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

He stood there quietly, as if blending into the tranquility around him.

His gaze was deep and distant, staring into the bottomless abyss, letting his thoughts run wild like a wild horse, drifting to a distant and unknown place with the whistling wind through the mountains.

Suddenly, he leaped up suddenly, his body like a light feather, cutting through the tranquility of the air, and instantly disappeared at the end of the cliff, leaving only a series of whistling sounds echoing in the valley.

After experiencing a long and seemingly endless period of darkness and falling, Ying Qi miraculously found himself suspended on the opposite side of a steep cliff.

The light around him was dim and mysterious, but he seemed to be extremely familiar with this place, and every slight movement could not escape his perception.

He looked at a protruding stone beside the cliff with familiarity. It looked ordinary but contained a hidden mechanism.

Before he could stretch out his finger, the entire stone wall seemed to be awakened, emitting a low and long vibration. Then, a narrow stone door that was only wide enough for one person to pass through slowly opened, revealing a faint but alluring light.

At this moment, a figure passed by him and walked out of the stone gate as if no one was around. Before Ying Qi could see the person's appearance clearly, the figure flew towards the top of the cliff.

Ying Qi stood in front of the stone gate, staring at the light with complicated eyes. He took a deep breath, moved his body slightly, and floated into the narrow stone gate silently like a ghost.

As soon as he took a steady step into the unknown territory, the stone door behind him closed silently like the eyes of a giant beast, isolating the light and noise of the outside world.

Inside the cave, rows of dim oil lamps flickered with faint but firm lights, as if they were the eternal fire of loyalty of the ancient guardians, leading Ying Qi through this winding cave full of traces of time.

As he went deeper, an indescribable feeling of oppression began to fill the air, until he came to a heavy door of a secret room.

Inside the door, intermittent, painful and desperate moans penetrated the barrier of the stone wall, interweaving with the harsh sound of chains dragging heavily across the cold ground, weaving into a heart-pounding symphony.

This voice, like a call from the abyss, made Ying Qi's heart tighten, and an inexplicable heartache arose.

This stone gate had appeared in his dreams countless times, and every time he came here he was stopped outside.

Just as Ying Qi was standing in front of the stone gate with mixed feelings, wondering whether he should give up this seemingly hopeless exploration, a slight sound of footsteps broke the silence around him.

A man dressed in guard's clothes walked out slowly from the darkness with steady steps and a bowl of water held firmly in his hand. The water shone with a faint luster under the dim light, making it look particularly mysterious.

The guard came to the stone gate. His movements were swift and precise, as if he knew everything already.

He just raised one hand gently, and his fingertips fell accurately on a mechanism next to the stone door, which seemed inconspicuous but actually contained a mysterious secret.

As he pressed his fingers lightly, an electric current seemed to surge in the air. Then, a low and long roar came from deep within the stone gate, shaking the air around it.

The stone gate, the solid barrier that had blocked Ying Qi's way countless times, was now slowly rising under the influence of an indescribable force, revealing a deep passage leading to an unknown world.

At the other end of the passage, darkness and light are intertwined, as if connecting two completely different worlds, which inspires endless reverie.

However, at the moment the stone door opened, an extremely strong smell of blood suddenly came like a substance, instantly filling the entire space and almost suffocating people.

The smell of blood was mixed with despair, pain and unwillingness, which made Ying Qi frown involuntarily, and a hint of anxiety and uneasiness flashed in his eyes that was difficult to conceal.

The guard seemed to be accustomed to the smell of blood. He held the bowl of water expressionlessly and stepped into the unknown passage, cursing: "You stubborn guy, you still refuse to give in even at this point. You are really a traitor! Do you think you can hide the whereabouts of the Mustard Seed Space forever?"

When Ying Qi heard these words, he was shocked and then became furious.

It turned out that these people captured Si Yao just for the secret of the "mustard seed space" in his body.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, tried to steady his breathing, and followed the guard into the secret room.

As his eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light in the secret room, the scene inside the secret room gradually appeared before his eyes.

Next to the deepest wall, a blurry figure stood alone, as if being ruthlessly nailed to the stone wall.

The man's limbs were spread out at a twisted and painful angle, each tightly bound by four thick chains and hanging on the four corners of the stone wall, like a prisoner soul suffering endless torture.

Under the lowered head, strands of messy black hair covered the face, making it impossible to see the true expression hidden in the shadow.

But even so, Ying Qi could still feel a strong vitality and indomitable will from the man's body that occasionally trembled slightly due to pain. He was struggling tenaciously in this dark dungeon, waiting for the dawn of salvation.

The guard walked with firm steps, holding the bowl of water, and approached the prisoner step by step.

His eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he was carrying out a task he was already accustomed to.

Coming up to the man, the guard mercilessly grabbed his hair with one hand, forcing him to raise his head, revealing a face distorted by pain and torture.

Then, the guard swung his other arm violently, and the clear water in the bowl instantly turned into a downpour, splashing fiercely on the man's face, bringing a piercing chill, but failing to wash away the redness and hatred in his eyes.

The trapped man stared at the guards with eyes like burning flames. His eyes showed not only anger at the current situation, but also unwillingness and despair at his fate.

This sudden meeting made Ying Qi's heart tremble violently, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

"Si Yao! You are really here!"

Ying Qi's voice trembled with excitement, and he rushed forward as if he wanted to rescue his friend from the sea of ​​suffering immediately.

However, when he raised his hand to use his spiritual power to cut the chains that bound Si Yao, he was shocked to find that his body was empty and he could not mobilize any spiritual power at all.

At this moment, Ying Qi suddenly realized that he was not a physical entity at this moment, but his spirit was out of his body, in an illusory and ethereal state.

This realization was like a bolt from the blue, and his mood instantly plummeted to the bottom.

He was extremely anxious, his eyes filled with regret for his own powerlessness and worry about Si Yao's situation.

"Si Yao..."