As the twilight over Mount Cangwu was stained with a bloody hue, Li San huddled inside the damp cave, his fingertips repeatedly rubbing the sound-transmission jade slip customized by the Evil Sword Sect. The conversation he had overheard outside Qin Yanshan's tent three days ago was still echoing in his ears: after enduring many twists and turns, Shenfeng Hall and the Evil Sword Sect had coincidentally pieced together their respective fragmented maps. On the yellowed sheepskin scroll, the trajectory of the Big Dipper clearly appeared, with the position corresponding to each star marked with a sign.
"Seven Keys of the Evil God, corresponding to the Big Dipper..." Li San lowered his voice and repeated, a frantic light flashing in his eyes. The skull imprint that Zhang Yinglong had branded into his heart before leaving suddenly grew hot, reminding him of the urgency of the mission. As a suicide soldier secretly cultivated by the Evil Sword Sect, he knew very well that once the plan failed, what awaited him would be the destruction of his body and soul.
Meanwhile, deep within the main stronghold of the Evil Sword Sect, Zhang Yinglong knelt on one knee before the floating black crystal ball. Amidst the churning blood mist inside the crystal ball, the Sect Master's voice came through, laden with overwhelming pressure: "Those fools from Shenfeng Hall have finally come in handy. Tell Li San to lure Lin Feng into the formation according to the original plan; this time, he must not b…
Chapter 274