"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Xiahou Che's corpse broke free of its restraints and fled deeper into the passage again.
Xiao Qing and the other three immediately gave chase, and the dark, eerie passage fell silent once more in an instant.
Energy fluctuations from the battle still lingered in the air.
Gu Chenfeng remained hidden among the rubble for a while longer. Only after his Divine Sense detected that everyone had gone far away did he quietly slip out.
"Phew... they're finally gone."
Cold sweat streamed down Gu Chenfeng's back, soaking his clothes.
This second exploration of the Immortal Tomb had truly been bizarre and uncanny, with danger springing up at every turn.
"To think this really was Xiahou Che's tomb, and he's turned into such a terrifying Corpse Refining."
As he muttered inwardly in astonishment, Gu Chenfeng suddenly raised his hand and beckoned.
A streak of spirit light shot out, drawing an object from the wrecked cave strewn with rubble.
It was a ring that gave off a faint azure sheen, its radiance subdued and its material of excellent quality.
This was something High Person Guiku had left behind.
Xiahou Che had only devoured his blood and Primordial Spirit, then crushed his body and discarded it.
The Storage Ring had fallen into the passage.
Xiao Qing's group had been intent on pursuing Xiahou Che and had not noticed the Storage Ring at all.
Gu Chenfeng extended his Divine Sense into the Storage Ring.
Just a casual glance left his eyes staring.
The space inside High Person Guiku's Storage Ring was vast, and the Spirit Stones, Heavenly Treasures, pills, formations, Magic Treasures... all kinds of cultivation resources stored within were beyond counting, their quantities astonishing.
Under Gu Chenfeng's leadership, Black Iron City had already become quite wealthy, but High Person Guiku's fortune was