Shortly after the arm disappeared, the secret door of the stone room was pushed open from the outside.
Jiang Ci walked in and glanced at the storage utensils on the floor. There were mountains of Storage Bag and storage rings, and the Spirit Stone and elixirs contained in them together were an astonishing amount, enough to run a small sect.
He squatted down and began to open Storage Bag one by one.
Every time he opened the bag, Divine Sense poked his head into it, scanned it, and then threw it aside. He didn't care when Spirit Stone rolled out of the bag, and the elixir bottle fell out of it without even looking at it.
When he reached the 100th page, his hand stopped.
If Qin Tiexin is here, you can recognize that it is Storage Bag of Cao Mu. The things inside were originally intended to be given to Senior Brother Chen Xi, but they were also placed here.
Jiang Ci puts the items in Storage Bag into his storage ring and continues to look for the next one.
After a while.
Qin Tiexin felt Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts pause suddenly. He thought the sensor had failed and was about to call out again. At this moment, something suddenly appeared in the palm of Qin Tiexin's right palm.
It was about five feet long, dry and hard, with gray-brown skin clinging to the bones, and dark golden runes shining faintly in the blood in the palm of his hand. It was that arm. At the moment, it was lying quietly in his palm, completely covered in blood, and the surrounding light was extremely dim, so no one noticed that there was something in his hand.
[Danger? Are you talking about this?]
Qin Tiexin Feeling the arm in his palm, he was shocked.
This arm can not only run out of Storage Bag, but can also pass through the layers of formations laid out by the Golden Core monk, pass through rocks more than ten feet thick, and reach him in the blink of an eye. This ability is completely beyond his understanding of Law Artifact or even Law Treasure.
"Senior, we were captured by evil people and imprisoned in this pool of blood. Senior Divine Ability, can you rescue us? This is a great kindness, I will remember it in my heart."
[I can only take you away.]
Qin Tiexin was silent for a moment, then asked, "Can you take both of us away?"
[No.]
Qin Tiexin turned around and glanced at Duan Xuan beside her. She stood upright in the blood pool, and the blood had already reached her waist. Her eyes were looking at the flashing Spirit Rune on the wall of the pool, her brows furrowed, as if she was thinking about something. Her right hand was still holding the corner of his clothes below the water level, holding it tightly.
"Senior, can you kill the monk who came to capture us?"
[Can't.]
"Can you send a message to Wind and Snow Pass for me?"
[Can't.]
Qin Tiexin doesn't know what to say. Let's say it's not strong. It can pass through the formations, pass through the rock formations more than ten feet thick, and teleport directly into his hands. Let's say it's strong. It can't do anything except take him away alone. It can't kill True Person Xueying, it can't break the formation, it can't take Duan Xuan away, and it can't even send a message.
But it's okay, at least his life is protected.
In addition, he also sensed another thing.
The connection between him and the [Little Death-Substitution Puppet] given to him by Chen Xi is still there. That puppet should be piled somewhere together with all Storage Bag, but the vague feeling still exists.
It's just that he has never used this thing before, so he doesn't know how it triggers death.
While he was thinking, Duan Xuan's hand suddenly stretched out and held his palm.
Her palm was a circle smaller than his, her fingers passed through his fingers, and there was a hard object pressed in the palm. Qin Tiexin lowered his head - through the dim halo of patterns on the surface of the blood pool, he could see that it was a jade pendant no more than the size of a thumb, round, with rounded edges, and the jade was transparent and delicate, without a trace of impurities.
The interior of the jade pendant was densely engraved with Spirit Rune, which was more complex than any talisman he had ever seen. Those Spirit Runes extended layer by layer from the deepest part of the jade heart, as if they were born there.
A cool feeling seeped out from the jade pendant, traveling upstream along the palm of the hand and reaching the sea of consciousness. The depths of the sea of consciousness vibrated slightly.
Duan Xuan leaned close to his ear, breathing so softly that it was almost inaudible. "Hold me tight. If something happens, this thing can keep our two true spirits alive."
The true spirit never dissipates.
In the world of immortality, these four words are more important than a piece of Law Treasure.
With such a thing, even if the physical body is destroyed, it can still exist in a spiritual state, have the opportunity to be reincarnated and rebuild, and even be reincarnated with memories.
This level of life-saving means is simply beyond the reach of ordinary sect disciples.
However, this jade pendant is usually only enough to protect one person. If two people share it, the effect will be greatly reduced, and the memory of both people may be damaged.
Qin Tiexin did not take the piece of jade. He folded Duan Xuan's fingers back one by one and wrapped the jade pendant tightly in her palm.
"I can't help it."
Duan Xuan looked up at him. The dark red light reflected from the blood pool swayed on his face. His expression was the same as usual, but this time Duan Xuan did not look away. She looked at him for several breaths, then turned her finger, and the jade pendant disappeared silently into her palm.
His eyes scanned the crowd in the pool.
Some people were still shouting and trying to organize a second breakout, some were leaning on the wall of the pool to lift their feet out of the water, and some were shouting and cursing.
But Qin Tiexin can see that although everyone here has been searched Storage Bag and Law Artifact, their spiritual power has been completely banned, and their bodies are so weak that they cannot use their strength, but these monks are from various sects. It is not impossible for the elites of various factions to hide one or two trump cards that are not in Storage Bag and can be triggered without relying on spiritual power, just like Duan Xuan's jade pendant and his own Little Death-Substitution Puppet.
It's just that no one will reveal it until the last moment.
At this moment, the monk above him came over again.
This time, it was no longer Demon Beast corpses that fell down, but Devil Race corpses one after another sliding down from above and smashing into the pool, with splashes of blood splashing on the faces of the monks beside the pool.
The corpses were large and small, and some of them were still wearing broken Devil Race armor. The flesh lining the armor had rotted and turned black. The magic horns on their foreheads ranged from an inch to a foot. Although the magic lines at the base of the horns had dimmed, they still exuded a faint sense of oppression.
The largest one among them was over a foot long, with burnt black scales covering its back, and fangs protruding from both sides of its lower jaw. Even though it was dead, its white eyes still revealed an indescribable ferocity.
The body began to melt after it fell into the pool, much faster than before.
The flesh and blood turned into viscous plasma and blended into the pool water, and the bones sank to the bottom, slowly dissipating in the dark red light Spirit Rune at the bottom of the pool. All Devil Race Qi and Blood were squeezed clean.
At this moment, the entire blood pool began to boil.
The temperature of the entire pool water is rising sharply, and the Spirit Rune at the bottom of the pool has changed from dark red to bright red, and the lines are beating so fast that they can no longer be seen with the naked eye.
The pool water evaporated into a large blood-red mist, and the air became sticky and hot. Every breath in was like swallowing a mouthful of boiling water vapor. Qin Tiexin felt that the blood in the blood vessels seemed to be pulled by some force in the pool water, and began to beat at an abnormal frequency. The pores on the surface of the skin were forcibly opened by a stream of hot air, and the heat flow followed the pores and penetrated into the flesh.
The height of the blood pool was also rising rapidly. Six feet, seven feet, eight feet. The shorter monk was already submerged up to his neck and had to stand on tiptoes and raise his head to maintain breathing.
"My feet!"
A scream exploded in the crowd.
A Body Refining Realm monk looked down at his left foot. Most of the flesh and blood on the sole of the foot had been corroded, exposing the white metatarsal bones and toe joints underneath.
The corrosion continued, and when the flesh and blood peeled off from the bones, you could even see the thin threads of the tendons that had been torn. His feet could no longer support the weight of his body, and his whole body fell to the side.
The two monks next to him subconsciously reached out to help him, but as soon as their fingers touched his arm, they retracted at the same time. White smoke began to emit from their fingertips, and a layer of fine red corrosion lines appeared on the surface of the skin. The lines climbed all the way up from the fingertips, and spread to the wrists within a few breaths. The two looked at each other, pushed back from the crowd at the same time, and raised their already red hands above the water, but the corrosion lines had already passed the wrists and were spreading towards the forearms.
The whole blood pool was in a panic. Some people squeezed to the edge of the pool desperately, trying to grab Spirit Rune on the pool wall and climb up. As soon as their palms touched the stone wall, they were bounced back.
Someone stepped on someone else's shoulder and jumped up. Unfortunately, his spiritual power was blocked, and he fell back into the pool along the same path, causing a splash of blood.
Someone shouted loudly that he was the Art of War, an elder of a certain sect, and in the middle of shouting, his mouth was filled with water from the pool.
Someone was leaning against the pool wall with his wrists that had begun to corrode, eyes closed, and chanting a certain mental method Mnemonic quickly, trying to mobilize the blocked spiritual power to make a final resistance.
The monk whose feet were first corroded could no longer hold on. His legs lost support at the same time, his entire upper body fell forward, and his face was buried in the pool of blood. Just as several monks around him tried to pull him, he had already floated up on his own. Only a thin layer of skin remained on the face on the skull, the eye sockets were empty, the lips disappeared, and the exposed teeth glowed palely in the blood.
Qin Tiexin felt an extremely subtle sting coming from the sole of his right foot. It was like countless needle tips piercing the skin at the same time, Penetration the epidermis, burrowing into the dermis, and then began to spread to the muscle layer.
He looked down and saw a layer of fine red lines floating on the skin of his right foot under the pool, exactly the same lines as the monk whose palm was corroded before.
He immediately turned to look at Duan Xuan.
Duan Xuan's right hand is still holding the corner of his clothes, and her left hand is holding the long sword, with the tip of the sword touching the bottom of the pool. She is not a strength-type physical practitioner, nor is she a defensive type. Body Tempering Ninth Layer's Body Refining cultivation level is considered among the female cultivators of the same level. It was good, but placed in this blood pool, her physical defense was obviously not enough. The bottom of her boots had begun to bubble, and the leather curled and wrinkled in the blood, revealing the white cloth lining inside. Her lips pursed into a line, and beads of sweat on her forehead slid down the bridge of her nose.
"All defensive monks go to the outside! Surround the power and speed monks in the middle! Put the bones of Demon Beast and Devil Race under your feet to minimize the contact area with the blood pool! The speed monks jump on the shoulders of the defensive monks and power monks."
Ge Qing's voice sounded again, and everyone quickly acted according to his plan.
The defensive physical cultivators and the strength-type cultivators began to move around in the pool water, and found a few Devil Race bones that had not yet been completely corroded and melted. They stood on them and carried the speed-type cultivators on their shoulders, keeping their soles as far away from the pool surface as possible.
"Step on my shoulders, don't touch the water!" someone shouted in the middle.
But everyone knows this won't last long.
Although a defensive body cultivator in the middle was standing on a piece of Devil Race bone, his calf was still soaked in a pool of blood, and red corrosion lines had begun to appear on his skin. The man's face was red from holding back, veins popped out on his forehead, and his teeth were clenching, but he did not move a step away.
Qin Tiexin glanced at the red-faced Duan Xuan next to her. Without saying anything more to her, he leaned over and hugged Duan Xuan's calf, lifting her up so that she could stand firmly on his shoulders. Her boots were almost completely corroded, and the exposed soles of her feet had begun to be stained with corrosion marks.
"No... no need, I am also a power type..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Qin Tiexin interrupted her. She had confidence in her body. Qin Tiexin felt that the current corrosiveness could not hurt her too much, but Duan Xuan obviously couldn't bear it anymore.
Duan Xuan looked down at him, moved his lips, and didn't say anything more.
Qin Tiexin's right leg has begun to feel hot. The burning sensation spreads upward from the sole of the foot, past the ankle, and is advancing towards the calf. The arm in the palm of the hand suddenly moved, and a sentence came to his mind.
[Do you need me to take you away?]