Chapter 848: Crystal Ball!

As soon as the Ji Mo Clan is mentioned, the faces of people from Nan Yin Zhou change.

Back then the Ji Mo Clan was exterminated by the Bai Tribe, vanishing overnight from this world, shocking Nan Yin Zhou. Afterwards the Bai Tribe outwardly claimed the Ji Mo Clan had committed unforgivable crimes, but there were also rumors that the Ji Mo Clan had obtained a supreme treasure...

At that time the Bai Tribe was already one of the Three Great Hidden Ethnicities, its prestige even surpassing the Feng and Yun Tribes; moreover, its ties to the Wuji Hall of Xi Ji Shengyu were deep—who would dare say a word against the Bai Tribe?

That matter was thus laid to rest, but who would have thought that today, in this Demon God Relic, Feng Xianyin would bring it up?

After many people roughly understood the situation, they began to feel uneasy; they never expected the Bai Tribe to be so ruthless, and for a moment they didn't know whether to believe Bai Zichuan.

A killing intent flickered in the eyes of the Bai Tribe's person.

"Feng Xianyin, I advise you to watch your words; otherwise, should the Feng Clan's ten‑thousand‑year foundation be destroyed because of you, when you descend to the underworld, the Feng Clan's ancestors may never forgive you!"

Feng Xianyin showed no fear, replying, "I think you should be more worried about this issue than I am."

At this moment, the Thirteen Magic Guards sprang into action, waving their divine weapons, turning to face everyone present.

In an instant, a terrifying aura enveloped everyone's heads.

The crowd looked on in terror at the Thirteen Magic Guards, who resembled ghosts yet exuded immense might; their hearts raced, and they were terrified.

However, the magic guards' targets were clear—they had locked onto Ye Qingran and her group.

"Hey, we're innocent—Xiao Huo, Xiao Bing, let's quickly move to the side!"

This woman Feng Xianyin carried opportunism to the extreme; just moments ago people thought she and Ye Qingran were allies, but now they instantly changed their minds.

"Mother, I want to help Aunt Ye and the others!" Feng Xiaohuo clenched his fists, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens.

"Xiao Bing, what about you?"

"You go on your own."

Feng Xiao Bing left those cool words behind and turned to walk away.

Feng Xianyin waved her handkerchief, saying, "Ah, a grown daughter shouldn't be kept—go on, go on!"

And then she really did hide alone in a corner!

The Thirteen Magic Guards' aura was so strong that Qin Feixue and the others, upon meeting their eyes, could barely catch their breath.

In the next instant, the Thirteen Magic Guards charged at Ye Qingran and her companions; the first guard swung his great blade down in a single strike.

Afterwards came longswords, silver spears, great hammers...

The attacks fell as densely as raindrops, and ordinary people could not possibly block them.

If the Thirteen Magic Guards had not already fallen long ago, and now relied only on the energy of the crystals, then Ye Qingran and her group would stand no chance against the Thirteen Magic Guards that once made countless ancient experts tremble at their mere name.

Seeing the Thirteen Magic Guards attack only Ye Qingran's group, the Bai Tribe's people wore expressions of schadenfreude.

"Ye Qingran, you refused to hand over the Hell Hound, and now you're getting your just deserts, right?"

"Serves you right! You all deserve to die!"

"This is what they call 'human greed is never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant'—even Heaven can't stand it anymore!"

At this point, others also began to feel relieved that Ye Qingran was somewhat stubborn, having no choice but to hand over the Hell Hound; otherwise, they would have been the ones attacked by the Thirteen Magic Guards.

"Nobody help them, or you'll risk drawing the fire onto yourselves!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd, who already had little inclination to help, now had that notion completely dispelled.

"When each of you was demanding the Hell Hound, you all seemed so capable—now that danger's here, why are you all silent?"

Feng Xianyin sneered from the side.

"Feng Xianyin, what right do you have to criticize us? You're no different yourself!"

"Of course I'm different! I have no interest in the Hell Hound at all!"

The Bai Tribe's people were left speechless, each choosing to stand aside and watch the show, unaware that if Ye Qingran's party perished, they too would not survive—lips gone, teeth cold.

Not only were the Thirteen Magic Guards' attacks fiercely violent, but they, like the Hell Hound, were immune to all attacks!

For a moment, Ye Qingran's group of over a dozen found themselves hard-pressed against the Thirteen Magic Guards.

Ye Qingran also had to draw the Ruinous King's Sword, preparing to join the battle; the instant she drew the sword, the red crystal on its hilt flashed, as if it were somehow linked to the crystal on the magic armor.

"Huh?"

This sight made Ye Qingran's eyes widen; "Could it be that the Ruinous King's Sword is also connected to the Demon God Taiyi?"

Fu Hanxiu also saw this and said, "You might try to see whether you can use the crystal on that sword to control the crystal on the magic armor."

Looking at Fu Hanxiu, Ye Qingran thought he had lost his memory and shrunk, possessing little cultivation, yet his mind remained as sharp as ever.

"All right, I'll give it a try!"

Ye Qingran infused the Ruinous King's Sword with Mysterious Force; instantly the crystal on its hilt emitted a more piercing light, an invisible ripple spread outward, the Thirteen Magic Guards' movements stalled, and the crystals on their chests shone even more brilliantly.

This scene made Ye Qingran even more certain that the crystal on the Ruinous King's Sword and the crystal on the magic armor must be closely connected!

She manipulated the red crystal to release an energy from within, splitting it into thirteen strands that shot toward the Thirteen Magic Guards!

In that instant, the Thirteen Magic Guards were all enveloped by the red light, appearing to have their movements restrained, motionless.

"There's hope!" Ye Qingran's eyes glittered with a strange brilliance.

After a few breaths, the crystals detached from the magic armor and flew toward Ye Qingran along the energy beam bursting from the red crystal.

This scene froze everyone's gaze.

No one had expected that Ye Qingran could actually control the Thirteen Magic Guards and successfully detach the crystals from their armor!

When all the crystals hovered before Ye Qingran, the red crystal on the hilt of the Ruinous King's Sword detached from the sword, flew into the void, and took its place at the center of the thirteen crystals.

Among the thirteen crystals, one was the largest—the chief magic guard's; the others, though not as big as that one, were all larger than the red crystal on the sword.

Yet it was obvious that the red crystal on the sword's hilt seemed to possess some kind of summoning power, reducing the rest to mere accompaniment.

After a while, all the crystals burst forth in a blinding light; then everyone saw them spin and converge toward the middle, actually merging into one!

The dazzling light soon faded, leaving a round crystal before Ye Qingran, transparent in texture, with only a red trace in its center.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be exactly the same as the crystal on the sword's hilt!

"All the other crystals have fused together, only my sword‑hilt's crystal remains…"

Ye Qingran's face showed surprise, and for a moment she could not understand the reason.

Feng Xianyin, not knowing when she had come over, stared at the crystal sphere for a while, "It seems the crystal on your sword hilt has become a crystal core. And this crystal sphere is no ordinary object; it is a relic of the Demon Race from back then!"

Ye Qingran turned her face to look at Feng Xianyin, "Do you recognize this crystal sphere?"

Feng Xianyin rolled a White Eye, "Thanks to my man, he knows a lot."

"However, I heard that later this crystal sphere was given by Demon God Taiyi to Kong Sang Da Di, though I'm not sure if it's true."

Ye Qingran's eyes flashed with an unusual light.

The sculptures of the Three Great Sects in the Floating Life Realm, the Ruinous King's Sword and its crystal, Demon God Taiyi's demon armor…

All this laid before one's eyes makes it hard not to speculate about the relationship between Demon God Taiyi and Kong Sang Da Di.

The demon armor, having lost its crystal, instantly turned dull, and the energy bodies of the Thirteen Demon Guard also vanished.

Seeing this, Bai Zichuan's eyes brightened, his figure flashed, and he flew toward the demon armor!