The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 657 Blood Oath Trap

Under the dark night of the cultivation world, the thick dark clouds were like an airtight piece of black silk, completely blocking the moonlight that should have been shining brightly, and plunging the world into a deadly darkness. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen hurried all the way back from the mysterious and dangerous Mirror Abyss. Their clothes still carried the unique cold and damp air of the Mirror Abyss, and the corners of their clothes trembled slightly in the wind, as if they were also telling the thrilling experience they had just experienced.

The two of them stepped into the courtyard where they were staying temporarily. The lights in the courtyard swayed in the night wind, casting mottled light and shadows, like ghosts dancing in the dark. Yun Yao's face was slightly pale, but her eyes showed some determination. She subconsciously tightened her collar, as if she wanted to dispel the inexplicable chill in her heart. Chu Mochen stood tall and straight like a pine tree. His eyes were always vigilantly scanning the surroundings. His right hand subconsciously pressed on the sword at his waist. The gemstone inlaid on the hilt flashed a cold light in the dim light, revealing a murderous aura that was ready to unsheathe and drink blood at any time.

Liu Yan'er, the woman who was always smiling and gentle, suddenly appeared in their sight. She stood quietly in the center of the courtyard, her pink dress swaying gently in the wind. It should have been a soft and charming picture, but the aura she exuded made people shudder. Purple and black curse patterns had climbed up the corners of her eyes. The curse patterns were like ferocious little snakes, twisting and twisting, wantonly emitting evil magic, making her originally gentle face become weird and strange.

"Yun Yao, do you think you are the girl of destiny?" Liu Yan'er's voice broke the silence of the night, but it was full of sadness, as if a wronged woman was crying about the injustice of fate. But Yun Yao was keenly aware that under this sadness was hidden a surging hatred and madness. Liu Yan'er threw her hand violently, and a jade slip shot towards Yun Yao like a hidden weapon. Yun Yao raised her hand and caught it steadily. When her consciousness probed into the jade slip, a bloody and cruel picture came into her eyes in an instant - in the picture, a woman in white clothes, whose face was somewhat similar to Yun Yao, was pressed down by a group of black-robed people on an ancient and gloomy altar. The runes around her were flashing, but the light was full of endless sorrow. Those black-robed people raised their knives and cut out the woman's spirit core without hesitation. Blood splashed and dyed the altar red. The woman's shrill screams seemed to travel through time and space and pierce directly into Yun Yao's heart.

Chu Mochen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the scene intently, with a strong shock and indignation in his heart. He was very familiar with that execution ground, which was the "Tianxu Execution Platform" recorded in the notes left by his great-grandfather. The few words in the notes had once made him feel cold about this mysterious and cruel place, but he did not expect that it would be presented in such a tragic way today.

Yun Yao suppressed her grief and anger. She stared at Liu Yan'er with a sharp gaze, but she noticed a ring on Liu Yan'er's fingertips that was flashing with a strange light. The ring was black in color, with complex and ferocious patterns carved on it. Looking closely, it was the symbol of the evil cultivation organization "Blood Demon Sect". At this moment, the copy of the fragment that Yun Yao had properly put away was floating in Liu Yan'er's palm without her knowing when. The fragment was tightly wrapped in a ball of dense demonic energy, which eroded the fragment like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, causing it to emit green smoke, as if it was groaning in pain.

"Yan'er, why are you doing this?" Chu Mochen's voice was filled with a hint of disbelief. He and Liu Yan'er had known each other for a long time. Although they were not very close, he had never thought that she would collude with evil cultivators and do such a cruel thing.

Liu Yan'er seemed to have heard nothing. Her eyes became more and more crazy. Suddenly, she crushed the jade slip in her hand. In an instant, blood mist surged up, like a prehistoric beast that had escaped from the abyss of hell, instantly swallowing up the entire courtyard. In the blood mist, twelve blood-colored chains loomed. They seemed to have life, twisting and turning in the air, making a creepy "clattering" sound.

"Since you refuse to hand over the complete fragment, then use your blood to activate the Blood Demon Sect's 'Hongmeng Blood Formation'!" Liu Yan'er's voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, revealing a bone-chilling chill and determination. Before she finished speaking, the twelve blood-colored chains shot towards Yun Yao like lightning, aiming precisely at her wrist.

Yun Yao felt a chill coming towards her, and subconsciously tried to dodge, but the chain was so fast that it wrapped around her wrist in the blink of an eye. The moment the chain touched her skin, something strange happened - the Hongmeng blood that had been lurking in Yun Yao's body was like a ignited gunpowder barrel, boiling instantly. The majestic power contained in the blood surged wildly along her meridians, and actually violently repelled the seemingly indestructible chain. Under the impact of this powerful force, the blood-colored chain instantly turned into countless blood beads, scattering in all directions, as if a bloody rain bloomed in the night sky.

The mechanical voice of the system suddenly sounded in Yun Yao's mind, with an urgent reminder: "The Blood Evil Sect attempted to copy the Hongmeng bloodline. The host must find the core of the blood formation within an incense stick of time! Otherwise, once the blood formation is activated, not only will your life be in danger, but the entire cultivation world will be doomed!" Yun Yao's eyes instantly became extremely solemn. She was well aware of the crisis at the moment. Life and death depended entirely on her hands.

She didn't have time to think about it, and quickly threw out the modern improved "Thunder and Fire Talisman" from her storage bag. This "Thunder and Fire Talisman" was carefully developed by her by combining modern technology and cultivation runes. Compared with ordinary spiritual talismans, it is several times more powerful. The moment the spiritual talisman flew out of her hand, it drew a dazzling arc in the air, and then there was a loud "boom", like a thunderclap from the ground. The violent lightning and surging flames intertwined to form a destructive energy storm, which instantly shattered the diffuse blood mist.

The moment the blood mist dissipated, Yun Yao's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, penetrating the remaining gunpowder smoke. She suddenly saw that behind Liu Yan'er, there stood a mysterious man wearing a bronze mask. The mask shone with a cold and mysterious light under the firelight, making it difficult to see the face under the mask. But Yun Yao recognized at a glance that this man was the mysterious figure who had carved the strange formation in the mirror abyss before. He was tall and straight, wearing a black robe that fluttered in the wind, and exuding a strong and evil aura, as if he was the master of the darkness, staring at all this quietly, which made people shudder.

At this moment, Yun Yao had countless questions in her mind: Why did Liu Yan'er collude with the Blood Demon Sect? Who is this mysterious masked man? What is their ultimate goal? But she knew that this was not the time to think about these things. She had to race against time to find the core of the blood formation and stop this world-destroying crisis.

Yun Yao took a deep breath and suppressed the turmoil in her heart. Her eyes became more determined, like a fearless warrior ready to step into an unknown battlefield. She activated the power of Hongmeng in her body, tapped the ground with her toes, and rushed towards the mysterious masked man like a ghost. With every step, the stone slabs under her feet seemed to be unable to withstand this powerful force and cracked one after another. Seeing this, Chu Mochen followed without hesitation, and the sword in his hand had already been unsheathed. The sound of the sword resounded through the night sky, revealing an indomitable determination.

The night wind blew, and the leaves in the courtyard rustled, as if playing a battle song for this thrilling duel. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's figures gradually faded away in the night, and behind them was a messy courtyard and the night sky that was still filled with blood, as if silently telling the cruelty and tragedy of this crisis. The road ahead is full of unknowns and dangers, but they have no way to retreat. Only by fighting to the death can they protect this world they cherish.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen gradually approached the mysterious masked man. As the distance shortened, the oppressive feeling became stronger. The masked man was like a towering mountain, standing there quietly, but the aura he exuded was like a turbulent tsunami, which made people tremble with fear.

Yun Yao's palms were slightly sweaty. She tightly grasped the talisman in her hand and stared at the masked man, trying to find flaws in his every move. Chu Mochen stood sideways, with the long sword in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground. The runes on the sword were flickering. His eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked around vigilantly, guarding against sneak attacks from Liu Yan'er and others.

Suddenly, the masked man moved. His figure flashed, like a black lightning, and he instantly pounced towards Yun Yao. His speed was so fast that it was hard to keep up. Yun Yao was startled and subconsciously dodged sideways, while the talisman in his hand shot towards the masked man. The talisman exploded in the air and turned into a dense electric net, covering the masked man.

The masked man seemed to have expected this. He snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a black demonic energy surged out, instantly tearing the electric net into pieces. Then, his palm turned into a black claw shadow, grabbing towards Yun Yao's throat, the claw tip flashing with cold light, like the sickle of the god of death, revealing endless murderous intent.

Yun Yao didn't have time to think about it, and quickly mobilized the power of Hongmeng in her body, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and formed a golden shield. On the shield, runes flowed, shining brightly, like an indestructible armor. With a loud "bang", the masked man's claws hit the shield fiercely, causing a strong energy fluctuation. Yun Yao only felt a huge force coming, and her body involuntarily stepped back several steps, and her feet drew two deep grooves on the ground.

Seeing this, Chu Mochen's eyes flashed with anger. He shouted loudly, and with the long sword in his hand, he stabbed at the masked man with an unstoppable momentum. The sword came out like a dragon, and the sword energy was like a white streak, instantly cutting through the night sky. The masked man felt the threat from behind and had to temporarily give up attacking Yun Yao and turned to deal with Chu Mochen. He raised his hand and slapped it. A black vortex surged out of his palm, like a small black hole, emitting a strong suction force, and swallowed all of Chu Mochen's sword energy.

While the masked man and Chu Mochen were fighting, Yun Yao quickly looked around, trying to find any clues about the core of the blood formation. Her consciousness spread like a tide, not leaving any corner untouched. Suddenly, she found that the blood on the ground was flowing in a strange way, as if being pulled by some mysterious force, slowly gathering together to form a strange pattern.

Yun Yao's heart moved, and she walked quickly towards the pattern. As she approached, the pattern became clearer and clearer. It was an ancient and mysterious rune. The rune exuded a strong bloody smell that made people sick. Yun Yao realized that this might be the key to the core of the blood array.

She stretched out her hand without hesitation, and a surge of primordial power surged from her palm, pressing towards the rune. The moment her palm touched the rune, a strong recoil force came, almost knocking her away. Yun Yao gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, and increased the output of primordial power.

At the same time, the masked man noticed Yun Yao's action, and he was shocked. He wanted to pull away to stop her, but was entangled by Chu Mochen. Chu Mochen used all his skills, and the long sword in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea. His sword moves were extremely sharp, and each sword stabbed at the masked man's vital points, making him exhausted and unable to split himself.

Yun Yao's forehead was covered with sweat, her face became paler, but her eyes became more determined. With her unremitting efforts, the rune finally began to tremble, and the light gradually dimmed. Suddenly, with a loud "crack", the rune was like broken glass, instantly turning into countless fragments and dissipating in the air.

As the rune was broken, the bloody light around the blood formation quickly dimmed, and the bloody smell in the air gradually dissipated. Seeing this, Liu Yan'er's face changed drastically, and a flash of despair flashed in her eyes. She wanted to escape, but was trapped by Yun Yao's talisman.

The masked man roared, and he suddenly broke free from Chu Mochen's entanglement, and fled away in a flash. Chu Mochen wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Yun Yao.

"Don't chase him, he can't get far." Yun Yao's voice was a little tired. She knew that although the crisis was temporarily resolved, the conspiracy behind it was becoming more and more confusing. They must find out the truth as soon as possible and find a solution, otherwise the road ahead will be more difficult and dangerous.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, their eyes showing determination. They turned around and walked into the courtyard, ready to interrogate Liu Yan'er and uncover the secrets behind this. At this time, the sky was already turning pale, and a new day was about to come, but they knew that what was waiting for them would be a more severe challenge.

Back in the courtyard, Liu Yan'er was trapped in the restriction formed by the talisman. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were filled with despair and fear. The gentle and lovely appearance she once had was no longer there. Now, she was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, crazy and helpless.

Yun Yao slowly walked in front of her, staring at her coldly, and said in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "Yan'er, what else do you have to say now? Why did you betray us?"

Liu Yan'er bit her lip and remained silent for a moment. Suddenly, she raised her head, a look of determination flashing in her eyes: "I have no choice! My father was imprisoned by the Blood Evil Sect. They threatened me with my father's life. I can only do this..."

Yun Yao was shocked. She didn't expect that there was such a tragic secret behind Liu Yan'er. But she understood that even if it was excusable, what Liu Yan'er did almost caused a disaster.

"Who is that mysterious masked man? What is their conspiracy?" Chu Mochen asked coldly from the side, the long sword in his hand still tightly grasped, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Liu Yan'er, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Liu Yan'er hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke: "He... He is the core figure of the Blood Demon Sect. I don't know his specific identity. I only know that they want to use the Hongmeng bloodline to open a mysterious door, obtain supreme power, and dominate the world of cultivation..."

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, both of them were shocked. They realized that this conspiracy was far more complicated and terrifying than they had imagined. Where did the mysterious door lead to? How big was the ambition of the Blood Demon Sect? Everything was unknown.

"Yan'er, if you want to atone your sins, help us find the lair of the Blood Evil Sect and stop their conspiracy." Yun Yao's voice was firm and unyielding.

A trace of struggle flashed across Liu Yan'er's eyes, and she finally nodded slowly: "Okay, I promise you... but you must promise to rescue my father."

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other and nodded slightly. They knew that cooperating with Liu Yan'er at this moment might be the only way to uncover the truth and stop the conspiracy. But they also understood that the road ahead was full of dangers. The power of the Blood Evil Sect was intertwined and it would not be easy to completely eradicate it.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly rang in Yun Yao's mind: "Host, congratulations on successfully resolving this crisis. You have received a special reward - 'Hongmeng Sky Eye', which can briefly see the origin of all things and help you make further progress on the road of cultivation."

Yun Yao was delighted, she knew that this "Hongmeng Sky Eye" might be a great help in their fight against the Blood Evil Sect. She secretly vowed to make good use of this power, protect this world, uncover all the secrets hidden behind it, and make the Blood Evil Sect pay a heavy price for their actions.

As the sun slowly rises, the golden sunlight shines into the courtyard, dispelling the last trace of haze. Yun Yao, Chu Mochen and Liu Yan'er embark on a road full of unknowns and challenges. Their figures gradually fade away under the reflection of the sun, and their story has just begun...