"Ah..."
Fang Yun let out a long sigh, then froze. He realized his sigh sounded somewhat like the Coffin-Bearer's earlier sigh, as though they both felt an emptiness in their hearts, as though they both felt they had lost something, as though everything before them seemed so unfamiliar and distant.
I wonder how long he has been trapped...
Fang Yun thought of the human Great Scholars who had died and sighed again, a stifled feeling weighing on his heart. If he had told them to leave a few hours earlier, perhaps they would not have died here.
But Fang Yun also knew he could not be blamed for this. If anything was to blame, it could only be the Coffin-Bearer's overwhelming strength, the deadly dangers of the Burial Saint Valley, or their own choice to enter the Divine Gift Mountains and Seas.
Fang Yun frowned slightly, pondering the Coffin-Bearer's appearance.
The Sunless Peak Saint Spirit told me that Inverted Stele Mountain might have formed after the Stele-Bearing Lion died. And from the inherited memories, I sensed that the Stele-Bearing Lion and the Coffin-Bearer were a pair of ancient great menaces, inseparable as a body and its shadow. I just killed the Broken Stele Fierce Spirit. With the Coffin-Bearer's power, he should have been able to tell that I had killed a descendant of the Stele-Bearing Lion, yet he did not kill me. That is very strange. Could he think killing the Broken Stele Fierce Spirit was a good thing? Or is there something else about me that gave him a reason not to kill me?
Fang Yun then shook his head. Among the fierce spirits, living creatures, and demon barbarians of all races who had died near the treasure mountain, which had not possessed a bloodline that could astound the