Chapter 621: The Death Trap of Jiuyou Gu

After three days and three nights of arduous trekking, Lin Xuan and the other two finally arrived at the entrance of Jiuyou Gu.

This place was completely different from the rest of Mo Jie.

A sinister wind whistled as it blew out from the valley entrance, carrying a bone-chilling cold.

Even the Buddha Sect light emitted by the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus became dim, as if suppressed by something.

"So cold..." Xiao Yisheng could not help but shiver.

Lin Xuan looked at the valley before him, a feeling of unease rising in his heart.

The aura here was too evil; it was like the domain of the God of Death.

"Xiao Yuan, what do you see?" Lin Xuan asked.

Xiao Yuan's silver-white pupils flickered violently, and images surged forth like a tide.

Her complexion turned even paler.

"Many... too many..." Xiao Yuan's voice trembled, "Countless An Ying Zhan Shi are lying in ambush everywhere in the valley..."

"Samaier Wang is sitting by the Han Quan, and he is sneering as he waits for us..."

"And... there is also a huge black shadow..."

"What black shadow?" Lin Xuan asked hurriedly.

Xiao Yuan shook her head, a light of fear flashing in her silver-white pupils.

"I can't see it clearly... it's too blurry... but that thing is terrifying..."

"Even more terrifying than Samaier Wang..."

At this moment, Xiao Yisheng took out a compass to check the direction.

But to her shock, the compass needle was spinning wildly and could not stop at all.

"What is going on?" Xiao Yisheng tapped the compass, "Why is the needle spinning randomly?"

"There is powerful magic interference here," Lin Xuan said after a glance, "It seems Samaier Wang was prepared long ago."

Xiao Yuan struggled to stand steady, her silver-white pupils staring fixedly at the valley entrance.

"We must go in," she said firmly, "In all the futures I have seen, only this path can save me."

"Although it is dangerous, there is no other choice."

Lin Xuan nodded and gripped the Taichu Holy Sword tightly.

"Since that is the case, then let's charge in!"

The three of them stepped into Jiuyou Gu.

As soon as they entered the valley, the ground suddenly shook violently.

"Crack! Crack!"

Countless fissures appeared beneath their feet.

Black demonic energy gushed out from the fissures.

Immediately after, thousands of An Ying Zhan Shi surged out from underground.

These warriors were wrapped in black mist, holding Xue Se Chang Dao, their eyes burning with green ghost fire.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan and the other two were completely surrounded.

"Hehehe..."

A sinister laugh came from the depths of the valley.

A huge figure slowly stood up from the Han Quan.

That was Samaier Wang.

He stood a full ten feet tall, his entire body covered in black scales.

Six blood-red eyes stared at Lin Xuan simultaneously, emitting a bloodthirsty light.

"Taichu Immortal Lord, you have finally come."

Samaier Wang's voice was like the bell of hell, filled with the aura of death.

"This king has waited too long for this moment."

Lin Xuan gripped the Taichu Holy Sword tightly, looking coldly at Samaier Wang.

"Less nonsense, hand over the Jiuyou Cold Spring!"

"Hahaha!" Samaier Wang looked up and laughed, "The Jiuyou Cold Spring can indeed save your lover."

"But the premise is that you must survive to get there!"

Xiao Yisheng hurriedly began to prepare her Art of Techniques for healing.

She knew that a fierce battle was about to follow.

Xiao Yuan's silver-white pupils flickered rapidly, trying to see the outcome of the battle.

But the future was a mess, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Kill!" Samaier Wang gave the order.

Thousands of An Ying Zhan Shi charged over like a black tide.

Every warrior radiated suffocating demonic energy.

Their speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed in front of Lin Xuan.

"Taichu Holy Sword!"

Lin Xuan shouted, and the Taichu Holy Sword instantly erupted with brilliant holy light.

Wherever the sword light passed, the dozen or so An Ying Zhan Shi at the very front were directly purified into black smoke.

But the number of enemies was simply too great.

Just as one batch was wiped out, more enemies immediately rushed up.

Moreover, Samaier Wang himself is a top-tier powerhouse of the Mo Jie.

He stood quietly by the Han Quan, his six blood-red eyes full of mockery.

It was clear he wanted to use the Shadow Legion to exhaust Lin Xuan's strength first before making a move.

"Lin Xuan, be careful!" Xiao Yisheng shouted a warning.

Several An Ying Zhan Shi circled behind Lin Xuan, raising their blades to strike.

Although Xiao Yuan's body was weak, she still tried her best to release a silver-white light.

This light struck the ambushing An Ying Zhan Shi, forcing them back a few steps.

"Xiao Yuan, don't push yourself!" Lin Xuan said worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Xiao Yuan insisted.

Lin Xuan swung the Primordial Holy Sword again; the holy light swept across, and another dozen or so enemies were purified.

But he could feel his lifespan slipping away.

Every time he used the full power of the Primordial Holy Sword, he had to pay the price with his life.

Xiao Yisheng saw Lin Xuan's difficulty.

She took out a bottle of Pill and threw it to Lin Xuan.

"This is a Pill to replenish True Essence!" she shouted.

Lin Xuan caught the Pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

The medicinal power of the Pill instantly spread through his body, replenishing his consumed True Essence.

But this only treated the symptoms, not the root cause.

The number of the Shadow Legion seemed endless.

As soon as one batch was wiped out, more surged up from the ground.

Furthermore, Samaier Wang had not yet taken action.

Once he joined the battle, the situation would be even more dangerous.

"I cannot let it drag on like this!" Lin Xuan thought to himself.

He glanced at the Nine Nether Han Quan not far away.

He had to find a way to break through the encirclement and rush directly to the Han Quan.

"Xiao Yisheng, protect Xiao Yuan well!" Lin Xuan said loudly, "I am going to break through!"

Xiao Yisheng immediately understood Lin Xuan's intention.

She released a white light barrier to protect Xiao Yuan.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, and the light on the Primordial Holy Sword became even more brilliant.

He knew the next attack would consume a large amount of his lifespan.

But for Xiao Yuan, it was all worth it.

"Primordial Sword Qi!"

Lin Xuan swung his sword with all his might.

The massive sword qi tore through the darkness, carving a path through the Shadow Legion.

Hundreds of An Ying Zhan Shi were reduced to ashes in the sword qi.

Lin Xuan seized the opportunity to rush toward the direction of the Nine Nether Han Quan.

But Samaier Wang clearly would not let him succeed so easily.

"Want to leave? Keep dreaming!"

Samaier Wang finally moved.

His six blood-red eyes shone simultaneously, and countless blood-colored chains instantly appeared in the air.

These chains coiled toward Lin Xuan like poisonous snakes.

Lin Xuan swung his sword to sever a few chains, but more came at him from all directions.

Just as he was about to be entangled by the chains, Xiao Yuan's voice suddenly rang out.

"Lin Xuan! Three steps to the front left!"

Lin Xuan acted according to Xiao Yuan's instructions without hesitation.

Sure enough, the density of the chains was lowest at that position.

He successfully avoided most of the attacks.

Seeing this, a look of surprise flashed across Samaier Wang's six eyes.

"Precognition? Interesting..." he sneered, "but that won't change your fate!"

More An Ying Zhan Shi surged up from the ground.

The number this time was even greater than before, densely filling the entire valley.

Lin Xuan gripped the Primordial Holy Sword tightly, the flames of battle burning in his eyes.

Although the enemies were numerous and the path ahead was perilous.

But for Xiao Yuan, he would never retreat!