Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 1384: 1343: The Strongest Means

Chapter 1384: Chapter 1343: The Strongest Means

“Found it, this is the place!”

Led by Xiu Niang, the two finally discovered an altar.

It was an altar constructed from pitch-black stones, with dried and coagulated blood staining its surface, leaving dark crimson marks. Countless piles of Bai Gu were scattered around the altar. In its center, two prayer mats were placed, but the statue standing at the heart of the altar had been vandalized—its head was missing.

“This… is this really the entrance to the Ancient Ruins? It doesn’t quite feel like it…”

“Ancient Ruins, as they’re called, are merely fragmented, self-contained spaces. My senses aren’t wrong—this is the only entrance.”

With that, Xiu Niang stepped onto the altar confidently, prompting Lu Chuan to follow hastily.

“How do we open it?”

“An altar is an altar; naturally, it requires a sacrifice.”

Xiu Niang cast a glance at Lu Chuan, as though he were a fool, then promptly slit her wrist, allowing her vivid red blood to drip onto the statue at the altar’s center.

In the next moment, the blood seemed to come alive, flowing upward along the statue’s body, accumulating at the broken site. There, it gathered and congealed into a grotesque, blood-formed head!

And then, the head opened its eerie eyes—its blood-red pupils staring unblinkingly at Lu Chuan and Xiu Niang. A mighty suction force emerged from behind the altar, pulling the two of them into the shattered space. Meanwhile, the sacrificial blood instantly lost its vitality and started dripping lifelessly!

Lu Chuan felt the world whirling around him. When he managed to regain his senses, he realized he was standing in an utterly unfamiliar environment!

Everywhere he looked was painted in blood—bloody skies, a blood-red sun, and even the dirt beneath his feet seemed steeped in blood, creating an unnerving atmosphere.

“Xiu Niang, are you alright?”

Spotting Xiu Niang not far away, Lu Chuan hurried towards her. Seeing that she was unharmed, though slightly pale, he fed her two Blood Nourishing Pills.

“So, this is the Ancient Ruins? It feels more like an Ancient Battlefield…”

As he spoke, Lu Chuan casually yanked a fractured, weathered spear from the ground. With a slight pinch of his fingers, the spear crumbled into dust, scattering between his fingers.

“If I remember correctly, this should be the Fallen Immortal Ruins. Legend has it that two Immortals once led their respective followers into an unrelenting, bloody war here. The end result, however, remains unknown—only that their essence blood dyed the heavens and earth crimson.”

As Xiu Niang spoke, she scooped up a handful of dirt, finding the scent of blood still lingering within it.

Gazing at the endless remnants of shattered weapons and armor, it wasn’t hard to imagine the sheer intensity of the war that had ravaged this place!

But…

“How do you know all this so well?”

“Secrets.”

With a cryptic smile, Xiu Niang curled her lips. Lu Chuan shrugged and chose not to probe further.

Taking out the Human Emperor’s Pendant, Lu Chuan infused it with Spiritual Power, attempting to search for the Earth Amulet’s aura. Unfortunately, within this shattered space, he couldn’t sense anything related to the Earth Amulet.

“Could it be that it’s not here?”

“What exactly are you looking for?”

“The Earth Amulet—you should have heard of it.”

Xiu Niang shook her head, indicating that she had no knowledge of it. After further inquiry, Lu Chuan finally explained to her.

“No wonder… I was wondering why you suddenly decided to visit the Island Country. Such an important item would certainly attract many rivals.”

“I suspect the Earth Amulet is in Grand Elder Huang Quan’s possession. The events that transpired earlier might have been orchestrated by him using the Earth Amulet’s power. However, he’s sealed within a volcano at the moment, and I haven’t figured out a feasible way to confront him.”

“Why not break the seal?”

“If we do that, over eighty percent of the Island Country’s population could be buried under volcanic ash and lava from the eruption.”

Lu Chuan let out a deep sigh, his expression one of helplessness.

He certainly wished he could do so—it would save substantial trouble and time.

But Lu Chuan couldn’t take that path. If he went through with it, the karmic backlash from such mass slaughter would make his life a living hell!

After hearing Lu Chuan’s predicament, Xiu Niang nodded thoughtfully.

“I suppose we can only try our luck within these ruins.”

After all, this was the Land of Fallen Immortals—no one truly knew how many priceless treasures lay hidden here. There were rumors from fifteen hundred years ago, when the Fallen Immortal Ruins were last opened, attracting countless cultivators to vie for its riches.

Many secured treasures, gaining a second life and cultivating Longevity Secret Techniques. Others became entangled with Resentful Spirits and turned into Evil Cultivators of the Evil Path, wreaking havoc. Some even stumbled upon Immortal’s Essence Blood, ascending to unprecedented heights!

But these were merely stories—whether true or false, no one could say for sure.

“What a pity about these shattered weapons and armor. Each of them would have been priceless Magic Artifacts, yet after so many years, the embedded Arrays have faded away, and the weapons themselves eroded by time and decay.”

Lu Chuan lamented.

If he could find a few weapons in relatively decent condition, it wouldn’t be a wasted effort—he could even bring them back as gifts for his wives.

“Xiu Niang, what kind of treasure is hidden in these ruins that drove you to come all this way?”

“I’m not sure which treasure might be here, but I’ve read some secrets about this place. It’s said that one Immortal left behind their most powerful technique in this ruin before their demise. I’m curious about it.”

“A most powerful technique? What kind?”

“Star Plucking.”

As Xiu Niang spoke, she turned to face Lu Chuan, enunciating each word: “With a flick of the finger, pluck stars from the heavens, seize the moon, uphold the skies—an Immortal Clan technique like this, aren’t you intrigued?”

“…Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?”

“I don’t know. But I imagine we’ll uncover the truth.”

As her words fell, Xiu Niang flicked her sleeve, unleashing countless silk wires that flowed and intertwined!

“Although just a Resentful Spirit, it’s not to be underestimated.”

Facing the vague and ethereal silhouette, Xiu Niang’s expression grew serious.

After all, this was a Resentful Spirit within the Ancient Battlefield Ruins, born from an aggregation of immense grievances and hatred. Its strength was completely unpredictable, so Xiu Niang didn’t dare hold back, launching a killing blow immediately!

With a flick of her fingertips, the silk wires shot outward, forming the Heaven-Earth Net in mere moments. Spiritual Power infused the wires, ready to slice anything they touched with ease!

However…

Though Xiu Niang’s technique was impressive, it was evidently insufficient against this Resentful Spirit.

“Lu Chuan, what are you waiting for? Get moving!”

“I thought you could handle it… Fine, I’ll take care of it. Step back—you don’t want to get burned.”

At that, Lu Chuan let out a low grunt as the Divine Fire of the Sun erupted from his body, enveloping him and coalescing into a Flame Battle Armor!

“A thousand-year-old Resentful Spirit… I’d very much like to test your true capabilities!”