In the middle of the altar, a huge stone slab slowly rose, and a thousand-year-old painting appeared on it. The woman in the painting fluttered clothes and looked peerless, but there was an indescribable sadness between her eyebrows.

"Is this... the Lord of the Tianji Pavilion?" Guanglingzi narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman in the painting greedily.

He has studied Tianji Pavilion for many years, but has never seen the true appearance of the Pavilion Master.

The scroll slowly unfolds, revealing a shocking secret: beside the woman, a baby in a swaddling clothes was snuggled up, and a familiar jade pendant was hanging between the baby's neck - exactly the same as the one on Xi Yu's neck!

"Yu'er..." A misty voice echoed on the altar, with endless sorrow and attachment.

The figure of the girl in purple was peeled off from Cai's father's body, as vague as light smoke.

She stared at the scroll with complex eyes, angry, helpless, and deep sorrow.

"What you stole was not only the secret book of Tianji Pavilion, but also my last chance to continue my bloodline!" The purple-clad woman's voice was sharp and harsh, with a chill of resentment for thousands of years.

Cai's father collapsed on the ground and trembled all over. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He stole secret books to save his daughter's life, but he did not expect that it would cause such a huge disaster.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The Iron Armored Guard suddenly turned against him and pointed the sword in his hand directly at Sima Zhao!

A pattern that was the same as the Xi Yu jade pendant appeared on his neck, emitting a dazzling light.

"He is... the person from the Xi family?" Lei Dunzhu widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

He recognized a mark on the right arm of the Iron Guard Commander, "He is the son of the Xijia Private Army Commander who disappeared twenty years ago!"

Sima Zhao was caught off guard and was stabbed through the chest with a sword by the Iron Armored Guard.

He looked at the scene in disbelief,

"Why...Why..." Sima Zhao's voice became weaker and weaker, and he finally fell into a pool of blood.

In the chaos, Cai Wenshuang took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and stuffed the brown pills inside into Xi Yu's mouth.

This is the secret medicine of mountain people left by her mother, and it is said that it can bring back the dead.

"Living...you must live..." Cai Wenshuang's voice trembled, and tears blurred her eyes.

The two fell into a coma at the same time, with their palms overlapping.

At this moment, Xi Yu's jade pendant and Cai's father's arm actually combined into a complete pattern - the activation array diagram of Tianji Lock!

The light of the altar became more and more powerful, and a powerful force surged out of the array map, sweeping across the entire underground space.

"No..." Guanglingzi screamed in horror, trying to escape, but found that he was bound by an invisible force and could not move.

Master Qingfeng smiled madly, and he opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace the power of destruction.

"Hahaha... Finally... we're coming..."

The vibrations in the underground stopped and the settlement of the city also stopped.

Everything seemed to be still, only the dazzling light on the altar and the overlapping hands...

Suddenly, a delicate figure appeared on the edge of the altar.

She was wearing a red dress, pale face, and held a blood-stained broken sword in her hand.

She looked at the unconscious Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"The game... has just begun..." Xiaohong said softly, his eyes cold.

Xiaohong's slender fingers tightly held the blood-stained broken sword, and the sword body was still trembling slightly, like a dying butterfly.

On her pale face, a decisive smile was as sad as a flash in the pan.

Without any hesitation, she stabbed the broken sword into her heart.

Blood gushed out, dyeing her clothes red and the cold stone slabs of the altar red.

At that moment, time seemed to stagnate.

The originally dull jade pendant between Xiaohong's eyebrows suddenly burst out with dazzling light, turning into a pillar of light to penetrate the sky, tearing the dark dome apart, like a bridge connecting the sky and the earth.

"You girl, you actually used your twin souls to force the barrier of time and space!" The purple-clothed woman's scream resounded throughout the ground, with anger and disbelief.

Her voice was no longer ethereal and ethereal, but was filled with harsh noises, as if a thousand-year-old resentment had completely exploded at this moment.

A loud noise like a mountain collapsed and cracked came from deep underground, as if a sleeping giant beast was awakened and roared angrily.

The altar shook violently, the surrounding stone walls began to collapse, and the gravel fell like raindrops.

Xi Yu suddenly opened his eyes, a chaotic scene reflected in his pupils, and his ears were buzzing, as if countless bees were flying in his ears.

He felt a severe headache, as if something was about to explode from his mind.

He subconsciously clenched the hand beside him, and the softness of his hand made him slightly stunned.

Cai Wenshuang also opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.

She saw Xi Yu, the collapsed altar, and the light pillar that pierced the sky.

She felt an inexplicable fear, as if something terrible was about to happen.

At this moment, they saw the terrifying figure in the center of the altar at the same time - the purple-clad woman and Sima Zhao's bodies actually merged together!

The body after the fusion is tall and twisted, and the long hair of the purple woman in her hair is intertwined with Sima Zhao's armor, forming a strange harmony.

The face of the woman in purple is still beautiful, but full of gloom and evil, while Sima Zhao's face is twisted and deformed, full of pain and struggle.

Their eyes were hollow and numb, but they exuded a creepy chill.

A powerful sense of oppression emanated from the fusion body, making Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang feel suffocated.

They instinctively wanted to escape, but found that their bodies were bound by an invisible force and could not move.

In the distance, a loud trumpet sound came, breaking through the silence underground.

That was the horn sound of Xi Yu's old subordinate!

The army of secret guards broke into the city!

The sound of the horn was like a ray of dawn, illuminating the dark underground and igniting the flame of hope in Xi Yu's heart.

"Reinforcements... are coming..." Xi Yu murmured to himself, his voice hoarse, but full of power.

He turned to look at Cai Wenshuang, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "We... can't give up..."

Cai Wenshuang held Xi Yu's hand tightly, felt the warmth in his palm, and a flame of hope ignited in her eyes.

"Well..." She nodded slightly and said with all her strength, "We... together..."

At this moment, the fused monster suddenly let out a deafening roar, and the entire underground space trembled.

"Xi Yu! Do you think you can really escape my control?" The monster's voice was hoarse and sharp, with endless resentment and anger, "Today, you all will die here!"

The monster raised his huge palm and slapped at Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang...

"No..." A cold voice suddenly rang out, "The game...it's just really starting now..."

"boom--"

The huge palm wrapped around the power to destroy the world. Before it fell, the strong wind had already blew across Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang's cheeks like a knife.

The two hugged each other tightly and closed their eyes in despair.

However, the expected death did not come.

A crisp metal impact sound, accompanied by a "crack" crack, exploded in my ears.

Xi Yu suddenly opened his eyes and saw a black figure blocking them like a ghost.

The figure held a broken sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced deeply into the monster's palm.

Blood gushed out like a sensation.

"Lin...Lin Pojun?!" Xi Yu looked at the familiar and unfamiliar back in disbelief, his voice trembling.

"Prime Minister... Go quickly..." Lin Pojun's voice was hoarse and weak, as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

His body trembled violently, as if he would fall down at any time.

"No! I won't leave! I'm going to go together!" Xi Yu struggled to stand up, but found that his body seemed to be pressed by a huge rock that could not move at all.

"Hehe...hehe..." Lin Pojun suddenly let out a low and strange laughter, his body slowly turned, revealing a pale face as white as paper.

The face was covered with hideous scars, dripping blood, shocking.

But his eyes were extremely firm, even with a hint of...fanity!

"Prime Minister... Do you still remember... in the northern border... how did we survive?" Lin Pojun's voice intermittently, as if he would die at any time.

Xi Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, of course he remembered!

That year, northern Xinjiang had a severe drought and food harvests were out of reach.

The enemy took the opportunity to invade. They were trapped in the valley, exhausted from ammunition and food, and almost fell into a desperate situation.

It was Lin Pojun who led several suicide squadrons to use his flesh and blood to break up a bloody road and gain a glimmer of hope for the army.

And he almost died because of this...
To be continued...