"But I don't know if there's anything strange about that bronze tripod. What if something more sinister emerges? What should I do then?"

"Who cares? We'll work it out when the time comes! The most urgent task right now is to seize the evil cauldron and cut off the source of the monsters. Otherwise, we'll just fall into a vicious cycle!"

"That's right! The only fundamental solution is to take down the bronze tripod and control the overall situation!"

"I am the one who really wants to protect Mimi. I want her to see me guarding her like a hero."

"Hero? I'm afraid if you go over there, she will only see your bear-like appearance!"

"You are the bear! Your whole family are bears!"

"But who wouldn't want to, especially if there was danger and Mimi was scared and jumped on me."

"If you're going to jump, jump on me!"

"I!"

"I!"

"Don't bother trying to grab it. Mimi has already jumped on me."

"Fuck, Master! I'll let Fairy Liu jump!"

There was a bloody scene in the hall.

Lin Qiye swept the long sword in his hand, and black air scattered wherever it passed.

Wu Jing and Cheng Long also showed their unique skills and resisted wave after wave of attacks.

Occasionally, there would be some fish that slipped through the net, but they were also stopped by Li Jing's soldiers at the risk of their lives.

However, there are too many evil spirits.

Evil energy continuously gushed out of the bronze tripod, transforming into hideous monsters.

Even if a group of ghosts are killed, new ones will soon replace them.

Seeing that everyone was gradually feeling overwhelmed, their breathing became more and more rapid.

"No! If we continue like this, we will never be able to finish the fight!" Wu Jing wiped the blood from his forehead and said gritting his teeth.

"Qi Ye, we will cover you! With your strength, you can definitely take the throne!" Cheng Long suggested.

"It's not appropriate. With the heavy evil energy in the cauldron, if we confront it head-on, I'm afraid the backlash will be unbearable. If something happens to Lin Qiye, everyone will suffer." Wu Jing thought for a moment and shook his head.

Lin Qiye gritted his teeth, seemingly torn between an inner and outer struggle.

After a moment, a look of determination emerged in his eyes: "Everyone, you stay here to hold these evil creatures. I'll go find out what's going on!"

After saying this, he suddenly swooped down, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and headed straight for the throne!

Upon seeing this, the ghosts let out shrill roars and rushed forward, wishing to tear Lin Qiye into pieces.

"Qi Ye!" Yang Mi couldn't help but exclaimed, her eyes full of worry.

She had seen Lin Qiye's skills before and knew that he was not going to die in vain.

But in this situation, it was extremely dangerous for him to go into the tiger's den alone!

On the stone steps, Lin Qiye fought against a hundred people alone, his figure was elusive, as if he was in an empty space.

However, the endless monsters still surrounded him like a vast ocean, pressing forward step by step.

Lin Qiye felt a surge of blood and energy, and his vision went dark.

He bit the tip of his tongue and used the pain to stay awake.

Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly and attacked the monsters around them frantically, which relieved Lin Qiye's pressure a lot and allowed him to continue moving towards the throne.

Finally, Lin Qiye arrived in front of the throne!
Looking up, I saw that the stone statue of the late emperor had his eyes closed and a sneer on his face, as if he was sure of victory.

It seemed as if mocking Lin Qiye's dying struggle.

The bronze tripod under the feet of the stone statue exudes a disgusting smell.

The magic patterns on the surface flickered, and the ominous blue light flashed, revealing a chilling chill.

"What a great demon-refining cauldron! I wonder how many innocent lives it has taken!"

Lin Qiye felt a surge of anger in his heart and he could no longer suppress it.

With a loud shout, he thrust his sword forward, aiming straight for the center of the bronze tripod!
"Om-"

There was a loud bang, and the whole hall was shaking. But when the blade touched the wall of the tripod, an overwhelming force rebounded, causing Lin Qiye to retreat several steps and spurt out a mouthful of blood!

"Such a strong backlash force! The restriction on this cauldron is so terrifying!" Lin Qiye secretly cried out that something was not good, and felt as if all his internal organs were about to shift.

However, the bronze tripod not only remained motionless, but an even stranger light shone on its surface.

An even stronger murderous aura gushed out, transforming into unrecognizable monsters that rushed straight towards Lin Qiye!

The situation reversed instantly.

Lin Qiye felt dizzy and could no longer hold on.

He knelt on one knee, holding the knife tightly and breathing heavily.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

And the monster's claws are already within reach!

"Seven nights!"

Yang Mi's scream was heard.

Seeing this, Wu Jing rushed towards Lin Qiye regardless of everything and held his shoulders.

"Hurry up! I'll block here! Go and break that bronze tripod!" Wu Jing said word by word with red eyes.

Lin Qiye was shocked when he heard this.

He never thought that Wu Jing would sacrifice herself to save him at this time.

"No! You are no match for these monsters! Get back immediately!" Lin Qiye shouted and pushed Wu Jing away.

But it was too late.

Several sharp claws stabbed into Wu Jing's back without any deviation!

Blood splattered, Wu Jing screamed and fell to the ground.

“Brother Jing——!”

Everyone shouted in unison, their faces pale.

Lin Qiye's pupils shrank and there was a loud bang in his head.

A huge sense of guilt and self-blame instantly overwhelmed his heart.

“Asshole—!”

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be spitting fire.

An unprecedented anger was roaring wildly in his body, almost bursting through his throat.

He stared at the bronze tripod with a look as fierce as a knife, as if he wanted to smash it to pieces.

"Damned Demon Refining Cauldron, I swear to crush you to pieces!"

Lin Qiye roared, and regardless of his injuries, he leapt towards the bronze tripod again.

Everyone present was stunned by this scene.

They had never seen Lin Qiye, who was usually calm and rational, so out of control.

The almost crazy fighting spirit almost set the imperial mausoleum on fire!
In the live broadcast room, netizens were even more excited.

"Fuck! Is Wu Jing going to make a heroic sacrifice? I can't accept this!"

"It's over, it's over. Lin Qiye is going to be driven crazy! No one can stop him now!"

"Oh my god! This plot development is too horrifying! My heart can't take it!"

"But, will it really work if Lin Qiye rushes forward recklessly like this? The bronze tripod has such a strong evil nature, didn't it already hurt him just now?"

"That's right. Lin Qiye is clearly overwhelmed by anger. If he continues to act rashly like this, he will probably just repeat the same mistakes!"

"But Wu Jing has already protected him from a disaster, how can he just stand by and do nothing? If it were me, I would definitely fight to the death to get revenge!"

"Revenge is revenge, but there should be a way, right? Fighting a rock with an egg will only hurt both sides. Lin Qiye was so clever before, can't he come up with a better way?"

The audience discussed a lot, and expressed their opinions on Lin Qiye's next move. (End of this chapter)