Xiang Yuan stopped cultivating and rose to his feet, a trace of doubt in his eyes.
The yin energy within the great tomb was of exceptionally high quality!
A good thing, but also strange.
The growth of the blood lingzhi revealed that the great tomb lay at the heart of the valley, where yin energy was densest. It radiated outward, making the formation of blood lingzhi increasingly difficult; thus, most of it grew within the great tomb.
Others had explored the way before him, so this was nothing unusual.
Xiang Yuan was no ordinary person—or rather, the Three Yin Book of Life and Death was no ordinary cultivation art. Upon reaching Great Accomplishment, one would be like a Yama divine lord who held life and death in his palm, wielding boundless supernatural power.
Because of the art's peculiar nature, Xiang Yuan discovered certain clues while drawing in yin energy. The yin energy originated beneath the tomb, of exceedingly high quality, with a fixed source.
"Could it truly be as Sir speculated—a branch extending from the Underworld River Ancient Road?"
Xiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He faintly sensed that something was off, but with an opportunity on his mind, he held his breath, focused his spirit, and continued absorbing yin energy.
In the end, he confirmed that the source of yin energy was concentrated at a single point. It was not some branch vein; beneath the tomb lay buried heavenly treasures—a genuine stroke of fortune.
"Wonderful!"
Delight flooded Xiang Yuan's face. A few words were lodged in his chest, demanding to be spoken, but his steady temperament could not bring himself to say them. So he switched to his goofball persona and let it speak for him.
"Heavenly treasures belong to the virtuous!"
"They must be relics left for my