After Su Ruohuan heard this, she was so frightened that she quickly retracted her feet and did not dare to move again for a while.
Li Tian stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and the finely carved wooden hand flew into his palm. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped the dust on the wooden hand.
"Pavilion Master Li." Lin Qingyang was supported by Mo Yan, climbed up with some difficulty, and looked at Li Tian, "Thank you for your help."
"No need to thank me, I do this under certain conditions." Li Tian didn't even raise his head, his voice was still gloomy.
Jin Buhuan looked at him and said, "If he wants to restore Li Yan, he needs Sea Tribe's soul-fixing beads."
Lin Qingyang nodded clearly and looked around. "Is this Tianxuan Pavilion?"
"This is the secret realm of the Tianxuan Pavilion." Li Tian said lightly, "The surrounding Array can isolate the breath and whereabouts, so they can't find it here."
After hearing this, Lin Qingyang's tense nerves relaxed a little, and then the bloody smell that had been pressing on his chest surged up, and he vomited blood suddenly.
Everyone was startled. Mo Yan quickly helped him sit down. Jin Buhuan stepped forward and put his hand on his wrist to check for his pulse. His brows instantly wrinkled. "Why is your Spiritual Power so messed up?"
"I'm a little injured, it's okay..." Lin Qingyang said after taking a breath.
Mo Yan looked at Lin Qingyang solemnly. "What is going on now? What's going on with that monster? Why did he turn into the appearance of his ancestor!"
Lin Qingyang was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice, "He is indeed Jiuchen, the ancestor of the Nine Skies Sect, and also Soul Fiend Bi Yue who appeared in Hidden Market before."
As soon as these words came out, Mo Yan froze in place as if struck by lightning.
Li Tian, who was fiddling with his wooden hand, paused and suddenly raised his head to look over. He was the one who caused Li Yan to become like this in Hidden Market. He was also the culprit of the Tianxuan Pavilion's heavy casualties.
"That monster is not dead!" Li Tian gritted his teeth, with cold hatred in his eyes.
Lin Qingyang nodded, and explained to everyone exactly how Jiuchen absorbed the demon pill and turned into Otherworldly Demon, and then turned into Soul Fiend.
The more Mo Yan listened, the paler his face became. Finally, a look of collapse as his faith collapsed appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself, "Ancestor... turned out to be Otherworldly Demon?"
The light of the staff in Jin Buhuan's hand turned back into a folding fan, and he put it against his chin. He frowned and said, "He was betrayed by the Human Clan back then, so he started the war now, in fact, to take revenge on the Human Clan!"
Lin Qingyang frowned. "That should be the case. It's just... His cultivation is unfathomable now, and he is in charge of the Immortal Alliance. If he wants to take revenge on the Human Clan, he can just go on a killing spree himself. Why go to all the trouble to plan a war between the two clans?"
Jin Buhuan thought for a while and guessed, "He has been fighting against the Demon Clan all his life, and he also hates Demon Clan very much. If he provokes a war, it will harm both sides at once and make them kill each other."
Lin Qingyang said nothing, but still felt some doubts in his heart. He always felt that Jiuchen's purpose was not that simple.
Yun Zhan stood aside and said in a deep voice, "Now that Master is still deceived by him, we must quickly find a way to get rid of him."
"Soul Fiend can only be killed by the way he died during his lifetime." Lin Qingyang looked worried, "If you want to kill Jiuchen, you must first find out how he died five hundred years ago."
Hearing this, everyone frowned.
Su Ruohuan couldn't help but said, "He has been dead for five hundred years, who knows?"
Lin Qingyang turned to look at Jin Buhuan who was familiar with all kinds of historical data.
Jin Buhuan looked embarrassed and shook his head. "As for the fact that he became Otherworldly Demon, there is not even a word left in the history books. I think the records of the truth back then have long been cleaned up by the senior officials of the Human Clan."
Everyone was a little troubled.
Lin Qingyang thought for a while, but had no idea at the moment. He subconsciously raised his hand and pressed his chest, but it was empty.
"We will check this later." Lin Qingyang's voice was a little tight, "My blood contract is broken, A-Qi I don't know what to do now, I have to find him quickly!"
As he said that, he held on to the armrest and was about to stand up. But as soon as he exerted his strength, Spiritual Power, who was stagnant in his meridians, cut through him like a scurrying knife. A sharp pain came over his chest, and Lin Qingyang fell back to the chair as if he was exhausted.
"How can you go out looking for someone like this!" Jin Buhuan said helplessly.
"I'm fine..." Lin Qingyang said.
"You don't even know where he is, where are you going to look for him when he goes out?" Mo Yan advised, "Besides, Immortal Alliance's people must be looking for you all over the world right now. If you go out now, you will die."
Lin Qingyang's face was pale, and his eyes were full of anxiety and worry.
At this time, Li Tian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "I asked Tianxuan Pavilion's hidden stake to inquire about it. Demon King, who has gone crazy, probably made a lot of noise."
Lin Qingyang raised his eyes and looked at Li Tian.
Li Tian pulled out a porcelain bottle from the messy shelf and threw it casually. Mo Yan caught it. It was a bottle of elixir for regulating inner breath.
"Thank you Pavilion Master Li." Although Lin Qingyang is anxious, it seems that this is all he can do now.
Li Tian's face darkened, and he said coldly, "If you really want to thank me, just find a way to kill that monster!" After that, he pointed to the room outside, "There is water and food over there, you can help yourself."
It was getting late at night, and a few people had a quick bite to eat. Lin Qingyang found some clean clothes to change into, and everyone found a corner to rest. But in this situation, no one could sleep, and they all sat there in a daze with serious expressions on their faces.
This secret place is a small building built by the water. Unlike the gloomy and solemn sky outside, the moon here is bright and the wind is clear, and the water surface is as quiet as a mirror. You can even see the fish swimming under the water in the moonlight.
Lin Qingyang is sitting on the corridor outside, and Mo Yan is sitting behind him, urging Spiritual Power to help him sort out the chaotic meridians in his body.
Jin Buhuan stood aside and looked at him with concern. "How do you feel?"
Lin Qingyang nodded. "Much better, but Spiritual Power still can't lift it up."
He tried to adjust Spiritual Power by himself, but there was a dull pain in his chest immediately, and he couldn't help turning his head and coughing.
Jin Buhuan and Mo Yan's expressions instantly became tense.
"What's wrong?" Mo Yan immediately took back his hand.
"Are you okay?" Jin Buhuan also moved closer.
Lin Qingyang glanced at the two nervous people a little strangely. Their usual style was not like this.
"What's going on with you two, that you suddenly care about me so much?" Lin Qingyang looked at them suspiciously.
Jin Buhuan glanced at Mo Yan and gave him a wild look to tell him to speak. Mo Yan frowned and stared back, obviously not wanting to say this. The two just winked at each other in front of Lin Qingyang.
Lin Qingyang sighed helplessly, "What on earth is going on that deserves the two of you being so coy?"
Jin Buhuan was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and then looked at Lin Qingyang with a complex expression. "That's it... I gave you another fortune telling while I was in the mine."
Lin Qingyang looked at him and said nothing.
"I found..." Jin Buhuan gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "Your death... is still there!"
Lin Qingyang looked stunned, and the expression on his face was briefly blank.
"I don't know what's going on!" Jin Buhuan was running around impatiently, "I've never seen anything like this! You've obviously died once, but you still can't survive!"
There was a moment of silence in the corridor, with only the faint sound of the breeze blowing across the water.
Lin Qingyang was silent for a while, then slowly raised his eyes, looked at the cold bright moon in the night sky, and gave a helpless smile, "Maybe, it's really God's will."
He raised his hand and touched his empty chest. It was good, at least it wouldn't hurt him.