The vicious creatures those experts had praised to the skies were, in fact, merely a group of yin men and yin horses.
They were evil things specially created through secret arts, possessing only the instinct to kill. They were often used to guard tombs, but their quality...
All that could be said was that compared to the yin gods, corpses, and ghosts of the Feathered God Dynasty, they were far too weak.
Since they were purely yin creatures, Adam did not even feel the urge to convert them.
The yin gods behind Adam, already named the Golden Boy and Jade Maiden—after all, that was what they were called when sold as funeral goods—made their move.
With a wave of Golden Boy's hand, several thousand yin men and yin horses went out like snuffed candles. Not only did their forms vanish, even their yin qi dispersed.
Ye Fan stared at the two young Daoist attendants, one male and one female, in shock.
He had thought they were merely servants at the Daoist master's side, pouring tea and running errands. He had even asked a few questions about the Ink Qilin Beast, but he had barely paid any attention to these two attendants before.
But now, the strength they displayed...
Sensing something, Golden Boy turned and glanced back, causing Ye Fan's golden Bitter Sea to tremble.
With two Saint King-level yin gods clearing the way, the group proceeded without the slightest obstruction.
Only after the yin qi dissipated did Ye Fan realize that the seemingly endless underground passage was actually only a dozen or so li long. At its end stood an immortal-looking palace.
"Huh? Tombs look like this?"
"When Qin Shi Huang built his tomb, he modeled it after his palaces in the mortal world. These cultivators naturally did the same."