Chapter 493: Chapter 493 Lanyun Half-Saint

"So you are the descendant of the Yuantian Sword Saint."

The faces of the two Sword Cultivation Disciples only then revealed a look of sudden realization.

As one of the Four Great Sword Saints of the Human Clan, they were naturally familiar with the Yuantian Sword Saint—equal to their own Sword Saint Ancestor in stature, his strength transcendent and saintly!

It was no wonder Lin Yi had risen abruptly, gaining renown in the Central Province.

That explained everything.

Seeing that Lin Yi held a Holy Decree in his hand, the hostility on the faces of the two Sword Cultivation Disciples completely vanished, replaced by a very amiable smile.

Indeed, they were treating Lin Yi as an honored guest of Blood Prison Mountain.

"Lin Yi, please, this way."

The two escorted Lin Yi up Blood Prison Mountain.

When a Sword Saint issued a decree, it surely meant a significant matter, not something they were able to handle.

Blood Prison Mountain, under the leadership of the Blood Prison Sword Saint and his disciples, had transformed into a flourishing Sword Dao Holy Land, with Spirit Arrays throughout the mountain sealing terrifying powers.

During the ascent, Lin Yi saw a massive Spirit Stone Vein, and within it, numerous elders dressed in the robes of Blood Prison Mountain, their bodies stained with blood, laboring within the vein.

Among them, there were not only those whose cultivation had reached the Sealing King Realm, but even experts of the Venerable Realm.

A look of surprise immediately appeared on Lin Yi’s face, "Your Blood Prison Mountain is so extravagant? Venerable Realm experts, called to mine?"

Venerable Realm power was considered a core pillar in any force, absolute experts.

Even in a Sword Dao Holy Land like Blood Prison Mountain, those of the Venerable Realm should not be found at the bottom, let alone enslaved for mining.

It was utterly unbelievable.

Unexpectedly, one of the leading Blood Prison Mountain disciples sneered, "Typically, a Venerable Realm expert in our Blood Prison Mountain would at least be of the elder level."

"But these people are different; they are disciples from the lineage of the traitor Kong Yuan. To punish them, the Sword Saint Ancestor has planted a Slave Mark on them, sentencing them to mine here."

Hearing this, Lin Yi’s pupils slightly contracted.

He looked again at the Spirit Stone Vein.

Unexpectedly, these elders were disciples of Half-Saint Kong Yuan.

"Kong Yuan, this traitor, not only killed his own senior brothers and many Blood Prison Mountain disciples but also stole the Holy Sword from the Sword Saint Ancestor and somehow severed the connection between the Holy Sword and the Sword Saint Ancestor."

"Having committed such grave sins, yet escaping punishment, his disciples naturally had to take the punishment for him."

The eyes of the two Blood Prison Mountain disciples looking at the group of mining slaves showed not a trace of pity but rather a hint of satisfaction.

Traitors naturally deserved severe punishment to serve as a warning to others.

Yet Lin Yi thought differently; he knew Kong Yuan was wronged, implying that these disciples of Kong Yuan were also unjustly implicated.

From the mouths of these two Blood Prison Mountain disciples, Lin Yi learned about the story of Half-Saint Kong Yuan back when he was in Blood Prison Mountain.

The one who died at the hands of Half-Saint Kong Yuan was Luo Fu Half-Saint, the fourth disciple of the Blood Prison Sword Saint.

In the eyes of those from Blood Prison Mountain, Luo Fu Half-Saint was a trustworthy and honest good old man, highly respected in Blood Prison Mountain for his kind and benevolent dealings.

As for Kong Yuan, he was reclusive and rarely smiled, and being a Half-demon, stationed more fear and awe than affection among the people of Blood Prison Mountain.

Of Kong Yuan killing Luo Fu Half-Saint and betraying Blood Prison Mountain, it was seen as an unforgivable act of utmost atrocity.

Yet Lin Yi quietly shook his head; this Luo Fu Half-Saint hid too deep, who could have thought that such a seemingly kind and good old man was actually a spy of the Pi Jue Corpse Clan.

Moreover, with the prejudice of Blood Prison Mountain’s members against Kong Yuan, even if Lin Yi spoke the truth, few would likely believe him.

Only if the Blood Prison Sword Saint revealed the truth could the people of Blood Prison Mountain be truly convinced.

Following the two Blood Prison Mountain disciples, Lin Yi reached the summit of Blood Prison Mountain, where a grand hall stood majestically.

After ushering Lin Yi into this reception hall, the two Blood Prison Mountain disciples then withdrew.

Shortly after, a middle-aged figure appeared in the great hall, walking towards Lin Yi with a smiling face.

"I am Lanyun, the foremost disciple of Blood Prison Mountain."

Lanyun Half-Saint smiled, "The Sword Saint Ancestor is still in seclusion, leaving me in charge of all affairs of Blood Prison Mountain."

"I heard that young friend Lin Yi has come a long way from the Eastern Domain, bearing a mandate from the Yuantian Sword Saint. You may present your intentions to me."

"I, for my part, can make decisions."

However, Lin Yi shook his head and said, "This matter is of great importance. The Yuantian Sword Saint once personally instructed that the Holy Decree must be handed directly to the Blood Prison Sword Saint; before then, it must not be opened."

Even with Lanyun Half-Saint, this leading disciple of the Blood Prison Sword Saint, Lin Yi did not trust him—especially considering that even Luo Fu Half-Saint, who all considered a good old man, was actually a spy from the Pi Jue Corpse Clan.

Even if it were the Sword Saint’s chief disciple, he might not be entirely trustworthy.

What if this person was also a spy? Wouldn’t he be walking right into a trap?

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