Rumble!
The earth suddenly caved in, and an area nearly a thousand zhang wide sank violently, as if a localized earthquake had struck.
When the Ghost Sword Sect cultivators flying in the air saw this scene, expressions of shock surfaced in all their eyes.
"What happened?"
"The formation flags were overturned! Such dense Yin Sha Qi?!"
"No, those Rogue Cultivators who went in just now... they were all sucked dry into mummies!!!"
"..."
As the dust dispersed, one shriveled corpse after another emerged amid the shattered chunks of sunken earth. Every last trace of vitality and essence had been drained from their bodies, leaving them as though they had been air-dried.
The remaining Rogue Cultivators who had not had time to rush inside all felt a chill run down their spines.
What Immortal Treasure Land was this? It was clearly a devil's den, an unfathomably deep devil's den!
Immediately afterward, movement came from within the Tomb Mansion again.
It was the sound of footsteps. They sounded slow, yet every step seemed to land directly upon everyone's heart.
Very soon, a figure clad in a King's Robe gradually walked out from the Tomb Mansion's darkness.
At this moment, they came face-to-face with a marquis of the Ancient Hua Immortal Dynasty from a thousand years ago!
"King Jing... is still alive?!"
"Hiss!"
Everyone sucked in a sharp breath, their minds nearly shattered by those words, their thoughts almost grinding to a halt.
Upon a mountain cliff not far away, Qiu Zhen, who had witnessed all of this with his own eyes, trembled all over as waves of lingering fear surged through his heart.
"No, how could he have turned into a Yin corpse? Impossible!"
"This place is clearly a Dragon Womb Land, not a place for raising corpses. Could there be something