura permeates every corner.

  More and more ground, as if unable to withstand the erosion of that terrible power, collapsed one after another. The red glow grew stronger and larger, until later, even entire stone walls collapsed downwards, falling into that patch of red light.

  Fearsome roars and maniacal laughter, as if devils from the depths of hell were resurrected, echoing deep within the crimson shadows.

  Gradually, a huge deep hole was formed, and red blood spurted out from the big hole. On the periphery of the deep hole, more and more ground stone blocks continued to collapse, continuously expanding this terrible deep hole.

  In the distant ice stone chamber, the ground and stone walls were also violently shaking, with stones constantly falling down, some of which heavily hit Ghostly's body that was pounced on the ground, but his body didn't move at all, without any reaction. Outside the stone chamber, a terrifying power from afar seemed to be approaching step by step. At this moment, suddenly, a white figure appeared at the entrance of the ice stone chamber, surprisingly it was Xiao Bai. She frowned with a solemn expression, looking into the stone chamber, when she saw that there was nothing on the stone platform, her face also turned pale instantly, then she saw Ghostly lying unconscious on the other side of the stone chamber.

  No more hesitation, Xiaobai rushed over and pulled Gui Li's body back, appearing in front of her was a pale and desperate face, the touch of his hand was icy cold, almost making Xiaobai think she was holding a dead person.

  She gritted her teeth, her eyes darting around, and suddenly saw that Gui Li was tightly grasping something in his hand, which turned out to be a tattered green cloth fragment. Her mind quickly turned, and she understood seven or eight parts of it. Suddenly, her eyes also reddened.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!......"

  However, the world was so cruel that it didn't even allow them time to grieve. The ground beneath Fox Hill Mountain erupted again with a series of deafening roars. After a violent earthquake, Xiao Bai suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet trembling and slowly sinking down. A red glow burst out from the large crack in the ground, accompanied by an extremely hot airflow.

  What flowed beneath his feet was as if it were the most scorching magma.

  Xiao Bai let out a cry of surprise, not at all like his usual self. With a light shout, he picked up Gui Li's body and with both feet on a boulder, he had already flown out of the icy stone chamber. Just as they were about to leave, the icy stone chamber suddenly collapsed, falling into that terrifying red haze.

  But after going out, Xiao Bai's face turned even paler. The scene outside was worse than the icy stone room. A massive deep pit had been expanding at an increasingly rapid speed, and now not only the ground but also the surrounding stone walls and even the huge rocks above were falling down one after another. Xiao Bai jumped and ran among the remaining rocks, occasionally glancing down to see endless blood-red light below, extremely hot, and indeed a large amount of magma was surging in the midst of the bloody glow.

  There were fewer and fewer places to land, and the remaining ones were also rapidly collapsing. Xiao Bai gritted her teeth tightly, holding onto Gui Li's body as they flew at high speed. At this critical moment of life and death, when every second counted, Xiao Bai suddenly felt a faint light shining through from above. She quickly looked up, only to see that where there was originally a thick layer of rock on the top, after large-scale collapses, amidst the apocalyptic scene of giant rocks falling like rain, there were a few narrow crevices that let in the brightness of the sky.

  Was it that the entire Fox Hill wine cellar had collapsed, revealing an empty hole?

  A resolute glint flashed across Xiao Bai's face, and with a heavy tap of her foot on the last remaining rock that was supporting her, she sprang upwards, flying towards the top. The rock beneath her feet finally collapsed and fell into the red glow, leaving no way to retreat.

  Molten lava, like an enraged giant, began to roar, slowly surging up, churning and boiling. Beneath the lava, a massive force seemed to be driving it forward. In an instant, the molten lava exploded with a deafening crash, transforming into a colossal torrent that shot upwards.

  A white figure in a crazy scene, with surging magma and hot lava flows below, and giant falling rocks like cotton threads dense as raindrops above. Xiaobai was like a white bird, flapping its wings to fly through the mining storm, desperately flying towards the sky.

  The sky and earth change color, dark clouds are rolling in.

  Once the highest peak within a hundred miles, Fox Qi Mountain was now slowly collapsing downwards amidst a deafening roar and a sky filled with smoke and dust.

  The earth was shaking violently, as if that power made even heaven and earth fearful.

  In the midst of a deafening roar, amidst hundreds of feet high smoke and dust rushing towards the sky, a scorching massive lava flow burst out from underground, shooting straight up into the heavens. And in this awe-inspiring yet terrifying spectacle, beside that colossal lava flow, a small white figure narrowly escaped at the very last moment, flying away from that hellish mountain pass, disappearing into the distance.