Ancient Ruins

Beneath Gu Yuan.

Myriad Gu Tomb.

It was a vast hill that looked like a tomb from the outside. Its slopes shimmered with a riot of colors; at first glance, it was dazzling, with a strange and bewitching beauty.

On closer inspection, all those colors came from countless kinds of Gu.

There were far more of them than tens of thousands.

They all lay motionless across the hill, as if dead.

Yet their bodies showed no signs of change, and a peculiar aura slowly lingered around them before spreading across the entire Myriad Gu Tomb.

Deep within the Myriad Gu Tomb, Su Qianya sat cross-legged among layers upon layers of spiderwebs, his expression blank.

The webs had been spun by a peculiar kind of Gu. They were highly poisonous; any cultivator below the Core Formation Realm who touched them would die on the spot, their body dissolving into pus before anyone could even try to save them.

But to a cultivator of his caliber, the poison was nothing to fear.

In fact, it could even aid Su Qianya in cultivating one of his techniques.

So a hundred years ago, he had asked the sect to assign him the task of guarding this place, and had remained here ever since.

If this matter had not been so important, Su Qianya would not have been roused.

At that moment, a water mirror floated before him. In it, Pei Ling had already arrived in Tingzhou, where the ancient ruins lay in Da Luoze.

Watching this, Su Qianya looked a little puzzled.

He could see nothing amiss with the three tasks the Sect Master had assigned Pei Ling, yet he had no idea what the Sect Master was planning.

He had specially sent a voice transmission to ask the Sect Master about it yesterday,