Chapter 13150 Dirty Secret Room

The two walked one after the other towards the place where Xiao Lianzhu was imprisoned. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and sprinkled on them, but it seemed unable to dispel the tension and depression in the air.

Ling Xiao's steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to tell the second guardian that his determination was unshakable. The second guardian could only follow Ling Xiao silently, with mixed emotions in his heart - fear of the unknown and desire for life.

Seeing that Ling Xiao did not continue to attack, the second protector finally felt relieved. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his heartbeat that was accelerated by fear.

He was secretly shocked. Although Ling Xiao's cultivation had only recovered to the peak of the True Yuan Realm, the strength and means he displayed were enough to plunge the entire Huangquan Bulao Mountain - the sect with great prestige in the Demon Suppression Mansion and ranked among the top five - into an unprecedented predicament and almost reached the brink of destruction.

Who could believe such a feat unless they saw it with their own eyes?

The road they passed was filled with shocking scenes. Along the way, there were corpses everywhere, some lying in pools of blood, some curled up in the shadows, all of them showing extremely tragic deaths without exception.

These corpses had lost all their vitality and color, becoming shriveled and twisted, as if their vitality and souls had been taken away by some terrifying force. Every time he looked at them, the second guardian felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he hadn't become one of them.

Recalling the cruelty and determination that Ling Xiao had shown before, the second guardian had mixed feelings. He had to admit that this man, known as the Demon Cultivator, did have extraordinary strength and means. Once he got angry, his madness and cruelty were enough to scare anyone.

Every move Ling Xiao makes reveals an unquestionable authority and determination, as if in his world, nothing is unconquerable.

The second guardian walked while thinking secretly, feeling both awe of Ling Xiao's strength and fear of his temper.

He knew very well that if such a person was angered, the consequences would be disastrous. Therefore, despite his reluctance and humiliation, he chose to obey and compromise. After all, saving his life was the most important thing at the moment.

Soon, Ling Xiao followed the second guardian's hesitant but necessary steps into the most secret place of the bunker. Here, the light became extremely dim, with only a few green lights embedded in the stone wall, barely illuminating the front.

There was a faint, indescribable strange smell in the air, which seemed to be a mixture of herbs, metals and some unknown liquid, making people feel alert.

As the second guardian's low incantations and complex gestures intertwined, a barely perceptible wave spread in the air, and the door hidden in the shadows slowly appeared and finally burst open.

At this moment, it seemed as if time had frozen, and Ling Xiao's eyes were instantly attracted by the scene behind the door.

Inside the door was a vast space, with thousands of huge crystal containers standing in the center. They were arranged neatly and emitted a soft and mysterious light. These crystals were crystal clear, like the purest gems in nature, but at this moment they carried a creepy scene.

Inside the container, the figures of young men and women are clearly visible. Their faces are peaceful, yet reveal an unnatural paleness, as if they are sleeping beauties forgotten by time, or like souls imprisoned in dreams.

The special liquid flows slowly in the container, showing a light blue or green color. The liquid seems to contain some powerful vitality, or a heart-pounding unknown power.

The tubes inserted into their bodies were like slender vines, closely connecting their lives to these containers, and each one seemed to silently tell unknown secrets and pains.

Ling Xiao's eyes swept through each container, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. Shock, anger, pity... all kinds of emotions intertwined together, making it almost difficult for him to control himself. He couldn't imagine what kind of cruel reality and conspiracy was hidden under this seemingly calm appearance.

And is Xiao Lianzhu also waiting for his redemption in this endless darkness and despair?

Ling Xiao stepped into the forest made of crystal containers with a sharp gaze, but he could not find any trace of Xiao Lianzhu in this vast forest. He couldn't help but feel an indescribable anxiety and uneasiness in his heart.

He turned around slowly, his indifference carrying an unquestionable majesty that seemed to freeze even the air. "Where are the people?"

His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying with it a majesty and oppression that could not be ignored.

The second guardian was frightened by this sudden question and trembled all over. He quickly took a few steps back, his eyes flickering, as if he was considering how to answer in order to avoid angering the God of Death. "It's... right inside."

He carefully pointed to a row of crystal containers not far away, his voice trembling with an imperceptible tremor, "Xiao Lianzhu's situation is rather special. We...we used all the methods we could think of, including the best equipment, to try to extract her soul for research."

At this point, he secretly glanced at Ling Xiao, and seeing that the other party's expression did not change, he dared to continue, "But strangely, there seems to be a powerful force hidden in this girl's body. It is constantly resisting our intrusion and protecting her from harm. So, although we tried countless times, we still failed. Otherwise... cough cough..."

He coughed dryly a few times, as if to hide his embarrassment and fear, "Otherwise, you won't be able to see her here."

Before he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the second protector suddenly felt a breath of death approaching. He instinctively wanted to move sideways, but it was too late.

Ling Xiao's movements were swift and decisive. His arms stretched out instantly, like the claws of a prehistoric beast reaching out from the abyss, and accurately grasped the throat of the second protector.

The joints of those fingers were distinct, yet they contained a frightening power that instantly cut off the Second Protector's breath, leaving only a struggle filled with unwillingness and fear in his eyes.

"I don't want to hear this nonsense," Ling Xiao's voice was low and cold, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable determination and anger, "Tell me, where is Zhu'er?" There was no hesitation or pity in his eyes, only a desire for the truth and a deep disgust for the person in front of him.

The second guardian's face turned red due to suffocation. He moved his lips with difficulty, trying to make a sound, but could only make a faint gurgling sound.

Ling Xiao's strength did not slacken at all, but tightened a little, as if telling him that if he did not tell the truth, he would be waiting for irreversible death. (End of this chapter)