Seven days later, deep in the Ghost Crying Ridge.
Gu Yuruo, looking disheveled, staggered along the rocky path, bent over, and with the long sword in her hand, she kept fiddling with the black weeds on the ground, as if she was looking for something.
This is a very strange place, with a strong smell of death everywhere. The trees growing here all have strangely twisted branches, with the branches stretching out in all directions with their fangs and claws bared. The leaves are as black as ink, which is very strange.
Gu Yuruo seemed to have suffered a lot on the way here. She looked very embarrassed at this moment. Not only were her clothes torn, but her skin was also covered with cuts.
The strange thing was that she had an excited smile on her face, and she was muttering to herself: "This should be it. The thing must be nearby. I can feel it, it's very close, and soon, I will get it."
She didn't notice that the faint black air in the air, invisible to the naked eye, was invading her wound bit by bit and slowly seeping in.
As the black air continued to seep in, Gu Yuruo not only did not feel tired or afraid, but became more and more excited.
She looked at everything in front of her excitedly, as if this was no longer the strange and terrifying Ghost Crying Ridge, but a holy place for martial artists to practice.
The long sword kept pushing the black weeds, and finally, a "ding" sound came from the tip of the sword, as if it had hit something hard.
Gu Yuruo's face changed and she quickly squatted down, impatiently pushing away the weeds with her hands.
The black weeds were thin and long, with tiny serrations on the edges of the slender leaves. When Gu Yuruo touched them with her hands, the serrations cut her delicate skin.
She didn't feel any pain at all, but instead felt extremely excited.
Soon the weeds were pushed aside, revealing a broken stone tablet.
The stone tablet lay quietly on the ground, but no moss grew on it. Instead, it was strangely clean. However, perhaps because it was too old, it was covered with cracks, as if it would soon be completely broken into powder.
Gu Yuruo stared at the stone tablet. No, to be more precise, she was looking at the center of the stone tablet.
There is a spherical bulge there, and below the bulge is a narrow horizontal crack.
Because of its age, the cracks have been blocked by mud and sand and cannot be seen without careful observation.
Gu Yuluo looked at the bulge with a more and more fiery gaze, and murmured, "Yes, it is it, I finally found it, this time it is mine, it belongs to me, Gu Yuluo!"
Before she finished speaking, she couldn't wait to reach out her hand and grab the spherical protrusion. Unconsciously, her eyes had turned completely black, weird and scary.
But the next moment, her smile suddenly froze on her face. As if she had noticed something, she frowned in confusion and slowly lowered her head.
Then, her eyes suddenly widened and her face looked extremely horrified.
A piece of sword tip pierced out from her heart, and the blade was stained with blood, and its original appearance could not be seen at all.
She turned her head stiffly and saw an old man with a solemn look standing behind her. In his hand, he was holding a simple-looking long sword.
“You… are… Yan…” Gu Yuruo opened her mouth, but her voice became lower and lower. Before she could finish her words, she fell down with her eyes wide open, unwillingly.
Yan Nantian drew out his sword and threw her body aside. He stared at the stone tablet with his eyes. His pupils were sometimes dark and sometimes bright, as if he was under some strong bewitchment.
Gradually, his pupils turned completely black, and his right hand holding the sword slowly loosened.
With a "bang", the ancient-looking long sword fell on the grass.
Yan Nantian's right hand was shaking constantly as he slowly stretched it towards the stone tablet. His right hand was shaking constantly, as if his instinct was still struggling violently, but in the end he still couldn't resist the strange and strong temptation.
Trembling, his right hand kept moving closer to the stone tablet, and was about to grab the spherical bulge.
But at this moment, a loud and clear cry suddenly sounded.
As the voice sounded, two stars suddenly lit up in Yan Nantian's dark pupils. He quickly retracted his hand, picked up the fallen sword, and retreated dozens of steps in fear, keeping a distance from the stone tablet.
With a strong sense of fear in his heart, he turned his head and looked in the direction where the crying sound came from.
When he saw this, he was instantly dumbfounded.
In mid-air, two figures were flying towards them at an extremely fast speed. Next to them, a blue parrot was performing fancy gliding in a showy manner.
Yan Nantian speechlessly withdrew his gaze from the parrot, then turned his gaze to the feet of the two people.
Then, he couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his eyes, suspecting that his eyes were blurry.
The two people who came were Jun Tianheng and Lan Ke. What Yan Nantian was concerned about was that they were standing on an unusually large sword.
That should be a sword, right? But isn't it too big? Also, how did it fly? Is there a sword that can fly in this world
Yan Nantian didn’t know that Jun Tianheng actually wanted to ask the same question.
He was standing behind Lan Ke at this time, and in order to avoid a death-causing fall from a high altitude, he put his hands on Lan Ke's waist.
Ever since those hands were placed on him, his heart could not calm down and he had no time to care about anything else.
He had already gotten used to flying all the way here, but when he saw Yan Nantian, he suddenly became nervous again and subconsciously looked at Lan Ke.
Lan Ke didn't have the heart to think too much, Babao was constantly transmitting messages to her: "Ake, there should be a seal in the place ahead, I can already feel it.
Oh my God, the seal has loosened. This damn place is full of deathly energy from the underworld. We must find a way to reinforce the seal, otherwise, once the seal is completely destroyed, the entrance here will be opened.
At that time, the death energy of the underworld will rush in, and this plane will gradually be assimilated into the dead plane. Damn, I understand, this seal is the key!
It must be that idiot Gu Yuluo who was reborn and came here, breaking the seal, causing the death energy and the dead spirits from the underworld to invade and mess up this plane."
Just as it finished shouting, it suddenly exclaimed: "Ake, quickly open the system panel! A new task has been triggered, seal the entrance to the underworld, look quickly."
Lan Ke heard this and immediately opened the system panel, and indeed saw the new task mentioned by Babao. To her relief, the system probably knew that she was very poor now, and provided her with a seal scroll, which could strengthen the seal here as long as it was used.
As for completely sealing it, it is currently impossible.
As soon as Lan Ke took out the scroll, Babao cunningly gave her an idea: "Ake, let the guy surnamed Yan do it. His strength is higher than yours, and it will be more effective if he does it."
Lan Ke subconsciously looked at Jun Tianheng: "Can you do me a favor?"
Jun Tianheng suddenly became nervous and felt inexplicably uneasy.