Chapter 1967 - 1950: A Heavy Gift of Thanks

Witch Saint, Mo Yue, Yue Qianqiu, and others invited them to explore the white Giant Tower together. It was already strange and suspicious, so Xiao Ye and his companions naturally were extremely cautious; only after everyone rushed in did they carefully step inside.

Upon entering, Xiao Ye immediately sensed a terrifying aura sweeping over, suppressing their Spiritual Sense.

He looked around, seeing darkness all around, a passage leading downward, already inside the white Giant Tower. The tower’s walls were made of unknown material, difficult to shake.

The group cautiously surveyed their surroundings, guarding against danger while flying downward.

Since it could be called a Holy Land by the Semi-Saint of the Blood Slaying Clan, this place was definitely extraordinary.

Sure enough, the group flew downward for a full five days and still hadn’t reached the bottom of the White Tower. The scenery remained unchanged as if they were trapped in a maze.

"What’s going on?"

"We flew from the bottom to the top in just three days!"

This made everyone frown, growing increasingly impatient.

"Could it be that we are trapped in an Array?" Xiao Ye murmured softly.

"Humph!"

"I don’t want this anymore; I want to see what’s so strange about this Giant Tower!"

Suddenly, Mo Yue from the Sky Demon Clan’s team let out a low growl, slashing his Demon Saber towards the wall, wanting to directly split the Giant Tower.

Buzz!

However, his saber strike was like a stone sinking into the sea, barely affecting the walls while causing the void inside the tower to tremble crazily, runes flowing everywhere.

"Not good!"

"Did it trigger the Array?"

Seeing the runes growing more and more numerous, densely sweeping towards them, everyone was shocked, activating their defenses.

Yet these runes floated over like rootless duckweed.

Swish!

Mo Yue took the brunt, covered by countless runes, and disappeared into the void.

Swish!

Following him, the Sky Demon Clan experts beside him also disappeared into the void.

"What’s happening?"

The remaining people were terrified; Yue Qianqiu’s eyes trembled: "This must be a Teleportation Array. Without finding the Array’s core, these Array Runes are endless, beyond our capability."

What!

Hearing Yue Qianqiu, everyone felt a chill directly hitting their minds.

Where would these Teleportation Array Runes transport them?

Swish, swish, swish!

As time passed, the martial artists inside the Giant Tower grew fewer, all teleported away.

"Where is this?"

Xiao Ye only felt his vision blur, landing on a white stone avenue, surveying his surroundings, instantly shocked.

Now, he was in an ancient city, its architectural style consistent with the Blood Slaying Clan, resembling Bloodshed Sacred City but without any decay, the city cleaned very well.

Xiao Ye discovered his Spiritual Sense was suppressed, so he stepped forward.

The city was very quiet, with no one in sight, and no end in view.

"Xiao Ye, you should be caught in some Array."

"But don’t worry, I sense this Array has no aggression." The Time Great Saint’s voice came, making Xiao Ye frown.

Though the Array had no aggression, he couldn’t stay trapped here.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Suddenly, a series of heavy footsteps sounded, startling Xiao Ye, vigilant towards the front.

From a building, a towering figure emerged.

He looked like a skeleton, skin blood-red, holding a Trident, clearly a martial artist of the Blood Slaying Clan, but his blue Spirit Blood flowed poorly.

"It’s you!"

Xiao Ye slightly stunned, exclaimed.

His group from the Void Great Realm had been intercepted by Blood Slaying Clan experts before entering Bloodshed Sacred City; this person was the leader, his iconic Trident leaving a deep impression.

"Outsider, I never thought you would remember me."

The martial artist slowly walked over, his voice deep and powerful.

"You are not my match; do not force me." Xiao Ye gazed at him, speaking softly.

Feeling for the Blood Slaying Clan’s plight, yet if the other harbored deadly intent, he wouldn’t be merciful.

And his entrapment by the Array was likely related to the other.

"I’ve been watching you all along."

"You are indeed different from other outsiders, thanks for saving my clan’s child, he’s very cute, the ancestor’s only bloodline left!"

He walked before Xiao Ye, then sat cross-legged, as if the journey drained all his strength, even his speech softened, no longer resentful.

"What!"

Xiao Ye felt like struck by lightning, remembering the toddler he saved from Sky Demon Clan experts.

The child was actually a Saint Rank expert’s descendant?

"My clan’s Semi-Saints are dead or fled; I’m dying too, unable to protect our honor anymore."

"But before I die, I must exert some effort, activating the Array to separate you; even if it doesn’t kill them, it should at least make them bleed, except for you."

The martial artist’s gaze grew darker.

"The ancestor’s Starry Sky Secret Realm will inevitably be found; take this item with you, don’t store it in the Space Ring, it’ll come in handy, consider it my thanks."

The martial artist took out a Jade Pendant stained with blue blood, flicked it.

Xiao Ye instinctively reached to catch it.

A seemingly ordinary Jade Pendant, the words ’Blood Slaying’ contained an ancient aura.

"Could this Jade Pendant be related to the Saint Rank Starry Sky Secret Realm?" Xiao Ye thought, finding no major discovery, kept it.

"This Array will automatically disappear in three days, with no danger."

The martial artist’s words abruptly ceased, head drooping, body shattering into fragments, scattered by a breeze, vanished without a trace.

Only the Trident stuck in the ground seemed mournfully bidding farewell to its master.

This martial artist guarded the Blood Slaying Clan with his life, ultimately falling in battle.

"Go well."

Xiao Ye was silent for a long time, eventually sighing, stepping forward to pull out the Trident, buried it somewhere.

"I, Xiao Ye, must transform into a Saint in this life!" Xiao Ye clenched his fists.

Witnessing the martial artist’s passing touched him deeply, realizing the truth behind ’without reaching Saint Rank, all are ants’.

Like these Spirit Rank Martial Artists, they seem to train in the Slaughter Blood Major World, but are they not pawns of Saint Rank experts?

"These three days, I’ll cultivate."

Xiao Ye sat cross-legged in the city, beginning his Meditation.