"Everyone, please follow me."
After some thought, Lin Mo called to the others, then flew out on his sword, returning once more to the magma lake where the Dragon Vein node lay.
The two Ancient Swords showed no unusual reaction.
They clearly sensed nothing here, and Han Kang, Miao Yun, and the others noticed nothing either. Only Lin Mo vaguely felt that the blood mist in his dantian seemed a little more active.
"This place... must have been affected by the evil formation. Or rather, contaminated."
After considering his words, Lin Mo said slowly, "You all saw earlier that a faint bloody glow flowed across the surfaces of the stone pillars used as formation bases."
"I suspect that after the bloody light entered the soil, it followed the underground magma into the Dragon Vein, ultimately causing your sect's fortune to drain away."
"To restore that fortune, we must purify the Dragon Vein and return it to normal!"
Han Kang nodded slowly, while Miao Yun and the others exchanged looks, clearly at a loss.
The Sword Sect excelled at fighting and killing, with formidable offensive power. Cultivating spirit plants and practicing other cultivation arts were merely sidelines, and most of its formations were designed for attack.
Never mind purifying the Dragon Vein-without Lin Mo's intervention, they would not even have discovered the Nine-Nine Soul-Devouring Formation. They could only have watched their fortune drain away until their sect fell into ruin and vanished completely from the cultivation world!
"For this matter... I'm afraid we must trouble Elder Lin again."
Miao Yun cupped her hands slightly and said sincerely, "If Elder Lin can restore our sect's fortune, I promise that we will take Miss Xiao He as a True Disciple and teach her with the utmost care."
"If Elder Lin needs anything, our