I long to return home!

Looking at the vibrant spider lilies growing on both sides of the cave, Huaizhen had many questions, but didn't dwell on them.

After walking several hundred feet from the entrance of the cave, a strange faint light appeared before their eyes. Upon seeing this, Huaizhen quickly walked over.

Upon closer inspection, one discovers a naturally formed crystal cave deep within, with white crystal blocks embedded in the stone walls, presenting a stark contrast to the outside world.

Huai Zhen looked at his disheveled appearance through the crystal, and his thoughts were somewhat clear. Fortunately, he was still alive and had the ability to do something.

Continuing forward, after walking nearly a hundred feet, we finally reached the end.

There was no road ahead; a thick stone wall blocked their path. Beneath the wall, a long sword made entirely of colorless crystal was entwined with three blooming spider lilies and plunged into the ground.

This knife is nothing special. Although it has the shape of a knife, it is not sharpened, and the crystal on the blade is broken in many places, as if it could break apart with a single swing.

The three spider lilies wrapped around the blade were even more vibrant in color, and the blood-red dust overflowing from the stamens gave the crystal longsword a blood-red hue at times.

Huai Zhen's fingertips sliced ​​through the stone wall; it was a mechanism door, requiring a specific trigger to open. But now, the entire cave seemed unremarkable, except for...

With some speculation, Huai Zhen walked towards the crystal longsword and examined it closely. The craftsmanship was very peculiar, and it was impossible to tell what technique it was forged from. It was hard to believe that it was carved from a single crystal.

As Huai Zhen was thinking, he slowly extended his finger and ran it along the blade. It was not sharpened and could not even cut the skin. What was the point of forging this knife here? It was also somewhat redundant to use it as a mechanism to open the stone wall.

Huai Zhen moved his hand away. He didn't draw the knife directly. There might be a trap if he did, and it wasn't something he could gamble on.

His gaze then fell upon the three spider lilies. Clearly, these three flowers growing here must be inextricably linked to this knife.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Zhen gently stroked the petals, and the next moment he was surprised to find that these three spider lilies were not as gentle and soft as the sea of ​​flowers, but extremely cold. At the same time, he inhaled the blood-red dust that spread out.

Suddenly, a surge of blood rushed to his throat, Huai Zhen's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively covered his mouth, but blood still gushed out.

Blood sprayed onto the three spider lilies, causing their stamens to tremble slightly before their roots tightened and wrapped around the crystal longsword.

Huai Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The discomfort in his body dissipated as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His gaze sharpened as he noticed several lines of text that had appeared on the ground sometime earlier.

"A lifetime of battles across countless miles, never to return until the moon sets again..."

Huai Zhen carefully pondered the few words revealed on the ground, and these few words revealed the life of the owner of this royal tomb.

“A lifetime spent in battle…” Huai Zhen looked at these lines again, “Never to return until the end of Yin Yue, this must be the story of the founding of the Yin Yue Empire, and this place must have been built by the founding king.”

"In middle age, unexpectedly defeated and retreating, he stumbled into a sea of ​​blood-red flowers, where he received the blessings of heaven and earth. A million personal guards, united as one, abandoned life and death, becoming blood slaves..."

Huai Zhen looked at the last paragraph with a solemn expression. "Defeated in middle age, this sea of ​​blood flowers should be the sea of ​​other shore flowers, but what is the creation of heaven and earth mentioned in this passage?"

Without waiting for a moment, Huai Zhen's gaze fell directly on the crystal longsword.

"Could this knife be the greatest opportunity here? The flower field we passed through earlier showed no signs of opportunity, but this knife is inextricably linked to this stone wall. Whether it's auspicious or inauspicious, we have to take a look." Huai Zhen reached out and tightly covered the crystal-forged hilt of the knife.

Soon after, pain appeared on his face, and he immediately withdrew his hand. Drops of blood flowed out, and his palm looked as if it had been pricked by many needles, revealing numerous tiny holes.

Looking at the hilt of the knife, the blood clinging to it was being absorbed at a visible speed, seeping into the crystal and giving it a slightly blood-red hue.

At the same time, the blade trembled slightly, and the blood that had seeped into it emitted a strange light, along with the three spider lilies wrapped around the blade.

The ground was cracked with many fine fissures, revealing the crystal longsword. Apart from lacking a blade, it didn't even have a tip, making it hardly a weapon.

The red spider lily in the middle quickly elongated, spiraling upwards along the blade until it reached the hilt, where it resonated with the blood remaining inside.

Gradually, the slender, bright red petals withered and adorned the blade. Blood-red dust overflowed from the flower stamens and seeped into the blade. Under this effect, the entire crystal longsword seemed to be revealing its original appearance.

Huai Zhen was quite amazed. In just over ten breaths, what appeared before his eyes was a long, blood-red crystal sword.

The blade is blood red, the back of the blade remains unchanged as it is made of crystal, and the protruding serration resembles a spider lily. Overall, it appears to be a killing weapon, but it lacks any sharpness whatsoever.

"Life Soul..."

As Huai Zhen looked at the two characters that appeared on the blade, he called out, and the longsword flashed with a bloody light. Two other spider lilies condensed into a blood-red scabbard, and the sword went into the scabbard and flew into Huai Zhen's hand.

Huai Zhen gripped the scabbard, glanced at it again, then twirled the sword and sheathed it at his waist. An inexplicable expression flickered across his face, but it quickly vanished.

He looked at the stone wall blocking his path, took a light step, and his crystal longsword was drawn like lightning, slashing out a streak of blood.

"boom!"

A loud crash echoed, and the stone wall in front of them was instantly cleaved in two. Rays of bright sunlight shone in and fell on Huai Zhen's face.

He walked out into the light, with some weeds growing around his feet. Gazing into the distance, Huai Zhen found himself on a platform, taking in most of the landscape.

To be precise, it is a high peak, a mountain carved into the shape of a tiger's head, with a majestic presence that inspires awe even from afar.

The one in the arms is located at the tiger's mouth.

He took a few steps forward, reached the edge, and looked up. This realm was an independent space, and its contents were chaotic and disorderly. It was difficult to discern any hexagrams from the celestial phenomena.

His gaze once again fell upon the vast landscape, the crisscrossing rivers and the undulating mountain ranges. What appeared to be a beautiful scene turned out to be somewhat ugly upon closer inspection.

Upon closer inspection, one sees curtains of light cascading down from the sky, splitting the world into different ecosystems.

Thus, this world is like a magnificent jigsaw puzzle, ingeniously pieced together from multiple worlds. The crimson sea of ​​flowers, like burning flames, is fiery and unrestrained; the exquisite pavilions, like sculpted works of art, are magnificent and elegant; the eerie forests, like mysterious labyrinths, are profound and enigmatic; the abandoned ruins, like fragments of history, are weathered and weighty; the grand palaces, like towering giants, are solemn and dignified…