Ling Yun's eyes darted around, as if searching for something.

The next moment, Ling Yun's gaze suddenly froze, as if attracted by something, staring intently at an open space not far away.

Mo Yu followed Ling Yun's gaze and subconsciously frowned.

Then, Ling Yun's figure suddenly flashed.

As she approached that place, the spirit box shook even more violently, as if it had sensed something.

Ling Yun was focused on a black-patterned stone in front of him, which was difficult to spot without careful observation.

"This thing looks so familiar! I feel like I've seen it somewhere before!"

Mo Yu, who followed behind, noticed the black patterns on the stone and couldn't help but ask a question.

Mo Yu frowned, lost in thought, trying hard to recall.

"These are the runes I used to divide this continent back then."

Just then, Ling Yun suddenly transmitted his voice to Mo Yu.

Upon hearing Ling Yun's words, Mo Yu's eyes lit up.

Ah, I see. No wonder he thought it looked so familiar.

But why would this rune appear here?

This rune is not something anyone can copy.

Even he, as the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao.

If you wish to use this rune, you must pay a corresponding price.

But this thing shouldn't be here.

Just then, Xuan Tian arrived and, upon seeing the fragments, his expression changed slightly:

"The patterns here are so similar to the ancient seal fragments I saw in ancient books."

Ling Yun and Mo Yu exchanged a glance.

Ling Yun knew that the ancient book Xuan Tian was looking at was probably something she had casually jotted down years ago.

at this time.

The mortuary trembled more and more violently, as if it were about to break through all obstacles.

Ling Yun sensed the movement of the spirit box, but after glancing at it briefly, he ignored it and instead looked at the black rune.

She noticed that although the rune was imbued with her aura, it was very subtle.

In addition, it also emitted fluctuations similar to, yet more subtle than, those of chaos.

Ling Yun stepped forward slowly, her eyes sharp, and a wisp of spiritual energy coiled around the longsword in her hand.

Then, with a light swing, he slashed the longsword in his hand at the stone with black runes.

The stone shattered instantly upon sensing Lingyun's spiritual energy.

Ancient fragments of pebbles, emitting a faint glow.

The rubble was covered with strange patterns, which had a similar mysterious aura to the runes on the newly formed stone.

But the rubble is more complex and profound.

"This is……"

Mo Yu looked puzzled as he saw the fragments.

Ling Yun frowned, then squatted down and carefully examined the rubble.

This runic stone is indeed hers.

However, this runestone block looks like it has been modified.

No one but that old man could have done that.

But what exactly does this old man want to do?

Why use the runestones she left behind?

That's right, this is what she used back then.

Ling Yun fell into deep thought, while Mo Yu beside him also looked solemn, pondering the strangeness of the situation.

Just then, the fragments suddenly shone brightly, and a powerful force erupted from them.

"careful!"

Ling Yun shouted loudly.

Mo Yu was instantly forced back several steps.

Within the light, faint, low roars could be heard, as if some terrifying being was about to break free.

Ling Yun's eyes sharpened, and he brandished his longsword, instantly forming a spiritual energy shield to protect Xuan Tian.

The light gradually faded.

A huge black vortex appeared above the fragments, emanating a powerful suction force.

At that moment, the spirit box in mid-air suddenly emitted a sharp cry.

Immediately afterwards, a black beam of light shot out from the spirit box and soared into the sky.

Under the beam of light, the surrounding space began to distort and deform, and faint, eerie roars could be heard.

As space twisted and deformed, black cracks began to spread all around, as if the entire space was about to be torn apart.

Ling Yun and Mo Yu had solemn expressions.

They could feel a powerful force constantly surging forth.

Xuan Tian and Long Xiu gripped their longswords tightly, ready to deal with any crisis at any moment.

Mo Yu's expression was solemn.

"This power... seems to be affecting the spirit box."

Ling Yun looked at the spirit box.

Mo Yu is right, this power is indeed affecting the spirit box.

Moreover, it is helping the Demon Lord's remnant soul break through the seal of the spirit box.

Ling Yun's gaze turned cold, and he said:

"We can't let it succeed!"

After saying that, Ling Yun flew towards the spirit box, his spiritual power gathering wildly in his hands.

Mo Yu followed closely behind, his body radiating light as he attempted to suppress that power.

However, the power grew stronger, and the seal on the spirit box flickered, seemingly about to shatter.

Ling Yun's expression tightened, and he intensified the spiritual power in his hands.

A dazzling light of spiritual energy flashed by, colliding with that power and producing a deafening roar.

The powerful impact spread outwards, and Long Xiu and Xuan Tian quickly used their internal energy to resist it.

With a casual wave of their hands, Ling Yun and Mo Yu caused the power emanating from the attack to instantly dissipate from their surroundings.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Yun flew to the side of the spirit box, quickly forming hand seals to transform spiritual energy into form.

Mysterious runes flew from her hand and landed around the spirit box, forming layer upon layer of defensive restrictions, temporarily stabilizing the seal on the spirit box.

Everyone thought Ling Yun had the situation under control, but Ling Yun's expression remained unchanged.

She looked at her hands in confusion.

Just now, when she was sealing the spirit box, it seemed to be absorbing her spiritual energy.

"what happened?"

Just then, the spirit box suddenly started shaking violently again.

Ling Yun frowned deeply. She knew that things couldn't continue like this, and she had to find the root cause and solve it completely.

Her eyes were sharp as she stared intently at the casket.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Mo Yu walked to Ling Yun's side; this was the first time he had seen Ling Yun fail.

"There's something wrong with this spirit box."

Mo Yu also looked at the spirit box, but couldn't see anything wrong with it.

Just as he was wondering, a dazzling light shot out from Ling Yun's hand and struck the spirit box.

All I heard was a loud bang.

The light collided with the spirit box, creating another massive impact.

"Damn it, what is this thing?"

Mo Yu became somewhat irritated.

Ling Yun frowned, seemingly understanding why the old man had asked Xuan Tian to guard the village.

To be less precise, they guarded this place.

When that light collided with the spirit box, it revealed an aura that did not belong to this world.

That aura seemed to come from the endless void, exuding a bone-chilling cold and an inexplicable decay.

The appearance of this unfamiliar aura made her even more certain that this spirit box probably came from outside the universe that the old man had mentioned.

The old man probably has something he's hiding from her; it seems he's setting a trap.

And she seems to be the key figure in this situation.

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