Just now, Lin Yi’s Sword Eye had already detected the exact location of the Holy Sword—it should be somewhere nearby.
The location was roughly correct.
Why then, upon reaching this place, could he no longer sense the Holy Sword’s aura?
This was very strange.
However, as Lin Yi pondered, suddenly, a number of dark figures burst forth from the darkness, charging toward Lin Yi and Xu Man!
Lin Yi reacted swiftly, his hand waving in a grand motion, and the Meteor Sword drew a perfect arc through the air, slaying all the dark figures instantaneously!
Only after the shadows fell did Lin Yi see clearly that they were, in fact, demon corpses shrouded in a strange death force.
These Demon Corpses, clearly dead already, were controlled by an odd force of death and had become walking corpses!
Seeing this, Lin Yi couldn’t help but frown, "It seems that some kind of mutation took place in this cave mansion."
"These Demon Corpses are under the control of a strange death force, which should not belong to the owner of the mansion."
Xu Man said with a look of surprise, "Could there be more to the incident from that year?"
Lin Yi’s expression deepened in thought; he was not interested in the entanglements between the mansion owner and the Blood Prison Sword Saint. He just wanted to find the Holy Sword as quickly as possible and leave this accursed place.
"The Holy Sword’s location should be beneath this lava."
It was at this moment that the voice of the Sword Spirit, dressed in white, came forth from the Meteor Sword.
Lin Yi’s eyes suddenly lit up.
Yes, considering the sturdiness of the Holy Sword, even if it was immersed in lava for years on end, it wouldn’t be damaged—how had he not thought of this?
Without hesitation, after giving Xu Man a directive, Lin Yi plunged into the lava, causing scorching waves to splash.
As Lin Yi dived into the Magma Pool, it was pitch dark below, shrouded by a layer of eerily tight black mist, making it impossible to see clearly beneath the lava pool. Lin Yi had no choice but to activate his Sword Eye to search for the Holy Sword’s aura.
However, before Lin Yi could sense the Holy Sword’s presence, shadows suddenly burst forth from the dense black mist, flying straight at him!
These shadows were all Demon Corpses!
There were more than a hundred of them!
Lin Yi’s expression changed slightly, "Why are there so many Demon Corpses?"
The number of Demon Corpses was vast; they swarmed like ants, making even Lin Yi’s scalp tingle.
Inside his body, the eight sword meridians resonated, sending out eight indestructible Sword Qi from within him, whirling around his body as they engaged protective mode.
The Demon Corpses hadn’t yet reached Lin Yi when they were decapitated by his Protective Sword Qi, turning into headless corpses.
Yet, even without their heads, these Demon Corpses still didn’t lose their ability to move. After being flung away, they quickly stood up again, continuing their relentless advance toward Lin Yi.
Lin Yi’s face grew stern; he didn’t want to waste time on these Demon Corpses. With the protective Sword Qi, Lin Yi forcefully cut a path through the horde.
And after breaking free from the Demon Corpses’ grasp, Lin Yi’s Sword Eye finally captured the aura of the Holy Sword.
He then accelerated suddenly and burst forth!
Crossing through the layer of creepy black mist that made one’s hair stand on end, Lin Yi finally reached the bottom of the lava pool. There in his sight was a solitary figure sitting cross-legged.
This figure was a young and handsome man. Although it seemed he had fallen a long time ago, his meat body hadn’t decayed and was still exuding an astonishing pressure.
The man didn’t differ much from a Human Clan man, except for an extra pair of colorful wings, which, if anything, added to his attractive appearance.
Clearly, this handsome man was not a pure-blood Human Clan member; he was a Half-demon.
Seeing the handsome winged man before him, Lin Yi thought back to the Werewolf King and the group of Demon Wolf Half-demons, shaking his head in resignation. They were all Half-demons, yet why was there such a huge difference?
If those Demon Wolf Half-demons looked , would Xu Man and her sister have resisted so vehemently?
In the end, this was still a world swayed by appearances!
"This person must be the Half-demon Half-saint who once apprenticed to the Blood Prison Sword Saint!"
A glint flickered in Lin Yi’s eyes; he hadn’t expected such an attractive person to face discrimination—apparently, the tolerance for Half-demons was still quite low in the majority of people.
In front of this Half-demon Half-saint was a deeply ancient-looking treasure sword, from which a very powerful Holy Power emanated.
Lin Yi’s eyes brightened—the rumors were indeed true; this was truly a Holy Sword!
Overjoyed, Lin Yi immediately moved toward the Holy Sword, ready to pull it out.
However, at this moment, the Holy Sword suddenly released a burst of astonishing Sword Qi, sending him flying backward!
Lin Yi’s face turned unsightly, "It seems this Holy Sword doesn’t want me to get close to it?"