Heaven-Defying Gravity

Bright and clear, filled with warmth, this tomb was the complete opposite of the norm, utterly devoid of any gloomy, sinister air.

There was no coffin within the tomb, only a skeleton.

Before the skeleton stood the White Jade Bottle. A soft glow floated across its surface, flickering from time to time, yet for some reason it had toppled onto the ground, blackish-purple poisonous gas flowing out from within.

Mu Qing's expression turned grave. He had previously tried to take away the White Jade Bottle, only to find it unimaginably heavy—so heavy that even he could not lift it for the moment.

"This person did not die in meditation!"

He frowned.

While hiding in the shadows earlier, he had learned from Hanyang and the others that this was the tomb of a peak Heavenly God. In life, its owner had excelled at poisons, but had failed to break through to the Divine Emperor realm before his lifespan ran out, dying in meditation with bitter resentment.

That was the version circulated outside.

But now, Mu Qing discovered that things were not like that at all.

Perhaps this truly was the tomb of a peak Heavenly God expert, but the other party had absolutely not died in meditation from exhausting his lifespan.

Mu Qing moved closer, astonishment appearing on his face. The skeleton's chest had been pierced through by a withered old branch.

There were countless cracks in the bones around the skeleton's chest. It appeared that the person had been killed by this very withered branch.

Yet what baffled Mu Qing was that the withered branch looked utterly ordinary, without a single trace of contained energy. Even its bark had split apart, as though it would crumble at the slightest touch.

"Activate the Heavenly Origin Star Grand Formation and try again!"