Ye Yu, Come Back and Help Me

As soon as the words fell, quite a few people's expressions turned ugly.

Just as Ye Xuan had said, if he did not want them, he could have given them to someone else. What did it mean to destroy them without a word?

Ye Xuan watched as the gazes around him gradually filled with hostility, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes.

Although Ye Yu's direct destruction of that bottle of Clear Heart Pills had caught him off guard, the goal had been achieved. There was no difference.

Ye Yu cast Ye Qingshuang an indifferent glance, then flipped his hand, producing a porcelain bottle. When he opened it, a rich medicinal fragrance rushed forth.

Anyone with some knowledge of pills knew that for a pill fragrance to waft into the air, the pill had to be at least fourth-grade.

And fourth-grade pills were already exceedingly precious. For instance, the breakthrough pill Feng Xian had given Liu Ruyan earlier had cost hundreds of thousands of spirit stones per pill.

"This pill fragrance... Miasma Breaking Pills?!" someone suddenly cried out in surprise.

Ye Qingshuang's face darkened. Having followed Cangyun for many years, she naturally recognized the fragrance of Miasma Breaking Pills.

At once, the hostility in those people's eyes intensified. Right now, they had no way to enter at all.

Not only had Ye Yu destroyed the Clear Heart Pills, he had now even taken out Miasma Breaking Pills. How were they supposed to accept this?

Although the first person to enter the secret realm would face greater dangers, the opportunities they gained would also be the greatest.

Feeling everyone's gazes, Ye Yu looked at Zi Yun standing in the distance, smiled, and tossed a Miasma Breaking Pill to her. "Let's make a deal. I'll give you this Miasma Breaking Pill, and you help me deal with this trouble. How about it?"

Zi Yun caught the Miasma Breaking Pill and casually swept her gaze over the people below before calmly nodding.

Seeing Zi Yun nod, the people from the various factions all changed expression slightly. They could still try to stop Ye Yu and the others, but against this female demon... better forget it.

It was not that so many of them joining forces would be unable to defeat Zi Yun. Rather, no one was willing to be the bird that stuck its head out.

With no choice but to watch Ye Yu and the others swallow the Miasma Breaking Pills and enter the Blood Origin Miasma, they could only send people back to retrieve pills.

After entering the miasma, protected by the Miasma Breaking Pills, Ye Yu and the others went straight to the passageway. They exchanged glances, then stepped inside together.

The moment he entered the spatial passage, Ye Yu saw white before his eyes. Then a force struck him, forcibly separating him from Qin Ruoxian.

Ye Yu's expression changed at once. When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing amid a stretch of mountains, desolation filling the surroundings.

The air was thick with the smell of decay, mixed with a faint scent of blood. Looking up, he saw a towering palace atop the mountains.

But Qin Ruoxian, whose hand had been tightly clasped in his before entering, was nowhere to be found.

Situ Guang and Zi Yun encountered the same strange situation. The instant they stepped into the spatial passage, a force flung them back out, and they could no longer approach it.

It was not just him. Every Nascent Soul Realm expert who arrived afterward encountered the same thing, as though some restriction had been placed upon the spatial passage, preventing Nascent Soul Realm experts from entering.

At once, the expressions of all the Nascent Soul Realm experts turned grim. The danger of this secret realm might far exceed their expectations.

Everyone immediately took out sound-transmission jade talismans without prior agreement and sent the news back.

The Qingyunlei Three States were instantly thrown into an uproar.

Because the last time this had happened, a super expert of the Void Refining stage had passed away within that secret realm!

If this place also contained such an existence, then those Spirit Transformation Stage old monsters who had shut themselves away across the three states would surely swarm over like bees.

Zi Yun stood before the passageway and frowned. Since she could not enter, she would not bother. She then said to Situ Guang beside her, "If he comes out alive, remember to notify me."

After saying that, Zi Yun transformed into a streak of light and left.

Unlike the outside world, Ye Yu's surroundings were deathly silent, and the unease in his heart grew ever stronger.

The next moment, strange sounds suddenly rose from beneath the scattered rocks around him, as though something was crawling below.

Then a bloodstained arm stretched out from underneath. One blood corpse after another crawled out, their eyes a murky yellow as they lunged straight at Ye Yu.

At the same time, screams began rising and falling throughout the entire secret realm.

Ye Yu flipped his hand, and the Purple Firmament Sword appeared in his grasp. Facing the densely packed blood corpses before him, he slashed out with his sword.

In an instant, Sword Qi crisscrossed the air, cutting the encircling blood corpses into scattered pieces.

Ye Yu stepped forward and looked at the remains of the blood corpses, his expression turning incomparably ugly. Drawing a deep breath, he said, "Could there actually be a Nine Nether Blood Spring within this secret realm?!"

Ye Yu was extremely familiar with these blood corpses. Cultivators corroded by Nine Nether Blood Qi would, after some time, turn into such grotesque things—neither human nor ghost, knowing only slaughter!

Their bodies were far stronger than those of ordinary Golden Core Stage cultivators. Even ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were no match for them in terms of physical strength.

The reason Ye Yu had dealt with them so cleanly and decisively was entirely due to the sharpness of the Purple Firmament Sword.

"Ye Yu?!" Ye Qingshuang's voice rang out.

Ye Yu turned and saw Ye Qingshuang standing nearby at some unknown point. Judging by her appearance, she had likely just entered.

Very quickly, Ye Qingshuang spotted the blood corpses on the ground. Her face immediately turned pale. As an alchemist, she had truly never experienced such a scene.

"Did you kill all these people? Since when did you become so bloodthirsty? Can't you be a little kinder, like Xiao Xuan?" Ye Qingshuang demanded, forcing herself to endure her discomfort.

Ye Yu lowered his head and looked at the ground. He could sense that Nine Nether Blood Qi still lingered underground. There were likely other blood corpses below.

"I'm talking to you!" Seeing that Ye Yu ignored her, Ye Qingshuang gritted her teeth.

"You can ask them yourself," Ye Yu said indifferently. Then he sensed the direction of the Autumn Water Sword and gave chase.

Ye Qingshuang moved to follow, but a hand suddenly shot out from beneath her feet and grabbed her ankle.

Ye Qingshuang jolted in alarm and hurriedly drew her sword. She channeled spiritual power and struggled for quite some time before cutting it off. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she saw hideous blood corpses surging continuously from the ground in dense masses.

Ye Qingshuang's expression changed at once, and she hurriedly flew into the air. Yet those blood corpses actually followed after her.

"What the hell are these things?!" Ye Qingshuang cried out, hurriedly activating the spiritual power within her body as she became entangled with the swarm of blood corpses.

But she was an alchemist to begin with, and her combat strength was not much to speak of. Before long, wounds appeared all over her body. Watching Ye Yu's retreating figure, she shouted, "Ye Yu, come back and help me!"