Possessed by my father, I was reborn and became the supreme ruler.

The demonic wolf released its bloody jaws, and the old man staggered back a few steps, clutching his wound and groaning in pain.

Blood stained the old man's gray robes, and the air was thick with the nauseating stench of blood.

Ye Yunjian stared at the old man, his heart churning with turmoil.

Trust him?

How can we believe it?

This old man is as cunning as a fox; he had just tried to kill them.

But if you don't believe it and miss out on this so-called "secret," won't you regret it for the rest of your life?

He frowned, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the hilt of his sword, but the rough touch did nothing to ease his inner anxiety.

Torches crackled in the passageway, illuminating the diverse faces of the people.

Meng Chuxi walked to Ye Yunjian's side and said in a low voice, "Yunjian, be careful, it might be a trap. This old guy is cunning, we have to be on guard." His tone was tinged with worry, clearly indicating that he also had some doubts about the old man's words.

Lan Xuan suddenly stepped forward. She walked gracefully to the old man, her voice gentle yet firm: "I believe you." She looked up at Ye Yunjian, her gaze clear, as if she could see through his inner struggle.

“Yunjian, if there really is some important secret here, perhaps unlocking the secret is more meaningful than obtaining those magical treasures.”

Ye Yunjian was shocked; Lan Xuan's words struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

Looking into Lan Xuan's determined eyes, the wavering in his heart gradually dissipated.

Perhaps taking a gamble isn't such a bad option.

Just then, Elder Feng's body suddenly began to tremble violently...

"Cough cough..." He struggled to stand up, his aged voice echoing in the corridor: "Children...be careful..."

Elder Feng struggled to his feet, clutching his chest. His violent coughing made him hunch over, like an ancient tree ravaged by a gale.

"Cough cough... Unbelievable! This old scoundrel just tried to steal the demon crystal and almost killed us! How can we believe his nonsense!" His cloudy eyes stared intently at the mysterious old man, his eyes flashing with vigilance, like an old lion guarding its cubs.

His hoarse voice echoed in the corridor, carrying an undeniable authority.

Ye Yunjian's heart clenched again, as if bound tightly by invisible ropes.

Elder Feng's warning rang in his ears like a thunderclap.

On one side is a mysterious old man who is on his deathbed but claims to have a secret, and on the other side is Elder Feng who cares for him deeply and is experienced but holds a negative attitude towards the matter. How should he choose?

He gripped the sword hilt tightly, his palms sweating, making the rough hilt seem slippery.

He felt a sense of suffocation, as if he were in a fog, unable to find his way.

Lan Xuan walked to Ye Yunjian's side and gently took his hand.

Her hands were soft and warm, like a ray of sunshine in winter, dispelling the chill in his heart.

She didn't speak, but gazed at Ye Yunjian with clear, watery eyes. Ye Yunjian felt the warmth of Lan Xuan's palm, his heart trembled slightly, and his gaze softened involuntarily.

He grasped Lan Xuan's hand in return, his fingertips gently caressing her delicate skin. A strange power surged within him, dispelling the confusion in his heart.

He looked at Lan Xuan, his eyes filled with tenderness and determination.

“Elder Feng, I know you mean well, but…” Ye Yunjian paused, then turned his gaze to the mysterious old man, “I’m willing to take a gamble.”

Upon hearing this, the old man's lips curled into a barely perceptible sneer, but he quickly concealed it.

He lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression.

"The sword is hidden..." Elder Feng wanted to persuade him further, but was interrupted.

Meng Chuxi stepped forward, patted Ye Yunjian on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "I believe in you." His tone was firm and powerful, giving Ye Yunjian tremendous support.

at this time……

A chilling growl echoed from the depths of the passage, like a demon from hell, sending shivers down one's spine.

Before the deep roar had even faded, a sudden change occurred!

The mysterious old man, like a lurking venomous snake, suddenly sprang into action, his withered hand transforming into sharp claws, aiming straight for the demon crystal in Ye Yunjian's hand!

He was incredibly fast; his afterimage flashed by, and a stench wafted towards us.

Ye Yunjian's pupils shrank sharply, and the Xuanhuo Sword instinctively blocked his chest. With a clang, sparks flew everywhere!

The old man's strength was so great that it made his hand go numb, and he almost lost his grip on the sword hilt.

"You're courting death!" Meng Chuxi roared, her long sword slashing at the old man like a whirlwind.

The blades sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, but the old man dodged them all with his uncanny movements.

The old man's figure was elusive, like a ghost, making him impossible to fathom.

While dodging Meng Chuxi's attacks, he seized every opportunity to snatch the demon crystal, his moves ruthless and aimed directly at vital points.

Ye Yunjian and Meng Chuxi stood back to back, desperately trying to withstand the old man's attacks.

The narrow passage restricted their movement, but the old man moved with ease in the cramped space, as if he were in his own water.

The Xuanhuo Sword and the long saber clashed and danced, the firelight and the blade light reflecting off each other, illuminating the figures of the three locked in combat.

Ye Yunjian felt his arms go numb and his breathing become rapid. The old man's attacks became more and more intense, and he gradually felt powerless.

"This can't go on!" Ye Yunjian thought to himself.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he quickly scanned his surroundings, searching for a way to break the deadlock.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him.

He deliberately created an opening, staggering as if he was about to give way.

Seeing this, a greedy glint flashed in the old man's eyes. He thought his chance had come and pounced on Ye Yunjian without hesitation, his withered claws reaching straight for the demon crystal!

Just then, Ye Yunjian revealed a cold smile and suddenly threw the demon crystal into the air!

The demon crystal flew out of his hand, emitting a dazzling light in the air, and a powerful wave of energy swept through the entire passage!

Caught off guard, the old man was sent flying by the force, crashing heavily to the ground with a painful groan.

His eyes were filled with terror and anger as he stared intently at the demonic crystal in the air, as if it were a lost treasure.

Seeing this, the Demon Desert Wolf let out a low growl and pounced on the old man like an arrow released from a bow, its sharp fangs once again deeply embedded in the old man's flesh.

The old man let out a shrill scream, struggling painfully as the demonic desert wolf tore at him.

Ye Yunjian and Meng Chuxi exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Yunjian slowly walked towards the old man...

"Now, we can have a proper talk." Ye Yunjian slowly walked towards the mysterious old man who was slumped on the ground and being held tightly by the Demon Desert Wolf.

His Xuanhuo Sword gleamed with a cold light in the firelight, its tip pointing directly at the old man's withered throat, and a chilling aura filled the narrow passage.

The old man's screams gradually faded, leaving only heavy breathing.

The stench of blood assaulted everyone's nostrils, making them want to vomit.

The Demon Desert Wolf released its sharp teeth and retreated to the side, its bloodthirsty eyes still fixed on the old man, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.