I long to return home!

"It's alright." Lei Mengying coughed a few times and checked her body. Apart from some inexplicable feelings, the flow of spiritual energy was fine.

A few more days.

As the number of cultivators in the dark cave dwindled, Lei Mengying began to feel unwell, experiencing a restlessness within her body, her consciousness fluctuating between clarity and confusion.

The familiar footsteps sounded again, this time stopping at the cell next door. The expected fight to the death did not break out.

Huai Zhen saw a handsome white-haired man and a silver-haired woman walking side by side amidst dozens of ferocious ghosts, their faces unusually indifferent, creating a striking contrast.

Before she could think any further, Lei Mengying let out a painful howl and collapsed to the ground, clutching her head tightly with both hands. Black lines had appeared on her neck without her noticing.

"Your Highness!" Huai Zhen exclaimed in surprise, and even after circulating his spiritual energy through his hands, he only received a slight relief.

"My head hurts so much, and I'm so confused..." Lei Mengying murmured in pain, unable to move involuntarily.

Seeing this, Huai Zhen was at a loss and entered the spiritual sea again, pleading, "Senior Xue, please save His Highness."

This time, instead of being driven out as usual, suddenly his spiritual sea boiled, and blood surged from the bottom up, spreading from the soles of his feet and staining a large area of ​​his spiritual sea red.

As Huai Zhen was taken aback, Xue Wu's figure appeared directly in front of her, his long, flowing white hair revealing a pair of blood-red pupils that made Huai Zhen take a few steps back.

"Place your hands on the cage and silently recite..." Xue Wu's gaze was icy, and his lips moved as he uttered an obscure and difficult-to-understand incantation.

In a daze, Huai Zhen returned to his cell. The incantation Xue Wu recited echoed in his ears, sounding very familiar.

Without hesitation, he strode to the cell door, clenched his fists tightly, and unconsciously uttered an obscure and incomprehensible incantation.

The patterns on the prison door glowed with a bloody light, reflecting off the prison gate. As the bloody light shone in the eyes, the patterns shattered, and the restrictions vanished into nothingness.

Feeling the spiritual energy within her body recover, Lei Mengying's chaotic consciousness was barely brought under control. She looked up and saw Huai Zhen forcefully pull open the iron gate with both hands.

Stone interior.

Xu Tao and the other person were led to the boiling cauldron. Looking at the skeletons scattered on the ground and the blood beasts boiling in the cauldron, Mu Xiyao felt nauseous.

Xu Tao's expression was unusually cold. His gaze swept over the ghost cultivator sitting on the stone seat not far away, as well as the hundreds of fierce ghosts in the stone chamber that were comparable to the Foundation Establishment stage. His expression remained largely unchanged.

His gaze sharpened, and he mentally transmitted a message: "Xi Yao, prepare the magic weapon. I will kill the ghost cultivator, and these vengeful ghosts are yours."

"Senior Brother Xu, this ghost cultivator has reached the late Golden Core stage. Please be careful."

At the same time, the ghost cultivator on the stone seat looked at the two calm and composed people and felt a little confused. Two bloody hands stretched out from behind, revealing a ferocious face with blue faces and fangs. The missing flesh on his chest was chilling.

As she slowly walked up to Xu Tao, a chill inexplicably rose in her heart when she looked into his cold eyes.

The next moment, Xu Tao broke free of the shackles in his hands, his eyes no longer concealing his killing intent. The Reverse Cold Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed with it.

throat!

Just as the sword was about to fall, it was blocked by the blood-stained hand. The ghost cultivator was furious and roared as hundreds of fierce ghosts in the cave roared and rushed towards Xu Tao.

Mu Xiyao broke free of her shackles, formed a hand seal, and a blue bead appeared in her hand. Upon seeing this bead, the vengeful ghosts instantly stopped moving, frozen in place like statues.

"Exorcising Beads." The four-armed ghost cultivator's heart sank suddenly. He murmured a strange incantation, and clumps of blood energy transformed into two bloody hands that were embedded in his body.

"Two Foundation Establishment stage kids dare to run wild on my territory. Six-armed Ghost Zombie."

In a daze, the ghost cultivator's body grew several times larger, and the four additional bloody hands and claws that had grown out became even sharper, reaching out to grab Xu Tao. "If you're a man, I'll tear you to pieces and devour your soul. If you're a woman, I'll make you suffer unbearable pain."

Xu Tao fought back with all his might. Although his cultivation level was a whole realm lower, his exquisite swordsmanship forced the ghost cultivator to retreat. The sword energy and sword moves that he had cut off made it impossible for the ghost cultivator to retaliate.

"Senior Brother Xu, let me help you." Mu Xiyao strode forward, holding a snow-white longsword in her hand, and swung it at the feet of the ghost zombie.

"Netherworld Ghostly Fiend!" The six-armed ghostly zombie roared, its ferocious maw spewing out black gas that transformed into several skeletal skulls, which opened their bloody mouths to devour the souls of the two.

The tearing sensation of her soul being pulled apart made Mu Xiyao feel dizzy for a moment, and she saw the mechanical ghost zombie open its bloody hand and pierce through her chest.

puff!

A sharp sword aura flashed by, transforming into an ice wall to block the bloody hand. Xu Tao held two swords, the one in his right hand, "Against the Current," and the one in his left, "Snowfall."

Steadying his mind, his cold eyes sent chills down his spine. He exhaled icy breaths and unleashed a series of sword strikes, freezing all the skulls with bone-chilling coldness, which shattered with a "bang".

The ghost zombie was both shocked and furious. It roared angrily, shaking the stone chamber. Its blood energy transformed into an axe and a halberd, which it gripped firmly in its hands, and began to slash at Xu Tao in front of it.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The clang of weapons rang out, but the massive halberd and axe failed to gain the slightest advantage. Xu Tao, wielding two swords, unleashed a series of devastating blows upon the attacker.

Mu Xiyao also swung her sword from the side, her sword soaring into the air and transforming into several cones that pierced and attacked, causing the ghost zombie to stagger back several steps.

Out of the corner of his eye, he was startled and quickly called out, "Senior Brother Xu, you can't use the ice sword anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Tao remained indifferent, coldly glancing at his frozen left hand, the icy chill causing ice crystals to slowly form on his entire left arm.

"It's alright." Xu Tao replied calmly. He raised "Snowfall" above his head and swung his sword. "Snow Burial." With a single strike, snowflakes danced in the stone chamber, and the icy sword energy froze into ice at a visible speed upon striking the ghost zombie.

"Senior Brother Xu, you really can't use the ice sword anymore. Your body can't take it anymore." Mu Xiyao came to Xu Tao's side, holding his cold left hand in both hands, and the biting coldness instantly swept over her whole body.

Seeing Mu Xiyao shivering from the cold, Xu Tao's expression remained indifferent. After hesitating for a long time, he finally withdrew his ice sword, and the ice crystals on his left arm slowly receded.

boom!

The sound of ice cracking rang out, and before the two could look, the six-armed ghost zombie appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye, halberd and axe slashing down simultaneously.

"Water flows through the abyss, life never ceases." Xu Tao immediately embraced Mu Xiyao, gripped the Reverse Water Cold Sword tightly in his right hand, and swung it in a circle, causing the water to spin rapidly, faster and faster.

puff!

Xu Tao held Mu Xiyao tightly as he flew backward, crashing heavily against the stone wall. His blood spurted out but turned into a freezing cold.

It felt like my internal organs were about to shatter, and the pain intensified under the stimulation of the cold air inside my body.

If the water flow hadn't been slashed out in time to offset some of the impact, he might have perished from that attack.

The ground trembled with every step the ghost zombie took. Being an inanimate object, its previously wounded body emitted thick black smoke, which healed in no time.