Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

Hearing Si Mo's name, Ye Yu paused.

Because the Nascent Soul cultivator that Zou Yitian brought to be the auctioneer was called Si Mo.

At this moment, in the lobby of Qixuan Sect, the Great Elder had a complicated expression on his face, while the people below were constantly persuading him.

"Great Elder, don't hesitate. It's time to replace people soon. If we don't leave first, what will happen if they leave first?" a disciple said gritting his teeth.

In recent days, the Nine Nether Blood Spring has become increasingly unstable. The entire Qixuan Sect has been divided into two groups, who take turns to suppress it with spiritual power in order to temporarily suppress it.

But it seems that the Nine Nether Blood Spring is getting more and more intense, and it is only a matter of time before it breaks the seal.

Once it really breaks out, they will more or less be contaminated with a little bit of Jiuyou's blood and energy, and then everything will be over.

"Great Elder, I really can't hold on any longer. No one will come. If Si Mo really went to the Wang family to seek help, he would have returned by now. He ran away! He's the child of the sect leader and he ran away! What are you still holding on to? Let's go!"

A bunch of people tried to persuade them earnestly, saying that they could not leave unless the Great Elder agreed.

The Great Elder's expression changed slightly. "Since the Young Sect Master has left, there's no need for us to persist any longer. Let's go!"

Seeing that the Great Elder finally nodded, the group of people looked delighted and immediately turned into streams of light, broke through the eaves and left the Qixuan Sect.

Ye Yu looked at this scene, turned around and left, heading towards the location of the Jiuyou Blood Spring.

Not long after, Ye Yu arrived in front of a barrier, and inside the barrier was a huge Nine Nether Blood Spring that was dozens of feet in size.

At this moment, the Nine Netherworld's blood energy was constantly churning in this pool of blood spring, but every time a trace of it came out, a ray of spiritual light would emerge and suppress it back.

"My young Taoist friend, this place is dangerous. You'd better leave as soon as possible. We don't have many resources left in the Qixuan Sect." A voice sounded beside him.

Ye Yu turned his head and saw a haggard middle-aged man smiling and talking to him. He looked a bit like Si Mo, and his cultivation level was in the late stage of Lianxu.

Seeing Ye Yu was unmoved, Sikong pondered for a moment and then continued, "How about you, little Taoist friend, go to the front yard and take a look. There should be no one in the Qixuan Sect now. If you like anything, you can take it away."

"You know they're gone." Ye Yu looked at Sikong and said.

Sikong smiled slightly, "I'm not blind, but if you want to leave, then go ahead. The Qixuan Sect was founded by my ancestors, and it has nothing to do with them. When disaster strikes, everyone flees. It's human nature."

"You are quite open-minded." Ye Yu smiled.

Sikong lifted up his sleeve, revealing a rotting wound on it that looked shocking, obviously corroded by Jiuyou's blood.

boom!

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard, and the Nine Nether Blood Spring in front of him suddenly burst out with blood energy, directly tearing the barrier apart.

Suddenly, exclamations were heard all around, followed by streaks of light that broke through the air.

Seeing this, Sikong's face changed slightly, and the spiritual power in his body burst out, stabilizing the barrier again.

Ye Yu looked at the Nine Nether Blood Spring in front of him, with no intention of leaving. Instead, he took out a piece of Haotian Mirror fragment and threw it in, then stood aside.

With the Nine Netherworld Blood Spring churning like this, Ye Yu had to make sure that there were no crossover creatures like the Giant Spirit Clan or the Demon Spirit Clan below.

Otherwise, going down would undoubtedly be seeking death.

Seeing that Ye Yu had no intention of leaving, Sikong seemed to suddenly remember something and asked in surprise, "Little Daoist friend, you were asked by my useless son to help? Are there other people?"

"This kid, I told him to leave quickly under the pretext of looking for help, leaving a descendant for my Si family so that I could rebuild the Qixuan Sect in the future. But I didn't expect this kid to be so stubborn!"

"Little Daoist friend, may I ask which faction you are from? Where is my good-for-nothing son?"

As he spoke, Sikong's face showed both relief and regret.

Ye Yu looked at Sikong and felt a little surprised. He didn't expect that Sikong really wanted Si Mo to escape.

But thinking back to the time when he knelt down at the auction, Ye Yu sighed and said, "I did come here for the Nine Nether Blood Spring, but I wasn't asked by Si Mo to help me."

Hearing this, a trace of disappointment flashed across Sikong's face, but it was also mixed with a hint of joy. That child finally listened to him for once.

"Then my little Taoist friend, please leave quickly. I can't hold on to this barrier for much longer." Sikong said.

To some extent, Sikong is very similar to Qin Wushuang back then, and he values ​​the things left by his ancestors very much.

Both are also facing situations that they cannot resolve.

But Sikong chose to stay together, while Qin Wushuang chose to escape with his men, and then gradually forgot about it.

"I've met Si Mo. He's a very good person, at least better than me." Ye Yu said from the bottom of his heart.

Sikong smiled and shook his head when he heard this. "How can that brat compare to you, fellow Daoist? His cultivation talent is too poor. But even so, he is still very outstanding in my heart. I'm afraid that when I'm gone, no one will protect him. But before I die, I can hear others' affirmation of him, and I will die willingly!"

Ye Yu did not speak, but slowly raised his hand, and the fragments of Haotian Mirror rushed out from the Jiuyou Blood Spring and returned to Ye Yu's palm.

After confirming that there were no strange races appearing below, Ye Yu turned around and glanced at Sikong, then took out the Xu Tian Ding and smashed it directly at the barrier in front of him.

Before Sikong could react, he heard a loud bang, and the barrier was smashed open by Ye Yu. The terrifying Nine Nether Blood Qi suddenly burst out, covering the entire Qixuan Sect almost instantly.

"Fellow Daoist, are you crazy?" Sikong shouted angrily, but the next moment, Sikong was stunned on the spot. Ye Yu, who was wrapped in the Nine Netherworld blood energy, seemed to be fine. Instead, he absorbed the Nine Netherworld blood energy into his body with an intoxicated look on his face.

Then, under Sikong's shocked gaze, he slowly walked to the Nine Nether Blood Spring and jumped down.

The originally surging Nine Nether Blood Spring suddenly calmed down.

The Qixuan Sect is saved!

This thought immediately came to Sikong's mind, but before joy could appear in his eyes, he discovered that every part of his body had begun to decay.

At the moment when Sikong was stunned, a green light burst out from the Nine Nether Blood Spring and directly pierced through his eyebrows.

The smile on Sikong's face hadn't faded before he collapsed straight to the ground. The Nine Nether Blood Qi swept over him, instantly corrupting the smile on his face. Soon, even his bones gradually turned into dust, falling to the ground of the Seven Xuan Sect beneath his feet.

Not long after Ye Yu entered the blood spring, several rays of light suddenly appeared in the air. They were none other than the stern-faced Wang Lie and a group of powerful men from the Wang family.

After what Si Mo did, his Wang family couldn't delay even if they wanted to.

But when they arrived above the Qixuan Sect and looked at the spreading Nine Nether blood energy, a smile suddenly appeared on Wang Lie's originally gloomy face, and then he hurriedly took out a photo stone.