Jiang Zuo had now descended the cliff. He continued forward for a long while.
A horde of monsters followed behind him, many times more numerous than before.
As for the two people behind him, they were utterly terrified when they saw this.
The woman had made it over as well. The process had been a little arduous, but she was safe and sound in the end.
Only now did she understand that the pressure on those who came after was far greater than on the one who went first.
They had witnessed the formation of the procession behind Jiang Zuo with their own eyes.
They watched with their own eyes as the monsters joined Jiang Zuo’s entourage, one by one.
In their eyes, Jiang Zuo was undoubtedly terrifying, but they had no idea what he was planning to do.
They thought that if this person decided to go on a killing spree here, no one would be able to escape his clutches.
It would be a nightmare.
Jiang Zuo was unaware of what the two people behind him were thinking.
He looked up at the sky. The source of the Curse Power was drawing ever closer.
The Battle Spirit Stele and the Innate Two Qi around Jiang Zuo were now circulating faster and faster.
Jiang Zuo felt he could advance to level 2.6 at any moment, but he forcibly suppressed the breakthrough. Now was not the time to advance.
He walked on for a long while.
Jiang Zuo finally saw three massive stone steles.
The first and second steles emanated a faint glow, but the third was completely dark.
The moment he saw these three steles, Jiang Zuo knew. This was the contingency plan Qin Tian had left behind.
Or rather, it was the method Qin Tian had used to Seal the Cursed Land in the first place.
But because so much time had passed, the Seal’s power was bound to fade one day.
What needed to be done now was to reactivate the Seal.
Theoretically, reactivating the Seal required three people.
Evidently, there were only two.
Meanwhile, the two people following him also saw the massive steles.
They were stunned.
They could also see that the steles were suppressing the source of the Curse Power.
What incredible treasures! It would be a lie to say they weren’t tempted.
But they didn’t dare to make a single rash move. If the Curse Power were to erupt, they would be buried here.
At that moment, Qing Lian once again swung the spear in her hand.
When she saw the person who had suddenly appeared, along with a sky full of monsters, she froze completely.
If the steles weren’t still providing suppression, she might have thought the entity beneath them had already escaped.
Despite facing these terrifying beings, Qing Lian did not shrink back. She resolutely walked up to Jiang Zuo and stared directly at him.
Her senior sister was inside one of the steles. She could not let this person pass, because she didn’t know if he was friend or foe.
The only thing she could do was prevent him from getting near the steles.
Even if it meant death.
Jiang Zuo frowned as he looked at Qing Lian. He was rather surprised she could move about so freely here.
However, she had likely reached her limit.
If she stayed any longer, Qing Lian would undoubtedly die.
Jiang Zuo spoke. "Move aside."
Qing Lian stared straight at Jiang Zuo and asked, "Who in the world are you?"
Jiang Zuo raised his hand, and a swarm of monsters charged at Qing Lian. Against them, she was utterly defenseless.
She was terrified and panicked, but she didn’t retreat a single step.
Jingyue had once told her that her heart was kind, compassionate, and resolute.
But to put it bluntly, she was just stubborn. There were some people and some things she didn’t need to step up and protect.
Throwing your life away is sometimes just foolish.
Watching the monsters bear down on her, Qing Lian felt a wave of despair.
’Holy Sister, I don’t know if I’m kind or foolish.
’But in a situation like this, I can’t move. You can call me a fool, but I won’t budge.’
The monsters descended upon her. But in that instant, a Golden Light flared up beside Qing Lian, and the surrounding monsters instantly dissipated in its glow.
Not far from Qing Lian, a man stood shimmering with golden light.
He said, extremely awkwardly, "If I said my Magical Treasure just went out of control, would you believe me?"
Jiang Zuo looked at him and remarked, "You seem to have quite an affinity with the Buddhist Sect."
What had crushed the monsters was a Buddhist relic of a very high grade.
An ordinary person could never obtain something like this. Even orthodox disciples of the Buddhist Sect rarely possessed one.
Let alone a Loose Cultivator.
That’s right, this man was a Loose Cultivator, and one whom Jiang Zuo even recognized.
It was none other than Blade Master Hai Bian.
Blade Master Hai Bian’s Tier Three Peak Cultivation was considered strong in their group chat, but here, he was basically cannon fodder.
He had actually managed to get here on his own lucky chances, and was still safe and sound.
It was hard to say whether that counted as good luck or a curse.
When Blade Master Hai Bian saw the masked Great Power, he already had a guess. The moment he saw the man was wreathed in Mist, he knew. This was definitely Fellow Daoist Po Xiao.
The voice was different, but aside from Po Xiao, which other Great Power needed to be so secretive about their identity?
However, Po Xiao was aligned with the Holy Land, and that Fairy was from the Holy Land. Po Xiao shouldn’t have been trying to harm her.
So he must have had some other plan in mind.
And his out-of-control relic had, of all the rotten luck, interfered with Po Xiao’s plans. This was awkward.
Getting on Po Xiao’s bad side was not a good thing.
The great senior Swordsman Beitian of the Sword Cultivation Lineage was a prime example. What good was hiding? He still couldn’t escape the clutches of Duan Qiao.
If Po Xiao set his sights on him, then going bankrupt was practically a guarantee.
Blade Master Hai Bian felt extremely awkward. To be safe, he immediately changed the subject. "I wonder if Fellow Daoist has seen Liu Yiyi and Zhong Yiyang? We got separated."
At the mention of Liu Yiyi’s name, the two people behind Jiang Zuo instantly perked up.
Jiang Zuo answered bluntly, "No. Also, I’m very busy."
With that, Jiang Zuo headed directly for the steles.
Qing Lian tried to stop Jiang Zuo again, but Blade Master Hai Bian restrained her with an aura approaching Tier Four.
Then he said, "Fairy, please don’t worry. He won’t harm your people."
"Or rather, with him here, your people actually have a chance of survival."
Blade Master Hai Bian didn’t know what Jiang Zuo was planning, but he knew that stopping Qing Lian was the right move.
Everyone in the group chat knew that Fellow Daoist Po Xiao was not to be provoked.
Especially his "intelligence reduction attack," the memory of which was still fresh in their minds.
It was a past that Demon Cultivator Mo Yan couldn’t bear to look back on.
Qing Lian looked at Blade Master Hai Bian and asked, "Is what you say true, Fellow Daoist?"
Blade Master Hai Bian nodded.
He had some understanding of Po Xiao’s capabilities.
Qing Lian said no more. Instead, she thanked Blade Master Hai Bian. "Thank you for saving my life, Fellow Daoist."
Blade Master Hai Bian said, "...No, Fairy, you’ve really misunderstood. That was just a coincidence."
Qing Lian said earnestly, "I understand. You are a good person, Fellow Daoist."
Blade Master Hai Bian stammered, "...Fairy, let me explain the mechanics of what just happened. It’s really not what you think."
By now, Jiang Zuo had reached the steles. He didn’t touch them, but instead turned back to look at Blade Master Hai Bian. "Leave this place now. If you stay, you will certainly die."
Then, Jiang Zuo walked directly toward one of the steles.
Qing Lian wanted to warn Jiang Zuo that the steles weren’t easy to enter, but before she could get the words out, he had already vanished into one.
...Qing Lian was left questioning her reality.
’I can’t get in no matter how I try, so why can these people just walk in so casually?’