After Ling Yu finished speaking, he didn't give the Imperial Heavenly Heart and Heavenly Spirit Bead a chance to stop him at all, and directly jumped into the deep pit. And after Yu Shi Tianxin saw Ling Yu's actions, his first reaction was to stay away from here. Because he had already seen the terrifying power of this stone stele, now that Ling Yu jumped into the pit desperately, it was very likely that he would touch the prohibition of the stone stele again. The coercion permeating the stele in front of him had already made him powerless to resist, and if the prohibition near the stele was touched again, I am afraid that he would be crushed by the coercion and blood-colored aura emitted by the stele and turn into powder. However, after taking three steps into the distance, the Heavenly Heart of the World finally stopped. Because in these three short steps, Yushi Tianxin has been making painful struggles and choices. Although he and Ling Yu met for the first time, the two had a deep friendship and shared similar interests. Ling Yu had also given him a chance before, and if he fled, he would feel uneasy.

Therefore, after pondering, Yu Shi Tianxin gritted his teeth and seemed to have made some decision. I saw that the fingers of this heir from the heavens moved slightly, and a dark yellow ancient bell was sacrificed by him. This ancient bell is the treasure of the town faction outside the sky, and his father was worried that the Yushi Tianxin would encounter an irresistible danger in Huaxia, so he specially invited the ancient bell from the forbidden land outside the sky and gave it to the Yushi Tianxin for self-defense. Now Yu Shi Tianxin really couldn't convince himself to abandon Ling Yu, and with his cultivation, he couldn't resist the bloody evil qi, so he could only sacrifice the supreme treasure to protect Ling Yu.

When the Heavenly Heart of the Imperial World sacrificed the Divine Bell, his palms were interlaced and he chanted a mantra in his mouth. As wisps of obscure incantations rippled out of his mouth, the bell gradually grew in size, and finally turned into three zhang in size. The Divine Bell floated above the head of the Heavenly Heart of the Imperial World, and was controlled by him and shrouded above his and Ling Yu's heads. Originally, Yushi Tianxin wanted to use the Divine Bell to wrap the stone tablet as well, but when the Dao Yun on the Divine Bell and the terrifying aura of the stone tablet collided, the Divine Bell shook, causing Yushi Tianxin to spit blood. Yu Shi Tianxin knew that the power of the stone tablet was not something that the Divine Bell could compete with, so he could only protect Ling Yu.

Looking at the shadow cast overhead, Ling Yu looked up at Yu Shi Tianxin, and a look of gratitude flashed in his eyes. It seems that this heir from the outside world is indeed worth befriending. Ling Yu nodded to Yu Shi Tianxin, and then continued to dig the dirt under the stone tablet without distraction. Endless blood did gush out of the soil under the stele before, but when the blood was absorbed by the stele, there was no trace of blood under the stele. Although the ground under Ling Yu's feet was a little wet, it was not soaked in blood, just like the endless sea of blood before was his hallucination, revealing endless demons in the weirdness.

With the protection of Dao Yun under the Divine Bell, Ling Yu felt that the stinging sensation she had felt before was no longer so strong. As a result, Ling Yu no longer cared about the blood-colored aura in the sky, and concentrated on digging the soil under the stone stele. There are two main reasons why Ling Yu did this. First, he wanted to use the terrifying magic hidden in the dirt under the stone tablet to open the seal for the broken sword. Second, Ling Yu wanted to know what the two words of this stone tablet were buried. The legend of the Twelve Worlds of the Heavens showed Ling Yu a splendid world that he had never been in contact with, which made Ling Yu yearn for it, so he wanted to find out the truth.

And when Ling Yu dug five zhang deep, the power of the Divine Bell could no longer completely cover the blood-colored aura. Ling Yu and Yushi Tianxin both knew that although the Divine Bell was a treasure, if it was compared to the stone tablet, it was not on the same level. If it continues, I'm afraid that the bell will be in danger of shattering.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu clenched his steel teeth and said to Yushi Tianxin, who was standing on the edge of the pit: "Brother Tianxin, I understand your kindness. But you and I can see that the Divine Bell can no longer bless the two of us at the same time. Half of my broken sword has been opened now, and the Dao rhyme from the broken sword is enough to protect me, so Brother Tianxin still put away the Divine Bell and let it bless you alone. Ling Yu wasn't lying. With his movements, half of the blade of the broken sword had indeed revealed a snowy cold light, and the part that was cut off rippled with wisps of divine power, turning into sword qi and enveloping Ling Yu. The blade is about one foot five and two fingers wide. Although the remnants of the weapon spirit in the broken sword have fallen into a deep sleep, the broken sword is forged from the primordial stone, and even without the tool spirit, the power of the broken sword cannot be underestimated. It is hard to imagine that such a broken sword with an unremarkable appearance can compete with a stone tablet.

Seeing the terrifying sword aura that permeated Ling Yu's body, Yu Shitianxin nodded lightly. His fingers moved slightly, and the divine bell slowly rose under his control, and finally enveloped the Heavenly Heart of the Imperial World. Looking at the broken sword in Ling Yu's palm, Yu Shitianxin sighed in his heart, it seems that Ling Yu really has a great opportunity!

When Yu Shi Tianxin drove the Divine Bell and left, Ling Yu turned his head to look at the stone tablet. The part of the stele that is exposed to the ground is about nine zhang, and if the heavenly spirit bead guesses to be true, it means that the part buried in the ground is also nine zhang. And Ling Yu had already dug down to a depth of five zhang, and the third word was about to emerge.

However, when Ling Yu's eyes looked at the stone stele, there was a strange look on his face. In that touch of eccentricity, there seemed to be a trace of remorse and anger. It turned out that there were no words on the part of the stele that was hidden by the dirt. There is only a blank space where the third word should be engraved. The stele was stained with bright red blood, and they wrapped it around it like a bloody coat. But even so, the first and second characters of the stele are still clearly visible. Only the third word seemed to have been deliberately erased by a strong man who cultivated to the heavens, and there were even traces on it that were erased by that strong man with great mana. Viewed from the side, the top of the stele is very regular, and only the position of the third character appears a large depression, as if a giant has erased the original ancient characters with his fingers. In this way, the truth of this stele has completely lost its clue.

"How could this be!Who did it!" Ling Yu looked at the blank stone tablet with only a layer of blood, and wanted to cry without tears, gritting his teeth and roaring. I thought that the secret of the Kunlun realm was about to emerge in front of me, but I didn't expect that it would be a bamboo basket for nothing. And the third word has also become a secret.

"Brother Shenlu, what is Ling Yu yelling about?Why do I look so annoyed when I look at him?" At this moment, the nine-colored deer and the butterfly had already arrived in the sky above the Divine Monument of the Town Boundary. The butterflies that turn into human shapes are about 20 years old, sweet and lovely, and their cheeks and clusters are like women in Asgard.

"Probably...... It's because I was tormented by the anger in the stone tablet. Alas, their human hearts are complex and elusive. Our demon clan has both conduct and thoughts, but they are moody, and a thousand people may have a thousand thoughts. Moreover, their appearance is extremely deceitful, and it seems that righteous people may have bad intentions in their hearts, while some people who seem to be fierce and evil have a good heart. So, people, it's very treacherous!" the nine-colored deer turned into a man of about thirty-five years old, he looked at the hysterical Ling Yu in a daze, and said with a serious analysis.

"That'...... What should we do now?Sacrifice him directly to the Divine Monument of the Town Boundary, or shall we try to dissolve the anger in the Divine Monument first?" Butterfly asked blankly after listening to the analysis of the Nine-Colored Deer. Although she had always admired the nine-colored deer, she always felt that it was a little inappropriate to sacrifice Ling Yu.

"Let's wait and see what happens, since this Huaxia cultivator has such courage, he is obviously not an ordinary person. Moreover, those bloody evil qi that even we are afraid of cannot affect his mind, and it is obvious that he has something extraordinary. So, I think there might be a third solution to things. The nine-colored deer stared at Ling Yu's figure and said softly. Although the nine-colored deer wanted to use Ling Yu to calm the terrifying evil aura in the Divine Monument, the Nine-colored Deer was not a wicked person, so he couldn't bear to let him sacrifice the life of a stranger to resolve the grievances between the creatures of the Kunlun Realm and the Zhenjie Divine Monument for endless years.

"The third way, what way?" Hearing the words of the nine-colored deer, the butterfly seemed to hear a hint of change. Butterfly is the kindest and most innocent of all the demon giants who have appeared before. If there was even the slightest possibility of not harming others, butterflies did not want to be stained with the blood of innocent creatures.

"Let Ling Yu induce the thoughts in the Town Boundary Divine Monument and dispel the anger! Although I don't know if this method is feasible, but in my opinion, since the surging anger in the Town Boundary Divine Monument can't affect Ling Yu, it is obvious that Ling Yu is open. Although, this also has a lot to do with the mysterious broken sword in Ling Yu's hand. The nine-colored deer followed Ling Yu's figure and saw the ancient broken sword in his hand, and said softly. As a powerhouse in the Kunlun Realm who covers the sky with one hand, the eyes of the nine-colored deer never rub sand, although Ling Yu seems to have been trying his best to resist the blood-colored evil qi, but the evil qi has not affected his mind.

At this time, Ling Yu didn't know that there were two powerful beings above the void who had been secretly spying on him, of course, even if Ling Yu sensed their existence, he would have no time to clone. Because when Ling Yu dug up the distance of five zhang under the stone stele, he had already felt the terrifying coercion coming out of the stone stele. Although the third word was erased by great power, there was still a fourth word. Previously, the Heavenly Spirit Bead had guessed that this stone tablet was a symbol of the Kunlun Realm, and it was also one of the Twelve Realms of the Heavens. If the last word of the stele is "boundary", it means that the vast ancient land is indeed the most glorious divine land in the past.

The part of the stele that stands on the ground is nine feet long, and the stele is exactly half above the surface. Now that Ling Yu had dug up more than five zhang, and the coercion coming from the void was getting bigger and bigger, they were pervasive, and all kinds of emotions such as anger, killing intent, and resentment turned into a terrible cry, which resounded in Ling Yu's ears. They had been trying to disturb Ling Yu's mind, but Ling Yu had sword qi on his side to protect him, so that those coercion could not succeed. Moreover, when Ling Yu continued to dig up the soil, the increasingly dense killing intent in the stone tablet seemed to have become nourishment, helping Ling Yu's broken sword to open the seal. In other words, the more vigorous the aura in the blood-colored red mang, the more Ling Yu's broken sword cheered, and the sword qi that flew out of the broken sword became stronger. In this way, the anger in the original stone tablet wanted to kill Ling Yu, but whenever the anger was surging, Ling Yu became relatively safer and unaffected.

Watching Ling Yu gradually stabilize his mind in the air of anger, the nine-colored deer nodded, and a look of approval crossed his eyes. And Ling Yu also slowly relaxed under the shroud of sword qi. It's just that what Ling Yu didn't know was that the real catastrophe was about to hit him.