Mu Xinqing stood where she was and gazed at the distant plaza. Then, as if possessed, she let go of Fu Ye's hand.
With an extremely strange gait, she tried to accelerate toward it.
At that moment,
an ancient summons echoed within her heart.
Fu Ye raised his brow slightly when he saw this.
However, he did not do anything. He merely followed casually in Mu Xinqing's footsteps.
Very soon,
they arrived at the plaza standing at the center of the sea of blood.
Yet after Mu Xinqing stopped in place, she suddenly snapped awake.
For some reason, she had shaken off Fu Ye and run straight here.
But when she looked behind her, she discovered that Fu Ye was leisurely examining the things within the plaza.
"Lord Fu Ye, just now, I..."
Mu Xinqing wanted to explain herself, but Fu Ye simply pinched her dainty nose.
"Steady your mind. Do not be deceived by the surface appearances of things. Your current situation is no different from that of your sisters who died here over the past thousand years."
Upon hearing Fu Ye's words, Mu Xinqing immediately became vigilant.
That was right.
If things had truly been so simple, none of the clan members who had entered over the past thousand years would have failed to return!
Before them
stood a colossal stone statue ten thousand zhang tall.
It was none other than the ancestor of Mu Xinqing's Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox clan.
Of course,
the thing now hiding within the statue and usurping its nest was naturally not Mu Xinqing's ancestor.
"Summon the soul within this statue first. After all, it was left behind by your ancestor. If I were to crush it directly into dust, it would be somewhat disrespectful."
Hearing Fu Ye's words,
Mu Xinqing hurriedly nodded in