I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

"This..." The disciple was stunned by the question, and after a long while he said, "Reporting to the Sect Master, we just counted the number of people and found that several disciples were missing. It is estimated that they were killed in the swamp of Qingling Sect."

"What?" Hong Bo was anxious: "Quick, go find it for me!"

At this time, several elders rushed over after hearing the noise. After asking about the whole story, they all remained silent and dared not say a word.

Everyone knows that since He Tianzong's accidental death, He Lian'er has been the most favored by the sect leader.

They made a mistake in the rush just now and actually forgot about He Lian'er.

Hong Bai was extremely anxious, so he arranged for several elders to escort the disciples back to the sect, while he himself returned to Qingling Sect.

During the two days that He Ronger was in a coma, Xu Chong would secretly come to the entrance of the swamp every day to check, but he always returned empty-handed.

On the third day, He Ronger finally woke up.

After learning that Master Zou had entered the swamp and never came out again, he became extremely worried.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, she was stopped by Sect Master Yuan and Sect Leader Gu who had just entered.

"Rong girl, we know you are worried about Junior Brother Zou, but even if you go in now, you may not be able to find him. Even if you find him, what can you do? It will only drag him down. Don't worry, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he will be fine."

He Ronger pursed her lips tightly and said nothing in reply.

At the same time, in a gloomy and humid swamp, the fog was lingering, and the smell of humus and moisture intertwined to form a suffocating smell. The surrounding trees were crooked and seemed to fall down at any time, and in the center of this dead land, a tense confrontation was quietly taking place.

Zou Mubai was dressed in black and had a determined look in his eyes. His hands condensed an icy energy and his eyes were as sharp as torches, staring straight ahead of him.

His brows were furrowed, and he was obviously assessing the situation. Opposite him, a huge red-eyed monster was growling, its pupils were red, and its eyes revealed a light of hunger and anger. Its fur was covered with swamp mud, but it did not affect the powerful aura it exuded.

When he noticed the influx of spirit beasts in the central area of ​​the swamp, he realized something was wrong. So he followed the familiar aura and came here. But he never thought that such a powerful beast would be entrenched in the spiritual world.

As the two sides confronted each other, the surrounding spirit beasts seemed to sense the change in the atmosphere and retreated, not daring to approach. The air was filled with the breath of an impending battle, and even the air seemed to freeze.

The red-eyed monster was huge, covered in dark scales, and gleamed with a cold luster under the weak light. Its eyes were like two burning flames, revealing endless ferocity and wildness.

It growled, and its huge body leaned forward slightly, as if it would launch a fierce attack at any time.

Zou Mubai knew very well that he was facing an extremely powerful opponent, but he did not retreat at all.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, while secretly observing every subtle movement of the red-eyed monster. He knew that in this dangerous swamp, any negligence could lead to fatal consequences.

"Hmph, it seems that you are the overlord of this swamp." Zou Mubai said coldly.

His voice echoed in the empty swamp, sounding particularly clear and powerful. His words were full of provocation and disdain, trying to irritate the red-eyed monster and find its flaws.

However, the red-eyed monster seemed unmoved. It just continued to growl, staring at Zou Mubai with its eyes, as if it wanted to see through him completely.

Its breathing became heavier and heavier, and the air around it seemed to be solidified by this powerful momentum.

Seeing this, Zou Mubai became secretly alert.

But he also knew that he had to defeat this red-eyed monster before he could go deeper into the swamp, find the source of that familiar breath, and solve the doubts in his heart.

So, he no longer hesitated, and with a flash of his body, he pounced towards the red-eyed monster like a ghost.

His movements were swift and powerful, and each move contained a powerful spiritual power fluctuation. The battle between him and the red-eyed monster broke out in an instant, and the entire swamp seemed to be shaken by this powerful force.

The other spirit beasts hiding in the dark were all trembling with fear and dared not come even a step closer.

At this moment, Zou Mubai noticed a subtle movement of the monster - one of its hind legs seemed a little stiff.

His mind moved, and the extremely cold spiritual power in his hand hit the monster's hind legs.

His spiritual power was like a flash of lightning, cutting through the haze of the swamp and going straight to the hind legs of the monster.

"Roar--" A heart-wrenching howl pierced the tranquility of the swamp.

The huge body of the red-eyed monster fell to the ground with a bang. It struggled to stand up, but the black blood oozing from the wounds made it unable to do so.

Zou Mubai did not hesitate. He circulated his spiritual power again and waved his hand. An ice blade as long as a dagger shot straight towards the heart of the monster.

But at this critical moment, the monster that had fallen to the ground suddenly rolled on the ground, avoiding Zou Mubai's ice blade, and then quickly disappeared into the gray fog.

Zou Mubai looked at the red-eyed monster's staggering escape and a sneer appeared on his lips.

Although the monster was fierce, it was obviously seriously injured under his attack and could no longer fight. However, the monster seemed to have a strong sense of a certain direction and fled away in a panic, which aroused Zou Mubai's curiosity even more.

Zou Mubai looked up at the direction where the monster disappeared, retracted his spiritual power, and slowly followed.

But the complex terrain and dense vegetation of the swamp soon made the monster disappear from sight. Zou Mubai stopped and looked around, frowning, feeling both unwilling and confused.

At this moment, a faint and ancient breath attracted his attention. The breath seemed to have some connection with the familiar breath he had sensed before, but it was deeper and more distant. Zou Mubai's heart moved, and he walked in the direction of the breath.

After passing through a dense forest and crossing several muddy paths, Zou Mubai finally came to a ruin half-hidden by dense vegetation.

The ruins look very old, with moss and vines covering the stone walls and the stone steps almost unrecognizable due to erosion by time, but one can still vaguely see its former glory and magnificence.

Zou Mubai took a deep breath, feeling the ancient and familiar atmosphere in the ruins, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his heart. He knew that this ruins might be the answer he had been looking for.

He climbed the stairs carefully, taking each step cautiously.

Through the thick gray fog, you can vaguely see the old gate of the ruins half open, as if telling the glory and mystery of the past.