A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

About half an hour later, the three of them arrived at a cold spring.

The cold spring is deep blue, calm and still. Next to the spring is a cave, which is pitch black inside.

The wind whistled through the cave.

Zhang Huai stood beside the cold spring and cautiously glanced down. Beneath the deep blue water lay boundless darkness.

He casually picked up a palm-sized stone from the spring and threw it down.

Three breaths later, the stone disappeared without a trace.

Even with his incredible strength, Zhang Huai's legs trembled slightly as he faced this unknown fear.

Yang Guo, who was standing to the side, had already tied the thick hemp rope around his waist. He threw the other end to Zhang Huai and said, "Brother Huai, tie it up quickly, we're leaving right away."

To be honest, Zhang Huai didn't really want to go anymore, but in order not to lose face in front of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, he still picked up the thick rope with trembling hands.

He also tied himself up tightly using the knotting method he had learned from his study materials.

Looking at Zhang Huai's posture, Yang Guo couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "Brother Huai, what kind of pose is that?"

Seeing Zhang Huai's strange appearance, Xiaolongnu couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, what do you know? This is the safest binding method I learned from several teachers."

Zhang Huai retorted.

"I didn't realize that Brother Huai had so many teachers."

"Well...of course. They come from a very distinguished family."

"Brother Huai, let's get ready to go."

"Hey, wait a minute, I'm not ready yet... Okay."

Before Zhang Huai could finish speaking, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu jumped into the cold spring together.

Pulled by the rope, Zhang Huai fell headfirst into it, only managing to take a deep breath in his panic.

A bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped Zhang Huai's entire body, causing the hairs on his body to stand on end.

Yang and Long, who were swimming forward, circulated their inner energy to dispel the chill in their bodies.

Dragged behind, Zhang Huai unconsciously circulated his internal energy to barely restore some body temperature.

The deeper one goes, the darker the cold spring becomes, and the sliver of light that once shone in from the cave entrance is now swallowed up.

He closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and held his breath firmly in his lungs.

Ahead, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu nimbly traversed the water, their movements light and fluid, avoiding one hidden rock after another.

He didn't know how long he had been dragged, but Zhang Huai felt his face was turning purple, his lungs were about to run out of air, and his vision was blurring.

Just when he was about to give up, he suddenly felt the ground beneath him go empty, and his body slammed heavily onto the cold stone surface.

"Cough cough cough!"

Zhang Huai sat up, coughing violently as he gasped for air. His soaked clothes clung to his body, constantly drawing away his body heat.

His teeth were chattering.

Zhang Huai sat cross-legged on the ground, accelerating the circulation of qi and blood within his body.

Although Yang Long and Zhang Huai were not as disheveled, they were still shivering uncontrollably.

The two of them also sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating their internal energy to slowly restore their body temperature.

Fortunately, none of the three were ordinary people. Soon, thanks to their strong blood and qi and profound internal strength, half of their clothes were dried.

Zhang Huai then slowly stood up and looked around.

What comes into view is an extremely spacious stone chamber, surrounded by solid, bluish-gray boulders with smooth, warm surfaces covered in moss, having stood there for who knows how many years.

The stone chamber is extremely high, with stalactites of varying lengths hanging from the ceiling, crystal clear, with water droplets falling from time to time.

In the center of the stone chamber, a path paved with bluestone slabs extends forward, leading to a narrow passageway ahead.

The passageway is adorned with luminous pearls of varying sizes, their soft, pale blue light slowly flowing, illuminating the passageway in a hazy glow.

Yang Guo untied the hemp rope binding him and kept stomping his feet to loosen his body. He looked at Zhang Huai's disheveled appearance and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Is Brother Huai alright? The chill in this ancient tomb is something most people can't withstand."

"Hmph, don't underestimate me, I have plenty of energy and blood."

Ahhh—Achoo!

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Huai couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

The sound echoed in the empty stone chamber, making Yang and Long burst into laughter.

Little Dragon Girl walked forward to the entrance of the passageway and introduced, "This is the outer chamber of the ancient tomb. Further in are the stone chamber and the cold jade bed, the place where my ancestors healed and cultivated."

Zhang Huai followed Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo, walking along the passageway deeper into the ancient tomb.

When you reach a fork in the road, you can see that there is a path on the left, but there is a huge stone wall dozens of meters ahead.

Zhang Huai stopped and turned to look at Yang Guo, saying, "This must be the so-called Dragon-Slaying Stone."

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu both looked in the direction Zhang Huai was looking.

Xiaolongnu spoke calmly, "That's right. Previously, Yang Guo and I were attacked by Li Mochou. We had no choice but to put down the Dragon-Slaying Stone. We wanted to die together, but we unexpectedly discovered an underground river connecting to the outside world, which is how we met Brother Zhang."

While Xiaolongnu was speaking, Zhang Huai had already walked to the Dragon-Slaying Stone.

He looked at the large rock in front of him, which blended seamlessly with the surrounding stone walls, and patted it with his hand. It was indeed extremely hard.

Suddenly, he crouched down slightly, his fingertips digging into the only gap between the broken dragon stone and the ground.

Zhang Huai's expression was solemn, his brows furrowed, and he began to exert force throughout his body.

"Brother Zhang, are you trying to lift the Dragon-Slaying Stone?"

Yang Guo said, somewhat incredulously.

"That's... unlikely."

Xiaolongnu replied, though she herself was uncertain. If it were anyone else, she would not have believed it at all, but Zhang Huai was born with superhuman strength, and a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

Zhang Huai's head was bulging with veins, and the veins on his arms were bulging as he tried to straighten up.

The entire broken stone was trembling slightly, causing the surrounding stone walls to shake as well, and many fragments fell from the top of the ancient tomb.

Slowly, Zhang Huai lifted the Dragon-Slaying Stone, creating a gap the size of a finger.

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu both held their breath and stared intently at Zhang Huai.

However, after raising it by one finger's width, the Dragon-Slaying Stone remained motionless once again.

After a struggle, Zhang Huai finally had no choice but to give up. The Dragon-Slaying Stone fell suddenly, and although it was only a finger's width away, the three of them could feel the entire stone chamber trembling slightly.

Zhang Huai dusted off his hands and said with a hint of regret, "It seems it still won't work."

At this moment, Yang Long and his companion had expressions as if they had seen a ghost. They knew that Zhang Huai was born with superhuman strength, but Zhang Huai had never told them exactly how strong he was.

Seeing Zhang Huai's actions, the two gained a new understanding of his power.

I thought Zhang Huai was already incredibly strong, but look at this Dragon-Slaying Stone, which weighs over 20,000 jin, Zhang Huai was able to lift it a finger's width away.

Roughly estimated, Zhang Huai also possessed the strength of at least ten thousand jin.

However, Zhang Huai didn't find it strange at all. His current strength limit was only a little over 10,000 jin, so it was normal that he couldn't lift the 20,000 jin Dragon-Slaying Stone.

He could sense that he still had power left to unleash, but if he were to unleash even greater power, his body would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Zhang Huai slowly walked towards the two of them.

Yang Guo stared at Zhang Huai in disbelief:

"Brother Huai, are you a devil?"