Chapter 97 The Ruins
Staring at the figure in front of him with resentful eyes, Liang Xing grabbed a handful of sand in his right hand and threw it towards Sun An.

A barrier formed by spiritual power blocked the sand, and then the barrier disappeared, and Sun An came to Liang Xing and kicked him hard in the chest.

The huge force made Liang Xing, who was now just a cripple, retreat a hundred steps away. When the figure stopped, Liang Xing spit out blood, and the muscles and bones all over his body seemed to be broken at this moment.

When everyone in the Liang family not far away saw this scene, they were so frightened that they froze in place and did not dare to make any more moves.

Sun An's eyes were as cold as frost, and he had murderous intentions for the Liang family who had been forbearing for a long time.

There is no need to keep the Liang family.

"Kill all the Liang family members directly."

After hearing the cold command, all the disciples of the Tianxia Sect were stunned for a moment, then reacted and immediately started killing.

There were screams one after another, corpses fell one after another, and the sand quickly turned into blood.

Seeing such a scene, Liang Xing's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He desperately wanted to struggle to get up, but at this time he could no longer move and could only look at Sun An with anger.

"Sun An, you old fox!"

"If something happens to me, kill me. I arranged all this!"

Sun An turned a deaf ear. In his eyes, Liang Xing was now a dead man.

However, after a moment, the voice became quiet, and the strong smell of blood floated in the air.

None of the elite Liang family members who came this time survived.

Liang Xing was still roaring angrily, while Sun An led a group of Tianxia Sect disciples directly towards the ruins.

As for those corpses, the wind and sand will bury them all for them.

The dark corridor gradually faded away with the light of the flashlight.

In the long corridor, many marks left by swords can be seen on the stone walls on both sides, and as you go deeper, there are also many piles of bones under your feet.

Judging from the remaining clothing on the skeleton, it should be the clothing worn by ancient people more than 1000 years ago.

Sun An was walking at the front. He was very vigilant and paid attention to every move around him.

Unlike the skeletons, the various weapons in the hands of these people still have spiritual energy left, and the weapons are only covered with dust, and they still seem to be usable.

Naturally, Sun An refused to accept anyone who came, and directly asked everyone to collect all these weapons.

Finally, the group of people arrived at the main hall of the palace.

The torch was lit, and the fire gradually illuminated the entire hall.

The people behind them also turned off their flashlights, and for many of the Tianxia Sect disciples, this was their first time seeing such a huge ruin.

Although the palace is large, it is empty all around, except for a coffin lying quietly in the center.

There are vivid patterns drawn on the coffin, which look like patterns of animals and other objects.

"It's actually a coffin?"

A disciple exclaimed and walked forward curiously.

Sun An's face darkened, and the elder immediately stopped him and said, "Don't go, we haven't figured out the situation here yet."

But the disciple couldn't listen at all, and stared at the coffin with burning eyes.

Just when Sun An was about to take action, he saw a sudden burst of cold air around the coffin, and then a sharp object suddenly shot out, instantly penetrating the disciple's heart.

What people didn't expect was that this disciple didn't seem to feel any pain, his eyes became dull, and he still walked towards the coffin step by step, letting the sharp object penetrate his heart.The sharp object was an ice spike, now stained with blood.

Everyone was frightened, and some even took two steps back in fear.

The leader, Sun An, frowned and quickly locked his gaze on the permeating cold aura. After considering the disciple's condition, he already had an answer in his mind, so he reminded in a deep voice: "Don't approach easily, this ice mist has the power to confuse you." If the poison in the human heart comes close, you will end up with the same fate as that person.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun An's expression suddenly changed.

I saw that the disciple's flesh and blood was being devoured rapidly, the storage ring on his finger fell off, and the disciple had become a mummy.

The ice spike was retracted, and the bones fell to the ground, instantly turning into a pile of ashes.

The Zhuxian Sword appeared in his hand, and Sun An slashed it out.

The crescent-shaped sword energy tore through the cold air and landed heavily on the coffin, but it did not leave even a trace.

how can that be!

Sun An looked shocked. Even the tools used by cultivators should leave traces under his sword, but why?
Could it be that this coffin material does not come from this world?
"Sect Master, what should we do next? We can't just go out like this, right?"

The elder took a step forward and asked aloud.

Sun An looked solemn. If he left now, it would be the best choice.

But this ruins must not be simple. To have such a large palace, the deceased may have come from a great practitioner thousands of years ago. This was his chance, and it was also the chance of the Tianxia Sect behind him.

After thinking again and again, he looked at the elder and said, "Take them out and I'll let you in when it's safe."

The elder hummed. This place made him feel very uneasy. When he left, he gave a special reminder.

"Also please be careful, suzerain."

Afterwards, the elder left with a group of disciples.

After everyone left, Sun An held the Zhuxian Sword tightly in his right hand and walked towards the coffin step by step.

At the same time, spiritual energy surrounds the whole body, forming a shield to protect the whole body.

As he got closer to the coffin, the cold air around him seemed to come alive and gathered towards Sun An. Although Sun An used his spiritual energy to isolate himself, he still couldn't keep the cold air away from him.

The cold air entered his body, which made Sun An's vision gradually blur, and his will began to become blurred at this moment. His body gradually regained control and was on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, an ice thorn condensed and shot towards Sun An's heart at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, the Immortal Killing Sword in Sun An's hand suddenly shook violently, and Sun An felt as if his brain was hit hard by something. Severe pain surged in, which made him wake up instantly.

It was also the first time he noticed the ice thorn in front of him, and he subconsciously blocked the sword in front of his chest.

The ice spike hit the sword body, and a huge force followed. Sun An took a few steps back, and at the same time exited the range of the ice mist, and the ice spike shattered to pieces.

Sun An, who was completely awake, immediately looked at the Zhuxian Sword in his hand. He knew that it was the Zhuxian Sword that saved him.

However, the coffin in front of him was too dangerous, and even he, a monk in the Nascent Soul realm, could not get closer.

"It seems that the only way is to reach a higher level of cultivation."

"Or, wait until Brother Xuan comes back."

After much hesitation, Sun An decided to leave here. He could not die here now.

(End of this chapter)

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