Su Chen nodded, his speed continued to increase.

Several Shichen later.

Suddenly.

Su Chen stopped.

"Jiuyou, did you see? It seems... it seems there's a statue over there!" Su Chen raised his hand strangely, pointing ahead.

Far, far away, there was a faint shadow, purple, extremely tall, at least a thousand meters high, indeed in the shape of a statue, and it was radiating a faint purple glow.

However, it was so faint that if one didn't look carefully, it was invisible, like an illusion.

"It indeed is," Jiuyou was silent for a moment and said.

"Let's go check it out." Without hesitation, Su Chen accelerated, employing the Traceless Movement Technique.

Full speed!

However.

An hour later.

Su Chen stopped with a terrible expression on his face.

"What the hell is going on? Why do I feel I haven't gotten any closer to it?" Su Chen frowned, having traveled with all his might for an hour, using the Traceless Movement Technique, covering at least several hundred kilometers!

Yet, the shadow of that gigantic purple statue remained as blurry as ever.

It seemed as though he hadn't closed any distance to the statue in that hour.

It was all in vain.

At that moment.

Boom!

Boom!!

Boom!!!

Suddenly, there was the sound of thunder.

The sound wasn't loud, but very strange, just appearing in the mind and heart.

Appearing without warning.

And.

With the sound of the thunder.

Out of nowhere.

Miracles appeared before Su Chen!

The moment before, there was just the hard land, barren and desolate.

In the next, a sea appeared out of thin air!

A purple sea.

That sea was expanding, crazily expanding…

It seemed it would engulf the entire ruins.

Su Chen just stared at it, stunned by this strange scene.

Woosh woosh woosh...

The purple waves surged, majestic, like the Milky Way, dazzling but extremely dangerous.

The surging purple waves seemed like devouring mouths, swallowing the sky and the earth.

And above the vast purple ocean, countless thunderbolts were crazily spreading.

For a moment, the entire ruins were about to turn purple.

The sky and earth were covered!

It was like doomsday.

"Not good!!! Run!" Jiuyou shouted suddenly, running towards the high ground.

Su Chen nodded heavily, his face solemn.

He could feel that the expanding purple sea was real, not an illusion.

Moreover, the purple sea was extremely dangerous, a martial cultivator's instinct told him.

If submerged by this purple seawater, the end would be tragic.

For a moment, Su Chen's speed reached its ultimate, disregarding any direction, rushing towards the highest ground he could see.

Behind him were the engulfing, chasing purple waves.

Su Chen gritted his teeth, not daring to pause, constantly searching for high ground, persistently rushing to it.

But, despairingly, whenever he reached a high ground, barely resting, he'd find the purple waves already there, forcing him to keep searching for another high ground!

The seawater seemed to keep rising!

Relentlessly rising.

In fact.

At this moment, not only Su Chen faced such a situation?

Other martial cultivators who rushed into the Lei Ling Ruins encountered the same situation!

"No..."

"Ahhhh... Young master, save me!"

"I don't want to die!"

"I want to get out!"

......

In waves of tragic cries, some underpowered martial cultivators and some unlucky ones were directly overtaken and engulfed by the towering purple waves.

It was clear to see, those martial cultivators overtaken by the purple waves were like ordinary people falling into a smelting furnace, instantly vanishing into the void, not even ashes remaining.

Brutal to the extreme!!!

Those martial cultivators still alive were desperate, frantic, fleeing! Fleeing!! Fleeing!!! Rushing towards high places to escape!

In no time, the entire ruins became a scene of a vast purple sea chasing martial cultivators.

It was chilling.

Initially, there were a total of a hundred thousand martial cultivators entering the ruins.

But as time passed.

Almost ten to eight died with every breath.

Everywhere, there were shrill, desperate screams.

Soon, nine out of ten were gone.

Less than ten thousand martial cultivators remained.

And they continued to die in large numbers.

Ninety percent of the ruins had already been covered by the purple sea.

The surviving martial cultivators all possessed formidable strength, astonishing speed, and calm minds, and they were all rushing towards the last few high grounds.

The desire to survive was extremely strong.

After a while.

Fewer than three thousand martial cultivators remained!

And ninety-eight percent of the ruins were submerged.

The remaining two percent of the ground was rapidly being swallowed by the purple ocean.

Despair!!!

Utter despair!

Even if they kept running, it seemed that eventually, the entire ruins would be submerged, with everyone dying.

Time continued to pass.

Soon.

Only one last high point remained in the ruins.

Now, everyone, no matter who they were, rushed towards that peak.

Including Su Chen.

Including Yaun Tianyan.

Including everyone still alive.

Before, when entering the ruins, some were early, some were late, some deliberately avoided the large group, some hung around in small numbers, some were secretive, hidden.

But at this moment, it was all useless.

Everyone alive was driven to one place by the endless purple waves.

This last high ground was ordinary, but very flat.

Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be many patterns, runes on this high ground.

Standing on this last high ground.

Only about a thousand people remained.

Not far away, the purple waves were still rising!!!

And this last high ground was about ten meters above the sea level of the purple waves.

At the rate of the Purple Sea's rising tide, it wouldn't take the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

This highest point would also be submerged.

"What should we do? I don't want to die!"

"Damn it!!! What kind of ruins is this? It's meant to trap and kill us all."

"Damn it, what do we do?"

"I want to survive."

"Ahhhh... Why did I enter these damned ruins?"

......

Of the remaining thousand or so martial cultivators, the vast majority were on the verge of madness, unable to calm down, each with reddened eyes, roaring.

Among them, some had just lost their senior brothers, some had lost their own siblings, and some even lost their partners, fathers, and so on.

Fear, resentment, anger had long filled their bodies.

Of course, some remained calm, like Xuu Xiao, Yaun Tianyan, and others, although their faces were slightly pale, they remained calm.

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