Night. One could not see one's hand in front of one's face.
At the foot of Coffin Mountain,
black trees grew everywhere, vines twisting around their trunks. The air was thick with a rotten stench. From the dense forest further away came occasional low beast roars, sending shivers down one's spine. A dim yellow horn lantern hung from a dead tree branch nearby, casting an orange glow over the area.
Under the lamplight, a man swung an iron shovel, digging with all his strength.
Clang!
The shovel struck something hard with a crisp ring.
One hand pressed against the edge of the dirt-covered coffin lid and shoved hard to the side. The restrictions on the stone coffin's surface lit up. Like stretched fishing lines, they snapped one after another under brute force, ringing with sharp "zheng zheng" sounds.
The coffin lid fell away, revealing the corpse inside.
A dry, decayed aura poured out. The hand that had pushed the coffin reached forward and pressed against the corpse's skull.
'Read it?'
"Yes!"
Gray presence flowed in through his palm, and Chen Luo instantly understood the realm this corpse had possessed before death.
Tribulation Crossing Late Stage.
The corpses on the back mountain were clearly of far higher quality than those on the front mountain. In just a few days since infiltrating the inner sect, Chen Luo had dug up more than a hundred high-quality corpses. Nearly all had crossed the Immortal-Mortal Threshold and were Tribulation Crossing Cultivators, with even a few rare Mahayana Realm cultivators among them. With these brains joining him, the quality of Chen Luo's brains rapidly updated and evolved, reaching unprecedented heights. Even Third Brother's Grudge had been pushed into a secondary role.
These corpses had all been placed here by the Skeleton Sect to be nurtured. As