Inside the cold, vast, deathly silent tomb, the Sun True Fire burned quietly like dim, inconspicuous stars in the night sky. At a certain moment, Zhang Chen's Primordial Spirit vanished from within the tomb and returned to his physical body in the Material World. Sitting cross-legged with his hands forming seals, he absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to restore his strength.
Only after a full three hours did Zhang Chen open his eyes. "It was a quarter of an incense stick shorter than I expected. The Mysterious Power in that great tomb surged beneath the surface, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. It cannot be estimated with complete accuracy."
"Still, my Sun True Fire can resist the strange power within the tomb. That is good news for me—I can make more moves next. And with such an existence buried inside, there must be a massive amount of Experience Points. Forget dismembering the Corpse Ancestor; just collecting those Experience Points alone would be a windfall." With that thought, Zhang Chen's Primordial Spirit stirred, and his figure vanished once more.
Inside the great tomb.
The Sun True Fire flashed forth again, illuminating the pitch-black passage. Zhang Chen spread out his Ultrasound and had already gained a rough understanding of the tomb's layout, so he stepped forward.
There were no Experience Points on the ground. Zhang Chen simply walked through the darkness. Before him stretched a corridor several hundred meters deep. Once he passed through it, an endless void came into view. Within that boundless void, a reincarnation vortex slowly turned. The vortex spanned ten miles, and above it floated a black coffin, from which an endless stream of black vapor poured out.
"So the black vapor in the void is corpse qi leaking from the coffin!" Watching the black current