Where Did He Go?

"How could this be?!"

By the dim glow of the candle in his hand, Su Fang saw it clearly.

Before him, inside the coffin shrouded in Yin Qi, there were no bones at all.

There was not a single item inside this high-grade coffin.

It was as though no one had ever been buried in it.

"Long, long smoke drifted through the clear sky; from afar, the place where Gods and Devils vanished could not be seen..."

But just as Su Fang bowed to the empty coffin before him and prepared to close it, a long, lingering sigh suddenly reached his ears.

It was like an unrivaled scholar from ages past seeing how things remained while people had changed, unable to suppress a sigh of emotion.

"Not good!!!"

At that moment.

Su Fang's scalp went numb, and a chill shot from his legs straight to the crown of his head.

The Creation Golden Core within Su Fang's body released waves of golden light, illuminating his entire body.

After Su Fang had used the Creation Golden Core, it had long since fused into his Qi Sea. Golden streaks now appeared within his body, lighting up the surroundings.

Even the Yin Qi around him was scattered by that golden energy.

Even Su Fang's body was dyed gold.

A vast force instantly spread in all directions, blasting the endless Yin Baleful Qi into complete disarray.

Everything in this enormous underground cavern was clearly illuminated by the golden light.

"Who are you? If you have the guts, come out! Why are you skulking around and hiding?!"

Su Fang roared and carefully surveyed his surroundings, trying to determine whether the one who had spoken earlier was human or ghost.

This was a high-martial world, and this was the Gods and Devils Cemetery. It was perfectly normal for ghosts and monsters to appear here.

Yet the voice in his ears continued sighing softly, as if it had not noticed his actions at all.

"No one knows how many years have passed... Even a supreme treasure like the Creation Golden Core has fallen into someone's hands. It seems Heaven and Earth have gained another favored child!"

As that voice rang out.

Su Fang grew even more vigilant, yet he could not detect any presence beside him.

At the same time.

The candle in his hand began burning madly. In less than several dozen breaths, it already seemed on the verge of going out.

As though he had thought of something, Su Fang apologized to his surroundings with deep remorse.

"Senior Qiu Zhenzi, this junior had no choice but to dig up your grave!"

"This junior now bears a blood-deep grudge. I was harmed by treacherous men and sent into this Gods-and-Devils Mausoleum. Yin Qi gnaws at my body every moment... If I do not dig graves, I fear I will not live much longer!"

As Su Fang spoke, he silently moved toward the exit of the underground cavern.

For a great expert like Qiu Zhenzi, who could live for a thousand years, it was understandable that he would leave behind one or two contingencies.

More than that, he might even have been plotting his own resurrection, intending to live another life.

Yet a bold thought had lingered in Su Fang's mind all along.

Ever since he found neither corpse nor burial objects inside the coffin, Su Fang had been guessing at something.

But now, the voice reaching his ears kept disrupting his plans.

Su Fang moved quickly. Only after realizing that the voice would not attack him for the time being did he leave the tomb chamber.

Once above the tomb, Su Fang hurriedly buried the passage he had just dug.

Then Su Fang raced toward where Old Man Meng was.

"I never expected the Gods and Devils Cemetery to still look like this... It has changed, yet it seems unchanged."

That voice continued speaking.

But as its listener, Su Fang felt his scalp tingle more and more.

His feet moved even faster, leaving faint afterimages. He even spared no effort in using the power of the Creation Golden Core within him, all so he could move faster.

In the distance.

A madman with a broom tucked under his arm was running about wildly, his hair disheveled as he struck the surrounding Red Yin Trees.

"Bold demons, you dare appear before me? Watch as I uphold the heavens' justice today and wipe out everything!!!"

As he spoke, the madman lifted the broom from beneath his crotch.

He wildly battered the Red Yin Tree before him. In an instant, its fallen leaves flew everywhere. The madman leaped left and right like a wild hare, one moment jumping into the road, the next onto a tree branch.

How could Su Fang possibly have the mood to pay attention to this madman?

Feeling that his life was under threat, Su Fang wished he could be dozens of times faster. He merely cast the madman a brief glance.

"Damn it, there must be something I overlooked for this problem to arise!"

Su Fang's feet moved swiftly, but his mind was still tirelessly considering where things had gone wrong.

"Could there be some taboo in that tomb chamber that I do not know about?"

"Or was I simply terribly unlucky and encountered some unspeakable aberration?"

Just as Su Fang was thinking about how to tell Old Man Meng what had happened to him, the madman standing by the road suddenly swung his stick.

It was so fast that it arrived in the blink of an eye, and its target was Su Fang.

"Get lost! Don't disturb me!"

Su Fang had just been about to grab the stick and drive the madman aside.

But the stick suddenly became even faster, smashing viciously into his chest.

"Pfft!"

Su Fang, at the Third Heaven of Martial Soldier, was struck and sent staggering back several meters. A mouthful of blood erupted from him, staining the scorched yellow leaves red.

Then those leaves withered once more, as though some force in the unseen world was draining away everything that could be transformed into life force.

"This madman is actually this powerful!"

Su Fang's heart trembled violently as he watched the madman before him with caution. The madman looked as though he were performing some wild ritual.

But now was not the time to compete with this madman.

Su Fang was still waiting to find Old Man Meng and have him resolve the crisis on his body.

"Th-this Daoist priest, I have urgent business to attend to. Once I settle it, I will come back and roam freely with you, slaying demons. How about it?" Su Fang said pleasantly.

But the madman hopped left and right, constantly brandishing the broom in his hand, an eerie smile hanging on his face.

"Hee hee hee... You are the demon. Look, there is even a strange-looking fellow following right in front of you. His face is so pale that he does not look human at all!"

"He is clinging to the front of your head, covering your eyes with his hands. Can't you see him?"

"Oh, right, you cannot see him. He has already begun reaching his hands toward your head.

I remember now... I remember now. It seems someone in the past was just like you, and then his head was gone.

Hee hee hee... His head was gone!"

As he spoke, the madman began dancing about and gesturing wildly, demonstrating how that person's head had vanished back then.