Peerless Sentience

According to the pressure, Zhang Huan deduced that the strength of this corpse before life was slightly lower than that of the owner of the Little Demonic Box, and he suppressed the guarding Quasi-Emperor Artifact in three strokes and two, sweeping away the resources.

It be the second time Zhang Huan swallowed the Quasi-Emperor origin.

Waiting until he finished swallowing, his strength skyrocketed again. Zhang Huan forcefully suppressed it, transforming it into the foundation essence, leaving it for the future to condense the divine embryo.

After adapting for quite a while, Zhang Huan walked out of the tomb and hurried toward the third one.

Day after day, Zhang Huan wandered among the mausoleums, repeating the boring and tedious process just like this.

Soon he had searched all the tombs known by the Little Demonic Box, totaling seven Quasi-Emperors, each surrounded by burial pits, with tens of thousands of burial attendants.

Standing on the cliff and looking out, what met his eyes was a boundless sea of white bones, skulls densely packed, blocking the thousand-mile area so tightly that not even water could pass through, with a monstrous dead aura.

This was merely a corner of the burial ground, and within the entire Underworld, there were countless such pits.

Some were larger by an unknown multiple, with piles of white bones; just the exposed part was larger than a celestial mountain, and it was unknown how many living beings were buried within.

It made people suspect that an entire era could even be buried within it.

Ever since the Nether Emperor created the Underworld, the secrets here had not been fully excavated to this day, and merely a part of the truth was already enough to make Supremes shudder.

A mysterious dark cloud was forever shrouded here, concealing all the terrifying sources.

Beneath the bone sea, a tomb was hidden. Zhang Huan probed with the Source Art and finally found this place.

Gathering the essence of all spirits, drawing the dead aura of the Underworld, fusing bit by bit in the wear and tear of the two, and finally nurturing a true spirit, awakening from the corpse, to anomalously seize a life against the heavens.

Such a feat was heaven-shaking; across the entire universe, not many people could accomplish it, and it could only be done by a towering figure.

Judging from the signs alone that this dead aura, which had been attracted for countless years, was not interrupted by the people of the Underworld, and even an area was specially carved out for it, the status of the tomb master during life was definitely extraordinary.

Master, this place is weird.

A sense of caution was revealed in the divine sense of the Little Demonic Box, reminding Zhang Huan to be careful.

Just like Zhang Huan, it also sensed that there was an incomparably terrifying black hole below, endlessly swallowing nourishment, and the faintly transmitted pressure was something even it dared not provoke.

The one found this time is a giant crocodile, which cannot be taken down in a short time. It might give rise to changes, so we need to plan for the long term.

Zhang Huan cautiously glanced below the bone sea, avoided the restrictions, and walked out of the bone sea.

Being able to feel the mightiness of the tomb master's strength from so far away meant that inside was definitely an unprovokable behemoth, far more powerful in aura than all the Quasi-Emperors Zhang Huan had previously encountered.

It differed too much from the Quasi-Emperor Fourth Layer Heaven of the Little Demonic Box's former master, to the extent that its specific strength could no longer be judged. It was an invincible expert close to nothingness, whose blood and Qi could shatter the clouds from a thousand miles away, shocking and terrifying.

Why is the aura of this tomb master so outward-flowing, completely different from the ones encountered previously? Could it be that it has fallen asleep to some critical node and can no longer seal its own Qi dynamic?

Zhang Huan analyzed according to past cases. He asked the Little Demonic Box, seeing its cautious look just now, at least it knew some news about the master of this white bone tomb.

Fortunately, we didn't easily provoke that thing!

The Little Demonic Box said with the fortune of having survived a catastrophe, its deity breaking out in a cold sweat. In its eyes, provoking the other party was no different from courting death, and it truly felt that way in its heart.

That tomb master, its strength before death was at least a Sixth Layer Quasi-Emperor baseline. Even back in the days of the Underworld, such experts were rare!

His words were astonishing. The Little Demonic Box stated in a single sentence, making Zhang Huan glad that he did not act on impulse, but immediately followed with another sentence.

The most terrifying thing is that it is about to come alive! With its own consciousness, the corpse becomes sentient, and it is manipulating its body!

Zhang Huan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, sensing an unfathomable danger.

He had already left the bone sea, yet he still felt like needles were pricking his back.

Then can it perceive the outside world? When I was probing the tomb with my spiritual sense, was it also observing me?

If it was as Zhang Huan thought, his behavior just now was simply provoking a peerless great enemy for himself.

Images flashed rapidly in his mind, and Zhang Huan urgently wanted to know an answer.

If it can perceive the outside world, with its strength, would it let me go?

Zhang Huan calmed his heart to think and analyzed with the demonic box.

That Quasi-Emperor corpse is at a critical node of soul-fusing.

Even if it really discovers the master, it will not make a move unless absolutely necessary.

Unless the transformation is forcibly interrupted, it can only wait for the soul-fusing to unite, until the soul and body fit into an overall whole.

If the soul-fusing is interrupted and finalized this way, not only will the cultivation base drop drastically, but in the future it will never be able to merge with the body, which is equivalent to seizing a body, and it will never be able to advance a step further.

According to this, even if the master in the tomb discovered Zhang Huan, he would not rashly come out into the world to retaliate.

After the soul-fusing unites, I am afraid it will be a thousand or ten thousand years later.

Being so forbearing, this sentient Quasi-Emperor wanted to defy the heavens in the future.

If there is external force interrupting its transformation, to what level will its realm drop?

Mn, at the lowest it is still a Quasi-Emperor, and the physical body and Daoist Dharma are still at the original person's level.

After all, it was dead and not like back then. How many layers of the original person's strength could a sentient soul display?

When it was alive, Zhang Huan would never dare to pay attention to it, but it was a dead corpse.

Zhang Huan's gaze flickered. After thinking for a moment, he still moved his steps and flew toward his own mansion.

It is better to make some preparations first.

These days he had already dug up quite a few tombs and gained a lot. It was time to digest them.

This sentient Quasi-Emperor corpse was temporarily no different from being dead, and Zhang Huan was not afraid of it keeping him in mind. Next time he came, let's see who the hunter was.

He would just slaughter it before it could take revenge.

Returning to the mansion, except for that page of the Imperial Edict, the scenery was almost identical to when Zhang Huan left, untainted by dust and forming a realm of its own.

Pressing the Imperial Edict on the table and ignoring it anymore, Zhang Huan flipped the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar over, spitting out countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures from the pitch-black hole. In five colors, they instantly illuminated the entire house in color.

In certain tombs, the peerless great medicines left behind by the tomb masters were hidden, as well as fist-sized immortal metals. They were all left by them for themselves in future generations, and every single one of them was a fine product, hard to find in the world, and now all of them profited Zhang Huan.

Among them was half a silver page, on which was engraved a portion of the inheritance of an Ancient Heavenly Venerate. Although incomplete, it had been studied by a Quasi-Emperor for a lifetime, and his lifelong insights were simultaneously engraved on it, buried with himself.

The method of controlling weapons!

Its progenitor was the Soldier Secret, one of the nine secrets, which could manipulate weapons and was the supreme way to subdue weapon kings. When practiced to the extreme, it could manipulate any external object, and in battle even affect the enemy, with nothing beyond its control.

If the realm was sufficient, Supreme-Extreme Weapons might also be affected.

Based on that Quasi-Emperor's speculation, this weapon-controlling method was most likely evolved from the nine secrets, bearing its shadow. Cultivated to Great Accomplishment, it could reproduce one or two tenths of the might of the Soldier Secret, which was already quite precious.

After researching, Zhang Huan perceived that this inheritance was indeed extraordinary, and intended to use the insights on the silver page to quickly get started.

The remaining ancient medicines, immortal metals, and other resources were not useful for the time being, so he sealed them up.