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The mysterious Palace Master seemed to have long predicted that there would be a formation genie present.

He turned a deaf ear to the threat of the formation genie. He stretched out his hand and beckoned behind him. Suddenly, from the lanterns held in the hands of all the disciples of the Yinluo Sect, countless streams of light flew out.

Streaks of light gathered in the mysterious hall master's palm. Within those streams of light, nine gigantic heads opened their mouths and screamed in pain.

"Isn't that the head of Quicksand Gate?"

"The Hierarch of the Sacred Flame Divine Sect mysteriously went missing a few years ago. Who would've thought that he would fall into the hands of the Yin Luo Sect."

The expressions of Zhen Tianxiong and the other Middle Earth experts all changed drastically.

They were the ones who recognized the heads in the hands of the master of the mysterious palace.

Now that it appeared in the hands of the mysterious Palace Master, it was sufficient to show how terrifying the Yinluo Sect was.

"I'm afraid that the Yinluo Sect won't allow us to leave." Bai Suqing suddenly said coldly.

Upon hearing those words, everyone froze in shock.

That's right, the Yin Luo Sect came to this Exotic Ruins to deceive people.

Now, since the Hall Master had revealed the souls of these experts in front of them, it also meant that he didn't care about the gazes of the crowd at all.

"I'm afraid that within that coffin, is what the Yinluo Sect wants. If he succeeds, I'm afraid she will turn around and attack us! " Some cultivators analyzed.

It was a critical moment now, and everyone's nerves were taut to the extreme.

A skinny old man said in a deep voice, "Our cultivation level has been suppressed by the pressure here, so we are unable to display our full strength. Even if we face that Hall Master, we still won't have any chance of winning. "

Everyone's eyes instantly dimmed.

Indeed, if they fought head on against that hall master, with that hall master's terrifying strength, it was likely that they would be on one side.

"We can only rely on the strength of the Masters."

Bai Suqing let out a long sigh. There really was no other way.

At this moment, the mysterious hall master suddenly sent a palm towards the old man on the altar.

The old man's figure was very blurry, like a phantom.

However, his two feet were like a mountain, impassable, and able to block any attack.

RUU!

Countless rays of light landed in front of the old man, as if they were being blocked by an invisible barrier.

The ghostly light surrounded the old man, but it was unable to move a single inch forward.

"The formation that you have taken possession of has been mostly broken by me. Old thing, how long can you last? " The mysterious hall master laughed wildly as he recited a strange and obscure incantation. He then pointed his finger at the old man.

Immediately, the nine enormous heads charged towards the old man, biting him.

They opened their mouths wide, as if they had already broken through the limits of a human's body, causing their scalps to tingle with numbness.

Strands of spiritual power floated out from the old man's body and entered the mouths of these heads.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The old man also began to cough violently.

"That formation genie doesn't seem to be able to last long." Someone noticed this and immediately exclaimed.

At this time, the knocking sounds from within the white jade coffin gradually stopped.

Crash! *

The lid of the coffin was removed.

Everyone's gaze fell onto the coffin. Shockingly, a woman appeared within it.

The woman wore a white dress and curled up in the coffin with her eyes closed, looking like a sleeping child.

Beside the woman were two sabers.

One of the blades was about half the length of a person with a thick body. There were even traces of flames on the blade.

The other blade was a short one. It looked like a dagger. It shined with a cold light and a faint glow appeared on the surface of the blade.