Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

"Luo Chen, look over there!" Qing Shuang suddenly pointed to a clearing not far ahead, where a massive stone was covered in ancient runes.

Luo Chen focused his gaze and saw the stone emitting a faint glow, echoing the light of the Night Spiritual Stone.

"That should be the entrance to the altar."

The team cautiously approached the stone, and the Elders began to cast spells, attempting to decipher the runes on the stone.

As streams of light flowed through the runes, the stone slowly moved, revealing a staircase leading down into the depths.

"Let's go down." Luo Chen took the lead and descended the stairs first.

Below the staircase was a vast underground space, with an altar made of Night Spirit Flowers at its center, emitting a mysterious blue light.

"Is this the true secret of the Night Spirit Flower?" Qing Shuang asked in a low voice, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Luo Chen did not answer, he was intently observing the situation around the altar.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful wave of energy, and the Night Spirit Flower at the altar's center began to shake violently.

"Be careful!" Luo Chen shouted, immediately casting a powerful Defensive Barrier, encompassing the entire team within it.

At that moment, the Night Spirit Flower at the altar's center burst into a dazzling light, and a figure slowly emerged from the radiance.

It was a mysterious figure clad in a black robe, their face obscured by shadows, with only their eyes gleaming eerily in the darkness.

Yet, this did not appear to be the most unsettling aspect.

The truly disturbing part was that this figure seemed devoid of any sign of life.

Looking at it, it seemed to be a person.

But, in reality, it appeared more like a puppet under control.

"Who are you?" Luo Chen asked gravely, his hand gripping the sword hilt, ready for battle at any moment.

The mysterious figure did not respond immediately, instead slowly scanning everyone present.

Their gaze finally rested on Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, seemingly evaluating their strength.

"Who I am is not important." The mysterious figure's voice was deep and hollow, as if coming from a distant place, "What matters is that you should not be here."

Qing Shuang clutched the Talisman Paper tightly, sensing the unusual nature of this power. She whispered to Luo Chen, "Be careful, this person is not simple."

Luo Chen nodded, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the other, making him more vigilant.

He slowly stepped forward, attempting to break the silent standoff.

"We are here to explore the secret of the Night Spirit Flower. If you know something, tell us." Luo Chen's voice was firm but polite.

The mysterious figure let out a light chuckle, a hint of mockery in the laughter, "Explore the secret? You mortals are always so arrogant, thinking you can control everything."

At that moment, an Elder from the Sect suddenly spoke up, "Who are you really? Why are you here?"

The mysterious figure turned to look at the Elder, a trace of impatience in their eyes, "Who I am is not important; what matters is you have disturbed the peace here."

With the mysterious figure's words, the entire underground space began to tremble, and the Night Spirit Flower on the altar emitted an even more dazzling light, seemingly responding to the mysterious figure's power.

"We must stop him!" Luo Chen shouted, then charged towards the mysterious figure with his sword.

Qing Shuang reacted swiftly, taking out sheets of Talisman Paper from her bosom, starting to cast spells in an attempt to seal the mysterious figure's actions.

The other disciples and Elders of the Sect also joined the battle, each casting spells, forming various attacks aimed at the mysterious figure.

However, the mysterious figure's power seemed beyond their imagination, a layer of invisible barrier surrounding them, easily deflecting all the attacks.

"You are too weak." The mysterious figure sneered coldly, suddenly producing a black staff, with a massive Night Spiritual Stone embedded at the top.

With a wave of the staff, a powerful ripple of energy spread out, pushing Luo Chen and the others back.

Luo Chen spun in the air and landed, feeling his blood surging, but he quickly stabilized himself and charged at the mysterious figure again.

"Luo Chen, be careful!" Qing Shuang shouted anxiously, aware of Luo Chen's strength but feeling unprecedented concern in the face of this mysterious figure.

Luo Chen did not respond, his eyes focused solely on the battle. He continuously swung his sword in attack, trying to find an opening in the mysterious figure's defenses.

The battle continued for a long time, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

Despite the mysterious figure's great strength, it seemed to be restricted by some force, unable to fully unleash.

"You mortals are truly a nuisance." The mysterious figure finally showed a hint of impatience, swinging the staff once more, this time with an even more intense wave of power spreading outwards.

Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and the others from the Sect were all thrown back by this force, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up immediately.

The mysterious figure slowly approached the altar, their gaze once again settling on the Night Spirit Flower, as if conducting some sort of ritual.

"Stop him!" Luo Chen struggled to get up, knowing he had to do something.

Qing Shuang also struggled to her feet, taking out a precious piece of Talisman Paper, her last resort.

"Luo Chen, catch this!" Qing Shuang tossed the Talisman Paper to Luo Chen, knowing only his power could activate it.