Judging by its appearance alone, it was hard to tell what level of monster it was.
There were corpses of both humans and monsters on this battlefield.
At that distance, even his senses couldn't reach far enough to see.
The corpses were piled into mountains. A standing undead that gave off no aura blended completely into the background when viewed with the naked eye.
And Lu Cang was so small that he was utterly inconspicuous among the corpses.
Lu Cang crept toward the bodies, sneaking and skulking.
He moved without making a sound.
Before long, he reached the vicinity of the three black coffins.
"Hidden Item: Coffin of Reincarnation"
"Hidden Item: Secret of Reincarnation"
"Method of Acquisition: Master the Ancient Ansou Secret Language, reverse-decode it, and restore the lost information."
Inside the three coffins, golden lettering had been branded into the surface, though parts of it were missing here and there.
Lu Cang touched one of the black coffins.
In an instant, all the lettering on it reappeared in his mind.
It was the Ancient Ansou Secret Language again.
This language sure came in handy in a lot of places.
It was needed to decipher things in dungeons, appeared in many of the Death Church's scriptures, and now it was needed here too.
People really seemed to love this language.
If he ever needed to encrypt something, he should probably rule out using the Ancient Ansou Secret Language first.
So many places used it that plenty of people must know it.
Once the text had reappeared,
Fire Writing Paper appeared in Lu Cang's hand, and he began deciphering it.
Then, waves of energy surged from behind him!
Clang!
Bang! Thud, thud, thud—
The Sword Saint was sent flying, smashing through a small mountain of corpses before rolling across the ground