[There are three layers of seals here. I use the Eyes of God to summon rootless water to gather here. This is the first layer. 】
[The four-way seal isolates the inside and outside. This is the second floor. 】
[Nine bends of water imprison and suppress evil. This is the third floor. 】
[The demon trapped here is extremely dangerous. 】
[If you are not absolutely sure, don’t act without permission! 】
[But if there is a way to win, just go in. 】
Jiang Bai's eyes followed the text and landed on the last two lines.
【Please be sure to kill that monster! 】
[Fang Yuan’s masterpiece! 】
These two lines of words were written with extraordinarily heavy force, as if through the paper, I could feel the determination of the person who wrote them, and the deep and unforgettable expectations.
There isn't much on the paper, it can only be regarded as a warning.
The three people's eyes fell on the last line of signature.
The last word?
This man named Fang Yuan may have died here.
"Do you have any impression of this name?"
Hu Tao and Chongyun both shook their heads. They had never heard of this name.
Hu Tao's eyes fell on the book held by Jiang Bai, and she looked at the title with surprise.
"Guhua Sword Technique!"
This piece of paper is tucked into the title page of the Guhua Swordsmanship. This person named Fang Yuan is probably inseparable from the Guhua Swordsmanship.
"I contacted Xingqiu and asked him to go back to the Ancient Hua Sword Sect to look for it and see if he could find any information about this name."
Xingqiu soon received the news from Hu Tao.
The name Fang Yuan seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it.
The Guhua Sect is not established in the bustling Liyue Port, but is located in the mountains far away from human habitation.
It is certainly unrealistic to go to the Guhua Sect to find information now. Even if the message is sent by flying pigeons, it will take a day to receive the news.
After doing this, he was not idle. He ordered his men to go out and inquire.
After delivering the news, Hutao looked at the two people and asked for their opinions.
"Now should we wait for news from Xingqiu, or should we continue walking in?"
The evil spirit sealed here is probably not trivial. With the warnings from their predecessors, they still had to be fully prepared.
"I can do that, what about you, Chongyun?"
Jiang Bai is not good at killing evil, but he is good at killing enemies.
As long as the evil spirit has a physical form, he is not afraid.
"I have been practicing for so many years just so that I can have a way to deal with evil spirits that my pure Yang body cannot handle. I want to go in."
He carries all the exorcism items and equipment with him, and he is in good condition now.
There's no need to wait any longer.
"Okay, let's go inside."
Hutao nodded, and the three of them continued deeper.
Not long after, Jiang Bai saw a broken sword.
This broken sword was placed on a stone platform, looking ordinary.
But in this ruins with nothing but stones, this broken sword is extremely conspicuous.
"Why is there a sword? Or is it broken?"
"It should be something left by that senior."
Jiang Bai's eyes fell on the sword. Three-quarters of the broken sword's body had been broken. In this humid environment, it had become rusty and no longer had any luster.
The original color of the sword tassel hanging on the hilt could no longer be seen clearly, as if it had been stained black by dark blood, without any softness at all.
Jiang Bai reached out and picked up the broken sword and touched the sword spike.
Some images came to his mind.
[A sudden dark disaster ravaged the land. The swordsman took on his sword and rushed to the battlefield with many compatriots. 】
[The black monsters surged in like a tsunami, and the long sword cut through the sky, clearing an open space among the enemy group. 】
[The stronger the person, the greater the responsibility. 】
[He is one of the best swordsmen in a million, a genius swordsman praised by everyone, and the support of the compatriots around him. 】
[The monsters are endless, and people keep falling down, their eyes red with blood. 】
[In order to protect his hometown and protect the people, he swung the knife mechanically, even though his arms were numb, he did not stop. 】
[Blood flows along the sword body, dyeing the beautiful and delicate sword spikes pitch black. 】
[Until the night passes, until the morning light breaks, the sword spike shines in the light. 】
"Is this... a holy relic?"
Jiang Bai was a little unsure.
"Ah? Let me take a look."
Hutao took the broken sword in his hand and gently touched the broken sword. These images and memories also appeared in his mind.
"It is indeed a holy relic, and it is a very powerful holy relic. It should have been left by this senior Fang Yuan. If I guess correctly, the war in this memory should be the dark disaster 500 years ago. …”
The battlefield five hundred years ago was not just the Great Layer Rock Abyss. In addition to the Qianyan Army, there were also many people like Fang Yuan who rushed to the battlefield.
"Is it possible that the monster sealed inside is the monster from back then?"
"I don't know. If we can find some other holy relics, we should be able to find some useful information in the memories contained in these items."
"Then let's look around separately first."
Chongyun found an inconspicuous copper sundial.
The time scale on this sundial has long been blurred, and there is no sunlight to illuminate it.
Its time has stood still.
Holding it, fragments of long-lasting memories come flooding back.
[The dark disaster came suddenly, and even the swordsman who had reached the peak of his martial arts seemed powerless to face these tide-like monsters. 】
[Behind him is a town, and evacuation will take time. 】
[Its long sword is like a city wall, and no monster has ever crossed the city wall. 】
[After all the residents of the city behind him evacuated, the swordsman put away his sword and stopped fighting. 】
[While panting, the swordsman looked behind where the monsters were coming. 】
[He knows that continuing to fight here will not solve the fundamental problem. 】
[These monsters cannot appear for no reason. Only by cutting off their connection and blocking their passage can the crisis here be truly solved. 】
[He is swimming against the tide of demons, trying to find the root of everything. 】
[He stepped into the deep underground where no sun, moon or stars could be seen, and even time lost its reference meaning. 】
[He holds the sundial in his hand and counts the time. 】
[...The long sword was inserted into the heart of the huge creature, and the carefully crafted long sword broke. 】
[Dark blood spurts out, falling like a pattering of rain. 】
[The bright red blood dyed the sundial red, and filth gradually seeped down the wound. 】
Chongyun opened his eyes and solemnly wiped the dusty sundial clean.
This is a hero's medal and a testimony to the story.
"I found this." Chongyun gave the sundial to the two of them.
After reading the memories inside, Jiang Bai had some bad premonitions.
The monster's blood was just like Tevalin's blood, it obviously had a pollution effect, and this senior might have been affected.
Jiang Bai looked into the depths of the secret realm with deep worry in his eyes.
Is what is sealed here really evil?
(End of chapter)
