Xin Ci didn't say anything, his figure flickered.
The cross chains made a crisp sound in the air, instantly locking onto many who reached for the true artifacts.
He simultaneously shouted to Li Jianxing and Liu Fuyao, "Senior Brother Li, Senior Sister Liu, these six true artifacts are not ordinary. They might be sealing evil creatures! Quickly stop them from touching them!"
Hearing this, Li Jianxing and Liu Fuyao's hearts tightened, but they chose to believe Xin Ci.
Liu Mu Ming, Bai Ting, and Mo Qian also received Xin Ci's reminder.
The three of them attacked simultaneously, blocking those who wanted to seize the true artifacts.
"Li Jianxing, what are you doing!"
"Let us through quickly!"
"Let go of me! Hurry! Or don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Do you think you want to hoard these treasures for yourselves? Dream on!"
The crowd roared in anger.
However, not a single one of them managed to get close to the true artifacts.
Li Jianxing and the other five were all extremely powerful, and their attacks were fierce and decisive.
Whether it was Liu Mu Ming, Mo Qian, or Bai Ting, none of them dared to underestimate them, let alone six of them.
As soon as Li Jianxing drew his sword, a massive sword qi left a deep沟 on the ground.
"Those who cross the line die!"
As this cold and icy voice echoed, everyone felt their body temperature drop.
Currently, in the Sinkhole Secret Realm, Li Jianxing's strength was undoubtedly the strongest.
The crowd retreated, not daring to make any rash moves.
At this moment, Liu Fuyao suddenly spotted a strange figure approaching Li Jianxing from behind not far away.
Her expression instantly changed, "Senior Brother Li, be careful, there's someone behind you!"
Hearing this, Li Jianxing also noticed the attack from behind.
A dark shadow shot towards him rapidly, as fast as lightning.
Li Jianxing quickly turned around, swung his long sword, and split the dark shadow into two with a single strike.
At this moment, Li Jianxing clearly saw that the black-clothed person who ambushed him was a puppet.
"Damn, it's Nalan Wuxia!"
Nalan Wuxia ignored Li Jianxing's threat and released a large number of Heaven-grade battle puppets, attacking Li Jianxing and the others.
Li Jianxing hurriedly wielded his long sword, and streaks of sharp sword qi flew out, slicing through all the battle puppets.
However, the number of battle puppets was too great.
Even with Li Jianxing's extraordinary strength, it would take some time to deal with them.
And at this moment, Nalan Wuxia took advantage of this opening and arrived in front of the six true artifacts.
Xin Ci didn't hesitate and instantly unleashed the Imprisonment Style of the Five Styles of Judgment.
Ten cross chains appeared out of thin air, directly binding Nalan Wuxia in place.
However, Nalan Wuxia let out a sinister smile, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
The next second, Nalan Wuxia appeared in front of one of the true artifacts, a long spear, and snatched it away.
Xin Ci was slightly stunned and then saw the golden scroll in Nalan Wuxia's hand.
It was a teleportation scroll!
This Nalan Wuxia truly had many treasures on him.
The moment Nalan Wuxia snatched the spear true artifact.
The six true artifacts suddenly erupted with blinding light, and then the entire palace began to rumble and shake.
The floating island swayed like a small boat in a storm, seemingly about to shatter at any moment.
"What's going on!"
"Get out of here quickly!"
Li Jianxing and the others shouted, quickly retreating outwards.
Because it wasn't just the palace, the entire floating island was descending.
The ground they stood on also began to crack.
Numerous cracks appeared on the floating island, dense like a spiderweb, with the danger of collapse at any moment.
A large amount of rock fell from high above, hitting the ground and splashing up dust, creating smoke and obscuring vision.
The crowd looked at the scene beneath their feet, their faces turning pale.
This incident was much more serious than they had imagined, and they might all perish here.
"Go quickly!"
"We must leave here as soon as possible!"
Xin Ci shouted to Li Jianxing and the others.
The crowd frantically fled the crumbling palace and rushed towards the giant chains.
"Boom!"
The palace collapsed, followed by the precarious floating island, on the verge of destruction.
"Damn it, what is going on! How could this happen?"
"Run quickly, we have no other choice now!"
The crowd fled along the giant chains, the floating island connected by eight chains.
At this moment, it was breaking into pieces and falling off, and the chains could no longer hold on and drooped to the ground.
"Quick, everyone run!"
The crowd was in a panic.
But the chains fell faster. When they reached an altitude of about seven hundred meters, everyone was thrown off by the chains.
"Thump!"
With a loud noise, all eight giant chains smashed onto the ground.
"Bang bang bang~~~"
The ground exploded, countless gravel flew wildly, and the seismic shockwaves knocked everyone to the ground.
The crowd was breathless, their faces pale, and their hair disheveled.
This scene was truly terrifying.
"Cough, cough..."
Xin Ci coughed a few times and climbed out of the ruins.
He looked around. The others had suffered injuries to varying degrees, but fortunately, they had survived.
However, he didn't see Nalan Wuxia's figure, and his heart sank.
"Damn it, Nalan Wuxia must have escaped!"
The crowd looked up at the sky and were surprised to find that a red curtain had descended around them, trapping everyone inside.
And within this red curtain, a giant冥神棺材 (Underworld God Coffin) was suspended in mid-air, emitting an extremely terrifying aura.
That aura made everyone's hearts palpitate.
"Oh no, the male lead and the others are in trouble."
Mu Qingling, in the consciousness space, frowned. She hadn't expected things to turn out this way.
Looking at the冥神棺材 in the sky, Elder Han's expression became extremely grave.
He immediately transmitted a message to Xin Ci, "Quickly take everyone away from here!"
"What?"
Hearing Elder Han's words, Xin Ci was stunned.
"That冥神族 is about to break the seal. Quickly exit the Sinkhole Secret Realm!"
Elder Han said in a deep voice.
At this moment, Elder Han's expression was extremely solemn.
This冥神族 was definitely more terrifying than the one they encountered at Fengyang Mountain last time.
Xin Ci also had some understanding of the power of the冥神族.
He dared not hesitate any longer and quickly reminded everyone, "Quickly use your tokens to teleport out of the Sinkhole Secret Realm, hurry!"
Although the crowd didn't understand the situation, they knew that the Sinkhole Secret Realm was extremely dangerous at this moment.
They quickly took out their respective tokens, but unfortunately, they were useless, and they remained in place.
"Damn it!"
Xin Ci quickly realized the problem. It was the surrounding red curtain that had cut off their connection with the outside world, preventing them from using their tokens to teleport out.
And on a mountain thousands of meters away, Nalan Wuxia stood on the summit observing the situation.
He had used a teleportation talisman as the floating island began to fall and teleported here.
Thinking that Xin Ci and the others were trapped in the red sky curtain, a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Although I can't deal with you personally, I can make you stay in the Sinkhole Secret Realm forever, Xin Ci!"