Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The twelve black iron spears at the front brought a sharp gust of wind, grazing past Jiang Yining's shoulder.

The spearhead didn't even touch a corner of her clothing before turning sharply towards Pei Yunji's chest.

The bluish-white soul fire surged along the spear shaft, and dozens of armored guards simultaneously shattered the tomb bricks.

Their movements were so synchronized they were almost rigid, and the empty visors contained only the reflection of Pei Yunji.

Pei Yunji shoved Jiang Siyue toward Fan Chenxin and drew his sword to block.

"They only recognize the bloodline of the Pei clan; you have not yet been included in the killing formation."

His voice was extremely deep.

The first volley of spears struck the sword's edge, and a series of piercing, sharp sounds erupted within the black stone tomb passage.

The tomb bricks beneath Pei Yunji's feet shattered one after another, yet his upright figure managed to retreat only half a step.

He reached out and grabbed the gun barrel that was aimed at his throat, and dark silver ancestral energy suddenly erupted from his palm.

The three armored guards were thrown into the air, their hard armor plates striking the tomb wall without even a crack appearing.

More soul fire, like a leech, quickly coiled around his arm.

The broken ancestral seal of the young master was ignited by the soul fire, and the sword wound on Pei Yunji's chest, which had just stopped bleeding, reopened.

Dark silver blood quickly soaked through the black robes, but his cold and stern face showed no sign of panic.

"They are not trying to kill those who trespass into the tomb, but rather carrying out an old order targeting the Pei family bloodline."

He said coldly.

Stimulated by the blood of ancestors, large patches of dust peeled off the tomb walls, revealing ancient characters beneath the stone layers.

Jiang Yining's gaze quickly swept over the remaining text at the top.

"The tomb guardian will keep the embers sealed, but the sacred tree can be entered, and the protection of the roots is permissible."

"The Pei family bloodline entered the main tomb, their bodies slain by black armor, their souls consumed by flames."

At the end of the incomplete text was a charred general's seal, within which remained a faint trace of his soul.

"Cen Jin is merely the spirit of the ancient tomb array; the tomb walls do not mention why the Pei family became mortal enemies."

Jiang Yining looked away.

Instead of retreating, she raised her hand and flung out the Soul-Devouring Vine.

The purple-gold vine thorns, like venomous snakes, precisely pierced the soul fire node of a long spear.

The Divine Tree of Myriad Spirits trembled, and a wisp of its bluish-white soul fire was forcibly severed by its roots.

Fan Chenxin brandished his sword, stopping the two guards, his tone somber: "The tomb entrance will not attack you."

"If you retreat to the medicine room now, you can still avoid this ambush."

"Pei Yunji has severed the young master's ancestral seal in order to seal off our guards."

Jiang Yining spoke in a flat tone.

She casually pressed the intercepted soul fire into the silver leaf at her waist.

The dark silver veins of the leaf instantly lit up, and the aura belonging to the Pei family rapidly spread along her right main vein.

More than ten armored guards turned their heads at the same time.

Four of them decisively abandoned Pei Yunji and rushed towards her with guns drawn.

"The collaboration is not over yet, and I will not leave my colleagues here as pawns."

She stood tall and proud.

Pei Yunji cleaved the two spears in front of him, his pale hands now covered in burn marks from soul fire.

He stared at Jiang Yining, who was advancing instead of retreating, and the ice in his heart seemed to crack even deeper.

"If you use the silver leaf to share the tracking, the tomb passage will also identify you as a descendant of the Pei family."

His voice was hoarse.

"So you'd better stay alive and lead the way, or I'll end up carrying a burden for nothing."

Jiang Yining dodged the gunshot.

The Soul-Devouring Vine wrapped itself around a guard's waist armor and slammed him heavily into the stone pillar on the right.

Lou Xiaotian forcefully thrust his Overlord Spear into her left side, sweeping away three armored figures with a single strike.

His old chest wound was shaken back and bled, but the green wood qi in his palm remained as steady as a mountain.

"Leave the left side to me; you just need to identify the passageways in the tomb walls."

Lou Xiaotian's gaze was intense.

Fan Chenxin slashed the black blade diagonally to the right, the dark gold blade light no longer directly clashing with the soul fire.

He precisely sliced ​​through the power supply array beneath the guard's feet: "I'll cut off the right side of the array."

"None of you are allowed to burn your source without authorization."

Fan Chenxin gave a stern instruction.

Pei Yunji raised his sword and blocked Jiang Yining's path, deflecting a spear that was aimed straight at her heart.

"I've drawn away the Pei family's kill order; I must finish reading the remaining inscription on the tomb wall as soon as possible."

The three of them were still clearly wary of each other, but at this moment they tacitly entrusted their backs to each other.

Lou Xiaotian forced back the close-combat Xuanjia, Fan Chenxin severed his soul fire, and Pei Yunji withstood the most ferocious bloodline pursuit.

Jiang Yining stood in the center of the three people's encirclement, like a queen in charge of killing.

"Take ten steps forward, and don't exhaust your energy near the tomb entrance."

She calmly gave the order.

The four of them stepped into the depths of the tomb passage at the same time.

The Xuanjia guards did not launch another attack, but instead stopped in front of the three forks in the road and regrouped.

A gnarled ancient tree slowly rises from the center of the tomb wall.

Dark gold soul lamps and incomplete fox patterns lit up on the left and right sides respectively, and three array patterns extended outward from the tree roots.

Jiang Yining reached out and touched the green wood array pattern on the central main path.

"The host of the sacred tree needs the ancient green tree that protects its roots to accompany it."

"The energy supply to the left-side soul corridor needs to be cut off by Buddhist protectors."

"The right-side formation is ruined; we need to appease it with the blood of the Pei clan's ancestral blood and fox blood."

She quickly finished interpreting it.

Fan Chenxin looked toward the narrow main path, his fingers gripping the knife tightening slightly.

"I can use the breath of Buddha to protect your heart meridian, and then let the aura of green wood adhere to the outer layer."

He tried to win it over.

"The tomb passage reveals the origin, not the aura that is outwardly displayed."

Jiang Yining refused without hesitation.

She drew upon her own purple-gold wood energy, attempting to condense an ancient green wood root-protecting seal on her wrist.

The entrance to the main road suddenly opened up with a crack, actually pulling away the disguised wooden seal.

The purple-gold wood energy was shredded as soon as it entered the formation, and even her newly stabilized Qi Sea was affected.

Lou Xiaotian grabbed her right wrist.

The original source of green wood that had been fused between the two men's wrists lit up simultaneously, and a deep vibration came from below the root bridge.

The turquoise array patterns started from Lou Xiaotian's palm and climbed all the way up to Jiang Yining's snow-white arm.

The main path was fully opened at this moment.

"It seems this broken road only recognizes me; you don't need to try your meridians a second time."

Lou Xiaotian raised an eyebrow.

"You still have three lacerations in your heart meridian, and your source energy was burned in the Thunder Pool and the earth veins earlier."

Jiang Yining shook off his hand.

She grasped his pulse point, and the Myriad Spirits Divine Wood forcefully probed along his wrist.

Although the three cracks in the heart meridian were concealed by the green wood qi and blood, the deepest part still harbored withered black patterns.

"I can walk across; at least I won't drag you down the bridge with me."

Lou Xiaotian slung the Overlord Spear behind his back.

He wore his usual arrogant smile, but his eyes were unusually gentle.

"If you are truly worried about me, then keep an eye on me yourself after you go inside, so that Fan Chenxin won't keep nagging you through the tomb door."

Fan Chenxin coldly swept her gaze across his chest, a dark fire surging in her eyes.

"If you dare to burn your essence inside, I will split open the main path and drag you out."

"Take care of your own soul corridor first, and don't let Cen Jin's remnant soul use the Buddha's fire to burn back her old mark."

Lou Xiaotian sneered.

Jiang Yining raised her hand to interrupt the two, and several Soul-Devouring Vines directly wrapped around Lou Xiaotian's chest.

The thorns avoided the main vein and precisely pinned down three acupoints that could ignite the essence of the green wood.

"After Lou Xiaotian goes in, he can only use his existing qi and blood."

Her tone left no room for argument.

"If you dare to break through these three blockades, the demonic vines will first draw away all the out-of-control wood energy."

Lou Xiaotian lowered his head and stared at the purple-gold vine pattern on his chest, without even a symbolic struggle.

"Since you're willing to keep me by your side yourself, how could I possibly disobey?"

He smiled with obvious delight.

The root bridge extends from the depths of the main road, and its surface is extremely narrow, allowing only two people to walk side by side.

The barbs on both sides sensed the scent of the ancient green wood and immediately sprang inward.

Lou Xiaotian stepped onto the bridge first, then turned around and held Jiang Yining in his arms.

He used his broad back to block the barbs on the left and raised his arm to push open the right side of the wall.

He painstakingly left her a narrow gap just big enough to step into.

"Step forward in my footprints, and don't touch either side."

He whispered his instructions.

Jiang Yining raised her hand and pressed it against his lower back, sending the purple-gold wood energy into the wound that had been cut open by the barbs.

"You are not allowed to use your physical body to withstand it. If Genqiao tightens any further, tell me immediately."

On the other side, Fan Chenxin plunged the black knife into the left side of the Soul Corridor.

He looked down at Jiang Siyue, and finally gently placed the child in Pei Yunji's arms.

"The abandoned formation on the right side needs fox blood. You take care of April for me."

Fan Chenxin suppressed the jealousy in her heart.

Pei Yunji's posture while holding the child was slightly stiff, but he silently turned his injured right shoulder to the outside.

He used his intact left arm to support Jiang Siyue's knees, and his wide sleeves tightly covered the child's back.

"She won't encounter the Pei Clan's ancestral fire; you just need to cut off the Soul Corridor's energy supply."

Pei Yunji agreed.

Jiang Siyue leaned on his shoulder and carefully touched the blood-stained fabric with her little hands.

"Uncle in black is injured here. April, lie on the other side. You don't need to use your wound to shield yourself from the fire."

"Once the fox blood gets close to the ruined array, you must stay in my arms to avoid being dragged away by the array patterns."

Pei Yunji softened his voice.

He adjusted his arm to make sure the child was securely against the side without the scabbard.

Jiang Siyue's fox ears twitched slightly, and the aura of the nine-tailed celestial fox spread out like a light veil towards the right-side array gate.

The violent array patterns gradually calmed down upon contact with the fox blood, and the dark silver flames also retreated to the sides.

Fire Spirit Falcon emerged from beside a suit of black armor, its head now adorned with a heavy helmet.

Its vision was obstructed, so it flapped its wings and headed straight for the main road of the wooden embracing tree.

The round bird's body had just hit the root bridge when it was bounced back by the barbs and rolled back the way it came.

It landed upside down next to Jiang Siyue's shoes, looking quite comical.

"If you run around with someone else's head on your head, of course you'll get beaten up by the tomb gate."

Jiang Siyue quickly squatted down.

Together with Pei Yunji, she managed to pull the helmet off the bird's head.

The Fire Spirit Falcon looked aggrieved and opened its beak to spit out a thin flame at Genqiao.

Fan Chenxin used the back of her knife to extinguish the small flame, but her gaze remained fixed on the two people in the main path.

"Ning'er, if Yinye revives inside, immediately notify me using the sound transmission vine."

His voice was strained.

"You split open the left side of the Soul Corridor first, so I don't have to be distracted by you after I go in."

Jiang Yining didn't turn her head.

She glanced at Jiang Siyue one last time to make sure Pei Yunji was protecting the child well before stepping across the root bridge side by side with Lou Xiaotian.

The main path of Aoki suddenly closed behind the two of them.

Countless thick roots rose wildly from the ground, wrapping around the wrists, waist, and chest of the two people respectively.

Lou Xiaotian was dragged forward, but he still managed to turn around and check one last time through the rapidly narrowing crack in the door.

Fan Chenxin took a half step forward, sword in hand, as the dark golden Buddhist energy slammed heavily against the closed tomb door.

He remembered the rules she had set and forcibly suppressed the sword intent that was about to burst out of his body back into his dantian.

Deep within the tomb passage, an ancient wooden coffin, marked with the rings of time, slowly rises.

The roots entangled Jiang Yining and Lou Xiaotian simultaneously.

The silent silver leaf at her waist shimmered quietly before the coffin door closed.

The faint sound of Cen Jin's remnant soul echoed along the tomb walls.

"The host of the sacred tree enters the tomb passage, and the ancient green wood protector follows her into the coffin."