Upon seeing this, even the usually composed Ye Lingyue couldn’t help but be slightly moved.

The ground, originally hard and dry, was undergoing changes.

The surface slowly undulated, like a lake ruffled by the wind, and as time passed, the undulations became more rapid.

Turning from a lake into waves, the entire Qiulin Ruins was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The ground, like a vast ocean, began to devour numerous buildings, causing them to crumble, and the trees on both sides were also swallowed by the waves.

Sweat dripped like rain from Ye Lingyue’s forehead as she instinctively grabbed Little Wuya and dashed towards a nearby large tree that hadn’t been affected yet, barely stabilizing herself.

She pulled out some documents from the Qiankun Money Bag and quickly went through them. Those documents were daily adventure records about the Qiulin Ruins, left by the old president of the Heroic Society.

Ye Lingyue had skimmed through them earlier, but there had never been any related records.

Ye Lingyue quickly flipped through them; there was nothing, still nothing.

It wasn’t until Ye Lingyue had gone through nearly all the documents that she suddenly noticed a missing page at the very end of one of them.

"A page is missing."

Ye Lingyue’s eyes narrowed as she turned to the previous page.

At the very end of the previous page was a brief note.

"After a day of fleeing, by midnight, we found shelter in a house in the Qiulin Ruins. But at midnight, the ground suddenly began to shake. All the houses collapsed, and we woke up from our dreams, desperately fleeing. But the ground beneath us swallowed several brothers like a flood..."

The documents ended there, with no further information.

What exactly the old president had recorded on the last page was unknown.

But one thing was certain: the old president mentioned that the ground changed at midnight, resulting in the collapse of all the houses, which meant that there were no houses in the Qiulin Ruins at that time.

So, what was the situation with the houses they saw and stayed in during the day?

Could it be that someone else had entered the Qiulin Ruins and built new houses?

Was that person human or a demon?

Sweat had already soaked Ye Lingyue’s palms.

Beneath her, there was a sinking sensation as the tree she was on gradually sank with the undulating ground, the originally over ten-meter-high tree now submerged, leaving only the crown visible.

Nearby, Little Zhiyo had already devoured a large number of demon souls, but the number of Bloodthirsty Snake Bees and Combined Demon Snakes was simply overwhelming.

Ye Lingyue tightened her brow as she looked at Little Wuya’s complexion.

She let out a soft whistle, calling Little Zhiyo back.

"Little Zhiyo, enter the Hong Meng Heaven with Little Wuya immediately, don’t delay."

"No, boss, we have to go in together, it’s too dangerous here."

Little Zhiyo suppressed her hostility, the three horns on her head retracting.

"I can’t leave Fourth Brother and the others. I have a feeling something has happened in the Qiulin Ruins, and Fourth Brother and Bo Qing, they shouldn’t be dead yet."

She had proposed entering the Qiulin Ruins.

They thought they could last three days, but didn’t expect such an event on the first night.

Ye Lingyue finally understood why the old City Lord and Yuan Xing ended up so battered and nearly met with total annihilation.

But what Ye Lingyue didn’t know was that even back then, the old City Lord and Yuan Xing hadn’t faced such a monstrous scale of an attack; at most, they encountered a labyrinth and beast attacks.

After reviewing the documents the old president left, Ye Lingyue realized one thing: all those in the Qiulin Ruins, including herself and the Jiu Provinces Alliance, were likely targeted as soon as they entered, or even before entering the Qiulin Ruins.

And the entity lurking in the shadows could very well be the culprit behind the madness of the old City Lord and Yuan Xing.

This time, no matter what, she had to drag that hidden antagonist out from the shadows.

"Boss..." Little Zhiyo still wanted to insist.

"Take Little Wuya back immediately, and take good care of her."

Ye Lingyue, forcing her will, used her spiritual power to send Little Zhiyo and Little Wuya together into the Hong Meng Heaven.

The tree beneath her feet had already been submerged, leaving only a stump. The sword light in Ye Lingyue’s hand flashed, and that Female Sword Nine Dragon Chant shot forth like lightning cutting through the night.

At the instant she landed on the sword’s body, the tree was completely engulfed by the tidal ground.

Around midnight, the entire Qiulin Ruins turned into a vast ocean, with all the houses and trees disappearing without a trace.

Only the swarms of Bloodthirsty Poison Bees, relentless in their pursuit, continued to hover mid-air.

"Vengeful spirits, you persistent beasts."

Seeing the Bloodthirsty Snake Bees, Ye Lingyue retrieved her Qiankun Money Bag and fiercely threw it into the air.

The purple-gold Qiankun Bag glistened in the darkness, its mouth suddenly opening.

From the Qiankun Purple Gold Bag, instantly flew out thirteen six Heavenly Sword Hemp.

The sword light of the Heavenly Sword Hemp sparkled, like countless silver fish swimming in the sky, beautiful to behold.

Had Fang Venerate level figures like Yue Mubai seen this, their eyes would have popped out of their sockets.

Generally speaking, the higher one’s spiritual power cultivation, the more spiritual artifacts they could control.

However, even Fang Venerate level alchemists could handle only two spiritual artifacts at most, but Ye Lingyue could control thirty-six at once, and her spiritual power consumption was much lower than others’, which was enviable.

After devouring the Fire Spirit Ziyan, Ye Lingyue’s spiritual power soared, allowing her to control so many spiritual artifacts at once; combined with her cultivation of the Ghost Sect Thirteen Needles, this gave her astonishing control power.

These Heavenly Sword Hemp had been reforged by Ye Lingyue, each engraved with spiritual patterns, making them extraordinary.

With a thought, Ye Lingyue’s Divine Sense activated the thirty-six Heavenly Sword Hemp, orchestrating the Ghost Sect Thirteen Needles techniques, and instantly, a series of buzzing sounds erupted.

The sword lights of the thirty-six swords flickered like a storm, carrying astonishing destructive force, surging into the beast swarms.

The Heavenly Sword Hemp, unstoppable, with their spiritual patterns flashing, unleashed explosions as they struck.

Bloodthirsty Snake Bees exploded in the sky, Demon Snakes were slain, and the shattered beast corpses rained down from the air like drops.

The entire Qiulin Ruins was bathed in a storm of blood and carnage.

But even with the aid of thirty-six Heavenly Sword Hemp, Ye Lingyue knew this was merely a temporary stalling tactic; she had to find her lost companions soon, to confirm their safety.

While the Heavenly Sword Hemp were engaged in combat, Ye Lingyue maneuvered herself on the Female Sword Nine Dragon Chant, heading towards where Bo Qing and the others had settled earlier.

She only hoped that Bo Qing and the others remained safe.