"I will carry this vengeance for ten thousand years and make everyone know your hypocrisy, Qing Lin, so that your Immortal Emperor's reputation will forever be stained with the blood and tears of my Rune Clan!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Yao stood up abruptly, and a dark red aura of resentment surged into the sky, staining the dim sky with a blood-red hue of despair.
The emptiness in those eyes was no longer filled with confusion, but only with a burning hatred that had consumed everything. It was fixed on the direction in which Qing Lin's illusory figure had disappeared, as if it wanted to tear that name out from the depths of its soul, crush it, and never let it find peace again.
As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Yao stood up abruptly, and a dark red aura of resentment surged into the sky, staining the dim sky with a blood-red hue of despair.
The emptiness in those eyes was no longer filled with confusion, but only with a burning hatred that had consumed everything. It was fixed on the direction in which Qing Lin's illusory figure had disappeared, as if it wanted to tear that name out from the depths of its soul, crush it, and never let it find peace again.
Qiu Yao slowly turned her head, her empty gaze falling on Luo Chuan not far away. The resentment surging around her subsided slightly at this moment, replaced by a resolute determination to burn everything away.
She knew in her heart that she had been imprisoned for ten thousand years, and her original essence had long been depleted. Even if she broke free from the seal, she would not be able to hold on for long, and she would be powerless to fight against the powerful enemies that were about to descend.
"Young Luo Chuan, although we have no connection, I observe that you are resolute in character and pure in your Dao heart. You are not one of the wicked people in the Cultivation Alliance, nor do you have any connection with that hypocrite Qing Lin."
Qiu Yao's voice was eerily calm, devoid of roars or madness, only a serene indifference that seemed to have settled.
"Our Rune Clan has stood since the ancient times. Although we have suffered a devastating calamity, our lineage must not be severed."
Qiu Yao raised her hand and gently pressed it to her brow. The purple-gold Rune Clan Saint Ancestor Rune suddenly lit up, its light shining brilliantly.
Within the runes flows the Daoist essence of the Rune Clan accumulated over billions of years, and even the remnant soul imprints of countless ancestors; it is the supreme treasure of the Rune Clan.
Eternal Rune Seal!
This object carries all the power and essence of the Rune Clan. It is a symbol of the Holy Ancestor's position and a primordial treasure left over from the creation of heaven and earth.
"This is the most precious treasure of my Rune Clan, containing all the inheritance and power of our Rune Clan. Today, I bestow it upon you."
Qiu Yao flicked her finger lightly, and the radiant Eternal Rune Seal slowly floated towards Luo Chuan, without the slightest resistance or reservation, as docile as a newborn spirit.
"I do not ask you to protect the remnants of the Rune Clan. I only wish that if you encounter any of my Rune Clan's survivors in the future, you can spare them a chance to live. If one day you reach the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm, you can expose Qing Lin's hypocrisy to all living beings in the Three Realms. That would be enough."
Luo Chuan frowned slightly, instinctively wanting to refuse, but the Eternal Rune Seal had already landed in his palm, warm and cool, containing the vast and boundless origin of the talismanic way, instantly connecting with his soul, leaving him no room to refuse.
He could clearly sense that within this treasure lay the final obsession and entrustment of a holy ancestor.
"Senior Qiu Yao, you..."
Before Luo Chuan finished speaking, Qiu Yao slowly raised her hands and grasped the crimson chains that had been wrapped around her body for thousands of years. The runes on her fingertips burned wildly as she ignited her last source of holy ancestor essence, detonating all the power within her divine soul.
" Qing Lin, what you owe me, what you owe the Rune Clan, today I will use this remnant soul to perish together with this Immortal Burial Pool and with your false seal!"
In an instant, the resentment, talisman power, and soul power surrounding Qiu Yao contracted wildly at a terrifying speed!
Her body began to turn transparent, the Immortal Burial Pool beneath her feet churned violently, and the countless wronged souls at the bottom of the pool let out their final lamentations.
The entire Immortal Burial Valley trembled violently, the earth cracked, the void collapsed, and an aura of self-destruction, powerful enough to destroy everything, spread wildly outward from her center!
That was the power of the Holy Ancestor's self-destruction, a mutual destruction that burned everything away!
"Oh no! It's the Holy Ancestor self-destructing! Retreat!"
The nine Sunie Realm experts from the Cultivation Alliance turned deathly pale, their souls nearly leaving their bodies. No longer caring about coveting the treasure, they exerted all their strength to activate their cultivation and turned to flee.
They knew that if the Saint Ancestor of the Rune Clan self-destructed, not only would they, at the early stage of the Sunie Realm Sunie Realm realm, or even at the late stage or the perfected stage, be reduced to dust under such power!
Luo Chuan's expression changed drastically. He gripped the Eternal Rune Seal in his palm tightly with one hand and retreated instantly. At the same time, he activated all his cultivation to create the strongest defense. The Azure Light Shield and the Luo God Sword appeared simultaneously, with layers of sword intent and immortal power intertwining to form a barrier.
Even so, he could still feel that world-destroying power sweeping across the entire world with overwhelming force!
"Run! This power is enough to destroy the entire Immortal Burial Valley; no one can stop it!"
Luo Chuan let out a low shout and, without pausing for a moment, used the violent shockwave from his self-destruction to propel himself out of the valley like an arrow.
Qiu Yao's figure faded further and further in the light of her self-destruction, leaving only a mournful howl that pierced the heavens and earth. " Qing Lin, I will pay the price of my soul being scattered, cursing your immortal name to be stained with blood, and your Dao heart to be shattered forever!"
boom!!
In an instant, a deafening roar that surpassed the limits of heaven and earth exploded, and the entire Immortal Burial Pool collapsed completely, with surging energy suddenly sweeping across the entire sky.
The residual power of the Immortal Emperor's restriction collided violently with Qiu Yao's self-destructive origin, forming a terrifying storm of destruction that swept across the eight wastelands!
The valley collapsed, the mountains shattered, and space completely collapsed into nothingness. Dark spatial turbulence surged wildly, completely engulfing the entire area!
The violent energy shockwave swept in all directions like a tsunami, crushing everything in its path to dust.
Only blinding light and deafening roar remained between heaven and earth; no one dared to approach even half a step, let alone linger there.
Luo Chuan was thrown tens of thousands of miles by the violent shockwave, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he barely managed to regain his footing.
The original Immortal Burial Valley had completely vanished, replaced by an endless spatial turbulence and pitch-black void, with no trace of its former self remaining.
The nine members of the Cultivation Alliance were in a terrible state, their clothes torn and their bodies severely injured. They scrambled away for miles, looking at the devastated land with lingering fear, no longer daring to harbor any greed.
The Holy Ancestor self-destructed, the Immortal Burial Pool was destroyed, and the terrifying power completely sealed off the entire area, forcibly forcing all living beings to retreat.
No one dared to set foot in that forbidden land of death again; everyone was forced to retreat, heading deeper into the Qing Lin's Abode.
Luo Chuan clenched the warm Eternal Rune Seal in his palm, gazing at the void in silence.
The eternal resentment of a holy ancestor ended in self-destruction, and the supreme treasure of the Rune Clan in his hand became the only witness to this tragedy.
" Immortal Emperor Qinglin... Saint Ancestor of the Rune Clan, alas, in the end, he was just a passerby in this life. Next, we need to find the treasures of this place."