Rescue

The area outside White Sand Mountain has been peaceful and Anning ever since the Lu Household was massacred decades ago and Qixia Temple took over the area.

But today, this quiet place is bustling with activity.

Not far from White Sand Mountain, the Wuwen and Blood Springs intertwined and surged like two opposing undercurrents, dyeing half the sky with an uncertain light.

Several figures stood facing each other, each Law Artifact. In the center were two similar-looking youths, both severely injured and barely breathing, their clothes stained with blood. Around them, five or six men in blood-stained clothes and two women in pink formed a circle, staring at them with hostile eyes.

The taller boy glanced around and said in a deep voice:

"You demonic Demonic Dao dare to stir up trouble in my Nanzhao land? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the royal family?"

The leader of the blood-stained men stepped forward and sneered:

"Lu Ming, you're too naive. Nanzhao is in chaos right now. The royal family can only hold onto the capital city. How can they have the strength to deal with you? If you know what's good for you, hand over the Lu Household's Spirit Artifact Scarlet Jiao Lock and the Black Armor Golden Screen, and I'll spare your lives."

Upon hearing this, the blood-clad men and the pink-clad woman all revealed sneers of certainty.

Lu Ming didn't answer, but the thin boy beside him angrily said:

"If you want these two Spirit Treasure, you should go to Golden Ao Mountain and find the abbot of Qixia Temple! Back then, the abbot of Qixia Temple slaughtered my entire Lu Household, and all the treasures are in his hands. What are you doing here looking for us!"

At this moment, the slightly older woman in pink spoke up:

"Lu Chang, five years ago, when you two emerged from the Water Palace Secret Realm of Cibi Lake, Qixia Temple returned White Sand Mountain and the two Spirit Artifact to you. Did you really think we were completely out of touch?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chang was about to retort, but the next moment, a crimson chain flew out of Lu Ming's hand and headed towards the pink-clad woman who had just spoken.

Lu Chang couldn't help but look at Lu Ming:

"Ming-ge, didn't we agree..."

But before he could finish speaking, Lu Ming interrupted him, saying in a telepathic voice:

"Brother Chang, they came prepared and won't let us go. I'll hold them off for a bit, you escape first, escape to the Nanzhao Royal City. That's the only place that can protect our lives now. White Sand Mountain... and these two Spirit Artifact, we can't hold them."

At this point, the Scarlet Jiao Lock had already flown to the woman in pink. The woman was terrified the moment the chains appeared, and hurriedly took out a shield made of Gathering Wood energy to block it, but the shield was pierced by the chains in the blink of an eye.

At the most critical moment, she crushed a talisman and her figure appeared in the distance.

"Do it!"

Another woman in pink and the rest of the people in blood-red robes raised their Law Artifact, Law Technique rained down on the two of them like a storm.

Lu Ming wielded the Scarlet Jiao Lock with incredible speed, displaying the full power of the Spirit Artifact.

The Scarlet Jiao Lock is Spirit Artifact of the Blazing Fire element. Wherever the chains pass, flames blaze, dispelling any incoming Law Technique.

Lu Chang also summoned a golden shield, its entire body dark gold with hidden Xuanwu tortoise patterns on the surface, solid and heavy, blocking in front of the two.

However, the opposing side had the upper hand in numbers. The leader, a man in blood-red robes, took out a small, crimson cauldron. The cauldron was covered with blood-red patterns, and a blood spring gushed within it, clearly indicating that it was also a Spirit Artifact. With a flick of his wrist, a stream of crimson blood, carrying intense corrosive power, poured from the cauldron's mouth and poured down on Lu Ming's head.

Within that blood spring, countless distorted human faces floated and sank, mouths agape but silent, as if weeping and lamenting—a sign that the "Myriad Spirits Banquet, "Immortal Foundation a foundational cultivation technique of Blood Qi, was being activated.

Now, activated by the Spirit Artifact, its power is amplified.

Almost simultaneously, another woman in pink took out a bronze mirror, its surface gleaming with an eerie pink light. She blew a breath into the mirror, and a wisp of pink smoke emerged from it, silently entangling Lu Chang.

Countless graceful figures seemed to appear and disappear in the misty haze, their laughter and chatter piercing the Spirit Platform. This was the "Draw into Perdition" Immortal Foundation of the Desire Devil, which was also activated by Spirit Artifact.

"Changdi, close the Spirit Platform!"

Lu Chang felt a jolt in his Spirit Platform, and his consciousness wavered for a moment. Fortunately, he cultivated the "Omen Words Manifest" immortal Immortal Foundation of the Witch Talisman, which made him extremely sensitive to changes in his mind. He immediately bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the golden shield.

The golden shield with its black tortoise pattern suddenly shone brightly, keeping the pink haze several feet away.

But this momentary lapse in concentration allowed the blood-clad man's blood fountain to take advantage of the situation and enter.

The crimson spring of blood crashed into the Scarlet Jiao Lock, dimming the flames on the chains.

Lu Ming's tiger's mouth trembled, and he felt a cold force rushing into his meridians along the chains, causing his entire right arm to go numb for a moment.

"Ming-ge!"

"Walk!"

Lu Ming gritted his teeth and swept the Scarlet Jiao Lock horizontally, the chain transforming into a crimson fire dragon, forcing back the blood-clad man who was close behind.

He grabbed Lu Chang with his left hand, took out a talisman from his pocket with his right hand, and slammed it onto the ground.

The Purple Mansion Spirit Talisman of the Subterranean Water Path!

The moment the talisman exploded, a deep, dark light surged from the ground, like an underground river appearing out of thin air.

The shimmering water enveloped the two figures, and they sped away towards Cibi Lake, following the earth's moisture.

"Purple Mansion Talisman!" The leader of the blood-clad men's expressions changed drastically. "Chase him! He won't last long!"

The men in blood-red robes quickly mounted their escape lights and headed towards the remaining traces of the water vein.

But it was too late for them.

Seven streaks of light streaked towards the direction of Cibi Lake, moving as fast as shooting stars.

A Cold Qi, as cold as frost, enveloped everything in its path, leaving behind a misty, icy haze; a radiant glow, as dazzling as a ribbon; a golden ray, as intense as the sun; and four fiery flames, surging like a phoenix spreading its wings.

"Strange Cold Branch!"

Ren Han struck first, his longsword flashing across the sky, its frost-like light freezing the leading blood-clad man and the blood spring together in mid-air.

The blood spring stagnated, and the man in blood-red clothes' expression changed drastically as he retreated hastily. But the Cold Qi was like a bone-deep infection; wherever he retreated, the frost followed.

"Draped in Rosy Radiance!"

Lu Yuan unfurled the Nine Heavens Auspicious Cloud Banner, and layers of rosy light spread out, like a ten-thousand-foot brocade cascading down, enveloping the three blood-clad men at the forefront. The rosy light neither killed nor harmed, but it firmly bound the three men, rendering them unable to move.

" Under the Shining Down Below!"

A golden sun shone brightly in Zichuan's palm, and the Great Yang's destructive light poured down like a torrential rain, forcing the blood-clad man on the other side to retreat repeatedly.

"Nurture Flame Embryo!"

Li Xu, Yang Zhao, Lin Shuang, and Xu Qingluo attacked simultaneously, unleashing four crimson flames that spread out like a tide, separating and surrounding the remaining blood-clad man and the pink-clad woman. The Blazing Fire caused the pink smoke of the Desire Devil Path to melt away inch by inch in the flames, like snow meeting the sun.

"Qixia Temple!" The leader of the blood-clad men recognized the person and his face turned ashen.

Ren Han did not reply, but brandished his long sword and unleashed his Cold Qi once more.

Frost surged like a tide, freezing the blood fountain of the leading blood-clad man inch by inch. The blood-clad man, at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage, tried his best to shatter the ice, but was forced back several miles.

But Ren Han had no intention of letting him go.

With a flick of his left hand, a spirit sword made entirely of crimson gold appeared in his palm. The blade was engraved with nine patterns of summer heat, and a thumb-sized crimson gem was embedded in the hilt, its brilliance restrained yet radiating a constant heat. It was none other than the Vermilion Brightness Sword, Su Yao's spirit sword.

Although Ren Han was not from the Balmy Wind sect, the power of the Vermilion Brightness Sword itself, Spirit Treasure, was enough to make these Foundation Establishment Devil Cultivator unable to withstand it. With a swing of his sword, the Balmy Wind heat pierced the sun like a rainbow, sealing off the retreat of the leading blood-clad man.

"Spirit Treasure?!"

The leader of the blood-clad men was horrified and desperately summoned the Blood Cauldron to shield himself. However, the Blood Cauldron was merely a Spirit Artifact artifact, and when Vermilion Brightness Sword slashed at it, a long crack appeared in its body, and a fountain of blood gushed out, splashing all over him.