Qin Shi hurried to Lin Yi's side.
"Lin Family Head, how are you?"
"Little fellow, I don't think this old fellow can live for much longer. In the end, I wasn't able to save you. You specially came here to help my Lin Clan, yet you're going to lose your life here because of us. I'm really sorry." Lin Yi supported Qin Shi, his old eyes were filled with sorrow and regret.
"Lin Family Head, don't say that. I said we won't die, so we won't die. No matter what, I must take you away from here." Qin Shi clenched his teeth and helped Lin Yi up.
"It's useless. Give up."
Lin Yi shook his head and pushed Qin Shi away. "If, if you have any other way to leave here alive, run by yourself. Don't bring me along. I'll drag you down."
Lin Yi smiled. "Little fellow, I'm sorry about our first meeting. I haven't been able to get your forgiveness. Since I'm dying, please forgive the Lin Clan …!"
Qin Shi was stunned. He recalled Lin Yi's attitude towards him when he first came to the Lin Clan. He shook his head. "I've long forgotten about that. This is the Lin Concubine's home, so it's my, Qin Shi's, home."
"That's good. That's good." Lin Yi no longer had any regrets. His eyes dimmed.
"Lin Family Head, hang in there. Don't sleep!" Qin Shi shouted. He quickly used the Sweet Pouring Rain Technique to heal Lin Yi's shoulder blade.
"Don't waste your time. Go!"
"I've said it before. I'll bring you out of here alive. I, Qin Shi, am a man of my word. I will definitely do what I say. This is my principle. So, unless I die, I will definitely bring you out of here!"
Qin Shi interrupted Lin Yi and lifted him up. Lin Yi was stunned by Qin Shi's action. He shook his head with a bitter smile and didn't say anything else.
"Blood Shaman, can you open a spatial tunnel to the outside world?"
"Do you think I'm a god? There's a strange barrier between the Hundred Tribe Sacred Land and the outside world. This barrier gathers hundreds of different powers. I can't touch the space outside at all," the Blood Shaman cursed.
Hearing this, Qin Shi's heart sank again.
His last hope was also shattered. His black eyes stared at Longxuan and the Daoist in the mist.
For the first time, he felt so helpless. He was truly at his wit's end and had no more trump cards to use.
"Tsk tsk, little fellow, you're quite an interesting fellow. However, since you want to die together with this old fellow, I'll fulfill your wish."
Long Xuan stopped Long Bai and Mo Qingfeng. After wasting so much time, he was clearly impatient. He waved his dragon claws at Qin Shi.
In an instant, the air around Qin Shi solidified, and a strong suction force pulled him forward.
Qin Shi stepped forward. Long Xuan snorted disdainfully, "Because of you, all my plans have been ruined. Now, I will send you to your death."
The dragon claw tore down with all its might.
Rumble!
This attack was abnormally tyrannical. Even the space sealed by the Blood Sorcerer was torn apart. A strange black hole appeared in front of him. The black hole was filled with a hurricane filled with evil energy, constantly approaching Qin Shi.
Under the terrifying pressure, Qin Shi's forehead was covered in sweat and his heart was filled with despair.
"Devour the Heavens and Earth!"
At this moment, the ground of the Hundred Race Sacred Land suddenly split open. A pitch-black evil energy surged out from the crack, forming a hundred feet long demonic claw that clashed directly with Long Xuan's dragon claws.
Boom!
With just one attack, Long Xuan's old eyes widened in shock. A few consecutive cracking sounds could be heard. Under the demonic claw, his dragon claws were actually crushed.
"Old fellow, if you don't want to die, then scram further away. This brat is not someone you can touch!" The whistling evil energy formed a hurricane and gathered in front of Qin Shi, forming the image of an evil spirit.
"Evil spirit?" Qin Shi's pupils dilated.
The weakened Lin Yi became more spirited. He stared at the evil spirit and frowned. He thought to himself, "There's actually such a terrifying existence hidden beside this brat?"
Long Xuan was at the Six Heavens realm. To be able to repel Long Xuan with one attack, this undoubtedly meant that the evil spirit's cultivation was also at the Six Heavens realm, or even higher.
Seeing the evil spirit, Qin Shi had a backbone and was no longer worried. He heaved a sigh of relief and blamed, "I thought you weren't coming back."
"I came back late."
The evil spirit did not argue. Its expression was extremely ferocious. It was obvious that it was really angry.
The reason for its anger was undoubtedly because of Qin Shi.
The evil spirit's appearance surprised Qin Shi. He felt a warmth in his heart and shook his head, "I'm fine. What did you find underground?"
"Fortune Cathaya!"
"Hmm?" Qin Shi was stunned, "Fortune Cathaya?"
"That's right. I only found out that the Fortune Cathaya grows under the Hundred Tribe Sacred Land. It seems that it will mature in a few hours," the evil spirit said seriously.
Qin Shi came to a realization, "No wonder there's such a huge amount of spiritual power underground. However, if it's the Fortune Cathaya, then there's nothing strange about it. After all, the Fortune Cathaya has spiritual power comparable to the heavens."
"Hmm."
"In that case, the goal of Daoist Cloudy Mist and Long Xuan is also for the Fortune Cathaya underground?
They knew about it a hundred years ago? "
"I think so."
The evil spirit nodded, "Previously, near the Fortune Cathaya, I sensed a strange sword formation. I was also trapped by the sword formation, which is why I was delayed for so long. However, I've solved it now."
"Sword formation?
As expected! "
At this point, everything made sense.
"It seems that they haven't been idle for the past hundred years. Not only did they set up a sword formation outside, but they also did something inside. The Dragon Tribe must have done something during the previous Hundred Tribe Competition." Qin Shi couldn't help but smile when he thought of this, "This trap is really deep."
In the distance, Daoist Cloudy Mist's expression turned serious when he saw that Long Xuan was injured. He stared at the evil spirit and shouted, "Sir, may I know who you are?
Where are you from?
I'm a deacon of the Sword Faction, Daoist Cloudy Mist! "
The silence was broken. The evil spirit's eyes were like sword light as it turned around and glared at Daoist Cloudy Mist. He was silent for a while and said to Qin Shi, "Little guy, I'll deal with this old guy. You step back."
Qin Shi thought about it and nodded, "Be careful."
The evil spirit didn't speak. Instead, it used its limbs to reply to Qin Shi. Its majestic body quickly dispersed into a murderous aura. It whistled and swept up a hurricane, pouncing towards Daoist Cloudy Mist.
Daoist Cloudy Mist was stunned. He didn't expect the evil spirit to suddenly attack, especially after he revealed his identity as the Sword Faction.
Qin Shi only smiled. Not to mention the Sword Faction, even if the Eight Regions gathered together, it would be useless in front of the evil spirit, right?
In this world, there was nothing that could make the evil spirit fear, other than the Benevolent Jade.
"Are you crazy?
I'm a deacon of the Sword Faction! "
"Sword Faction?
Even the Dog Faction can't save your dog life today! "
The evil spirit was furious. It raised its demonic claws, which were on a completely different level from Long Xuan's dragon claws. It directly shattered half of the sky and tore down towards Daoist Cloudy Mist.
Daoist Cloudy Mist cursed in his heart and quickly retreated.
"Where did this lunatic come from!"
Daoist Cloudy Mist was furious after being entangled by the evil spirit. He didn't expect that someone would appear at this critical moment.
If he had known earlier, he would have taken Qin Shi's life earlier. However, it was too late to say anything now. If he didn't get rid of the evil spirit, he wouldn't be able to escape.
"You're courting death. I'll fulfill your wish."
Daoist Cloudy Mist retreated and a complicated hand seal appeared. Sword rays began to gather around him. One, ten, a hundred, a thousand, and in the end, there were more than ten thousand of them.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"
"Hehe, so far, no one who wants me dead is still alive!" The evil spirit laughed crazily. It was instantly angered by Daoist Cloudy Mist.
On the other side, Long Xuan recovered. He also realized the severity of the situation and didn't dare to be careless. His dragon eyes landed on Qin Shi. "Brat, I'll kill you first!"
"Little guy, be careful!" Lin Yi hurriedly shouted.
Qin Shi cursed and quickly retreated. At that moment, hundreds of streams of spiritual energy suddenly appeared behind him. The amount of spiritual energy grew more and more, and it was already nearing a thousand.
In the next instant, Qin Shi saw Long Xuan's eyes glaze over. His dragon eyes were filled with clear shock, and his dragon claws stopped in the air.
Qin Shi turned around in confusion. The first person he saw was Yin Hong. Behind her were Xue Xiongfei, Hou Wanwan, Guo Yilong, Yin Fenghao, Blood Dragon, Lin Fangze, Guo Anyang, Lin Biao, and the others.
"Big Brother, we're here to save you!"
From afar, the Blood Dragon's loud voice could be heard throughout the Hundred Races Holy Land.
Qin Shi's black eyes flashed with joy and warmth.
At this moment, he finally knew that this time, no one had left him behind.
Yin Hong and the others quickly went forward. Lin Fei walked over. When she saw Lin Yi, her beautiful face paled. "Father, how are you?"
"Grandfather, Patriarch, how are you?" Lin Fangze and the others asked worriedly.
Seeing everyone, Lin Yi shook his head excitedly. "I'm fine."
Yin Hong gave him a thumbs up. "Good job, old friend. You held on. Leave the rest to us."
Lin Yi was taken care of by Lin Fei and the others. Yin Hong and the Patriarch of the Hundred Races stood beside Qin Shi.
"Little guy, you weren't angry just now, right?"
Qin Shi smiled and shook his head. "Look, do I look like a narrow-minded person?"
"Haha, of course not. Let's fight side by side from now on."
"Yes, I know their goal. They want the Fortune Cathaya. It's right below the Hundred Races Sacred Land."
Hearing this, Yin Hong came to a realization. "No wonder. But the more it is like this, the more we can't let them have their way. No one can take what belongs to the Hundred Races!"
After he finished speaking, the domineering aura of a Family Head was displayed incisively and vividly on Yin Hong's body. He took a step forward and stared at Long Xuan. "Long Xuan, the remaining members of your Dragon Clan have all been captured.