The arrow pierced through the air in a straight line, its tip empty, resistance suddenly decreased, as if it had pierced something.

  The originally pitch-black underground suddenly appeared with a large amount of purple light, dazzling and eye-catching.

  "Sizzling!"

  Yanzhao Song and Ah Hu were in the midst of a hail of bullets, and they could also hear a string of crackling electrical sounds beside their ears.

  The two of them narrowed their eyes slightly, then opened them again, and suddenly saw a huge empty cave in the rock layer beneath the ground.

  In the empty underground cave, a purple lightning bolt floated in mid-air at the center. With this as the center, layers of purple lightning bolts danced non-stop in space.

  On the four walls of the cave, a faint and mysterious pattern emerged, with a serene and peaceful spiritual energy.

  Red and white intertwined, as if flames and snowflakes merged together.

  Two kinds of spiritual energy, severe cold and extreme heat, gather together, with the purple lightning guarding the center, yet preventing the thunder and lightning from leaking out.

  At the same time, cold and heat mutually harmonize, without a single thread of chill or warmth escaping outward.

  In the center, the most dazzling purple lightning, surrounded by a group of light fog, like a violent thundercloud.

  In the center of the thundercloud, a purple gemstone appeared and disappeared, about the size of a human fist.

  Yanzhao Ge looked at the treasure and snapped his fingers: "As expected."

  "Rumor has it that the sacred sword fragment obtained by Da Bei Lao Ren turned into a purple gemstone, surrounded by thunderbolts, but it's only about the size of an egg. This one is much larger than that."

  "Is this another fragment of the Sacred Sword?"

  Yanzhao Song said: "That's right, I think the autonomous spiritual energy of this holy soldier fragment was stronger back then. After Dabei Lao Ren found it, he couldn't take it in."

  "So he set up a spiritual array here and tried to use the water mill technique to slowly refine it through time."

  Yanzhao Song gazed around, looking at the intertwined ice and fire spiritual patterns: "What a pity that his lifespan has reached its end, unable to wait for the day when refinement is complete."

  "Ah Hu stuttered and asked: "G...young master, is it true that you inferred this from the words left on the coffin of the Great Compassionate Old Man?"

  He now understands why Yan Zhao Ge was simulating Da Bei's spiritual array in the void before.

  It was just to serve as a guide, borrowing the traces left by Da Bei Lao Ren, and leading Zuo Ci here.

  Yanzhao Song shrugged: "Anyway, it's about dodging the pursuit of molten lava and going deep underground, so I might as well try to find something."

  "The flame characters on the coffin, after many years, still do not disperse, it can be seen that the great sorrow of the old man's heart at that time was so strong, almost to the point of obsession."

  "To the point where his spirit was refined to this extent at the moment of his death." Yanzhao Song looked at the purple gem in the thundercloud and sighed, "We can also be considered as inheriting the legacy of our predecessors."

  Whether it was the holy soldier fragment that Lin Zhou had stepped on first or the one in front of him now, both were ground and refined by Da Bei Old Man.

  Otherwise, it would be difficult for even a great Dabizi old man to grasp and obtain the cultivation of the Great Master's realm, let alone a master of martial arts.

  "Sir, although I haven't seen the other piece of the Sacred Artifact, judging from rumors and looking at this fragment in front of us, it seems they come from the same Sacred Artifact."

  Yanzhao Song looked at the thundercloud and his voice was slightly ethereal: "Not bad, it's the same thing."

  "Its name is, Eye of the Thunder Emperor, also known as the Thunder Emperor's Pupil."

  The Swallow Zhao song came out of the earth, his body shape rose upwards, his feet stepped on empty space, close to that purple gem.

  As soon as he appeared, a burst of crackling sounds echoed through the surrounding space, and then strips of electric snakes emerged from thin air, striking him in unison!

  The Swallow Zhao song is calm and unhurried, stretching out his hand in the air to draw, writing the spiritual strokes.

  The aura condenses into a spiritual thread, lingering in the air for a long time without dispersing.

  The surrounding spiritual energy suddenly fluctuated, pulling the ice and fire intertwined spiritual patterns on the stone walls around it, which suddenly became brighter.

  Rays of light stretch out and intersect in mid-air.

  As soon as they came into contact with this light, the flashes of lightning that were originally splitting towards the Yan Zhao song suddenly stabilized and turned into scattered electric lights, disappearing into thin air.

  Yanzhao song treads on empty space and walks, step by step, to the edge of the thundercloud.

  After a moment of careful observation, sensing the flow of spiritual energy within, Yan Zhao Ge stretched out both hands and directly touched the thundercloud.

  The stone walls around were woven with icy flames, and the spiritual light of the runes shone brightly. Strands of red and white light intertwined, imbuing Yan Zhao Ge's body.

  And from the thunderclouds, a large amount of blue-purple lightning burst out, constantly moving on the surface of Yan Zhao Ge's body.

  Watching Yan Zhao Ge's body covered in layers of lightning, Ah Hu inside the earth-piercing arrow was extremely tense.

  The next moment, the thundercloud suddenly expanded, almost swallowing the swallow song, and then suddenly contracted.

  All the lightning bolts were absorbed into the purple gem, which let out a humming noise and transformed into a brilliant bolt of lightning that shot up into the sky!

  The spiritual patterns on the surrounding stone walls all dimmed at the same time, unable to restrain the treasure ball transformed by the fragments of Lei Di's eyes.

  The treasure turned into a lightning bolt, directly piercing through the rock layer and flying far away.

  Yanzhao Song was unharmed and even smiled on his face. He jumped back into the air with a loud shout: "We're after them!"

  The ground split open again and moved rapidly in the direction where the lightning had disappeared.

  At the same time, Lin Zhou, who had just come out of Da Bei Lao Ren's tomb, looked at the black-clad warriors guarding outside with a slightly mocking smile.

  Then, under their unawareness, Lin Zhou calmly and unhurriedly left the mountain where the entrance of the tomb was located.

  This trip has collected treasures as expected and gained unexpected gains, making Lin Zhou feel very good.

  But he hadn't gone far when his face suddenly changed color!

  A sack used to hold treasures shook violently, and in the next moment, a purple lightning bolt tore through the sack and burst out from within!

  It was actually the fragment of Lei Di's eye that Lin Zhou obtained from Da Bei Lao Ren's tomb!

  A purple gemstone the size of an egg, emitting a rumbling thunderous sound, is about to make a distant escape!

  Lin Zhou took a deep breath and threw out a dark red giant net with a flick of his hand.

  The giant web was blown by the wind in the air, instantly transforming into a vast expanse that covered the entire sky, shrouding it in a dark red hue.

  Fei Teng's Lei Di Zhi Yan's fragment, one head rushed into the dark red giant net, was trapped.

  Looking at the trembling red net, Lin Zhou's eyes kept flashing: "This phenomenon is either the summoning of the former Holy Soldier master."

  "Either there is a more powerful Sacred Fragment nearby that has undergone a sudden mutation, attracting this fragment to me!"

  The holy warrior has been reduced to fragments, and his former master had long since passed into history, ruling out the previous possibility.

  Then there is only one possibility left, and that is that there is another, even more powerful Sacred Relic fragment nearby!

  Lin Zhou felt a burning sense of hope in his heart, yet at the same time he had an indistinct feeling of foreboding.

  Before he could catch his breath, the holy warrior's shards of light suddenly burst forth, and incredibly, they actually carried the red net with them as they flew off into the distance.

  A duck that had already been cooked and eaten was still able to fly, causing Lin Zhou to almost spit out a mouthful of blood.