The desiccated corpse: Where is he? (Two chapters combined)
The autumn rain is continuous, lacking the torrential downpours of summer, but carrying a chill that seeps into the very skin.
Yongzhou is close to the capital and located in the south. The air humidity is high, and during the rainy season, the chill is particularly sticky. If every household does not close its doors and windows properly, bedding, furniture, and clothes will become damp.
The hall, where everyone had been drinking and chatting just moments before, fell into an eerie silence amidst the pattering rain outside.
A martial artist at the Spirit Refining Realm pondered:
There are signs before the rain, so it's nothing to worry about.
The silence was broken when another warrior chimed in, "Yes, the fish in the lake should have surfaced to breathe just now."
He mentioned a little-known fact about predicting rainfall.
Seeing this, the other warriors offered their opinions, sharing what they knew about predicting rain.
As they talked, they realized that the young man's "iron-clad prediction" was actually nothing special. The reason it shocked them was because God was just too in sync with them.
It rained as soon as he said he would, giving the impression that the young man's Law Follows Speech.
Gongsun Xiu took a sip of wine, and seeing the old Daoist priest deep in thought, his face solemn, he frowned and asked:
"Master Qinggu, you seem to have a different opinion?"
Everyone immediately looked at the old Daoist priest.
The old Daoist priest, whose Daoist name was "Qinggu," suddenly came to his senses. He did not answer immediately, but remained silent for a few seconds before saying in a deep voice:
"Then the old Daoist priest spoke frankly: the celestial phenomena are unpredictable. Some rains are preceded by signs, while others are not. Some rains are clearly preceded by signs but do not fall, while others are clearly preceded by signs but come without warning."
"Knowing we were going to the tomb tonight, I observed the celestial phenomena last night, but received no sign whatsoever that it would rain today."
The old Daoist priest looked at the lake and said, "This is the Rain of Impermanence."
Gongsun Xiu thought for a moment, then slowly said, "The fish in the lake are not surfacing to breathe."
She was refuting the argument made by the brute earlier.
Now, everyone's expressions turned strange again.
After a while, the martial artist at the Spirit Refining Realm tentatively asked, "If it's not a coincidence, then what realm is he at?"
To a crude and uncouth warrior, the ability to predict celestial phenomena seemed like divine intervention.
Not only warriors, but also ordinary people, those who could predict celestial phenomena and pray for rain were considered terrestrial deities.
The old Daoist priest said quietly:
"All I know is that the rain masters of the Witch God Cult can pray for rain, the Warlock of the Bureau of Astronomy can observe celestial phenomena and determine the almanac, and the Gu masters of the Southern Frontier Heavenly Gu Cult can recognize the timing of the weather and know the advantages of the terrain."
"And one thing is certain: those who possess similar skills are all of incredibly high rank."
The warriors exchanged bewildered glances, their hearts filled with trepidation.
Gongsun Xiu got up and walked out of the hall. He looked out at Yangbai Lake through the rain. The lake was vast and misty, and the autumn rain was cold. There was no trace of "Wang's Fish Shop" anymore.
Have you forgotten your promise to that person?
Gongsun Xiu murmured, repeating the same phrase.
In late autumn, the rain was persistent enough to last for two hours without letting up.
In the outhouse of the ship, Xu Qi'an took out a raincoat and a bamboo hat from the fragments of the Earth Book. Naturally, he had prepared rain gear when traveling.
The boat of "Wang Ji Fish Restaurant" slowly moored at the shore, and the diners dispersed.
Mu Nanzhi frowned, carefully watching the path, trying to avoid the muddy areas, but it was all in vain.
Her embroidered shoes were still covered in mud, which made her very unhappy.
"Aren't you the reincarnation of the Flower Goddess? Logically speaking, you should really like rainy days and mud. "Xu Qi'an thought to himself as he watched her sulking alone.
Mud, mud. If I hide in the mud, no one will find me. No, stop, I can't think about it anymore. I'm a human, not a mudfish.
He was struggling against the side effects of the Dark Gu, and his repeated use of its abilities had triggered severe aftereffects.
Back at the inn, Xu Qi'an had the waiter bring him fine wine and food for his second lunch.
Mu Nanzhi entered the house, kicked her embroidered shoes behind the door, and walked around the house with her bare, tender little feet.
She opened the window, then immediately closed it again, pouting, and said, "I don't like Yongzhou at all; it's damp and cold."
This is, in fact, her first winter away from the palace and after retiring from her status as a princess. Saying goodbye to the luxurious underfloor heating, it's going to be a tough winter.
"You know it's cold, yet you're still barefoot?"
Xu Qi'an glanced down at it, then looked away.
"Square inches of skin, smooth and delicate, white silk embroidered shoes with red lining." This describes such exquisite jade feet, truly a masterpiece.
Xu Qi'an had slept with many courtesans in the Imperial Academy of Music, but none of their feet could compare to Mu Nanzhi's jade-like feet.
Firstly, the women in the Imperial Academy of Music) had to practice dancing, which prevented them from developing delicate, boneless, and fair feet; secondly, beauties were also divided into different grades, and everyone has flaws, so it was impossible to be perfect.
The only one before them was the most beautiful woman in the Great Feng, the reincarnation of the Flower Goddess. She was truly blessed with exceptional beauty and talent, and even the most discerning eye could not find any flaws in her body or appearance.
Well, the above assessment was a bit hasty, after all, Xu Qi'an and she didn't know each other well enough.
"When did you start eating so much?" The princess sat at the table, propping her chin up with her hand, and looked at him with a smile.
"Ever since I got beaten up, I've had a great appetite and I'm in excellent health," Xu Qi'an said self-deprecatingly.
He quickly finished the table full of delicacies, then called for the waiter to clear the plates. Mu Nanzhi quietly tucked her delicate feet under her skirt.
She was almost innately skilled in the art of "concealing one's abilities and biding one's time." As the reincarnation of the infinitely charming Flower Goddess, it wasn't enough to hide her face; her voluptuous figure also possessed a strong allure to men. Therefore, the clothes she wore were all deliberately oversized.
As dusk settled, Xu Qi'an stood by the window for a moment and said:
"I'm going to the underground palace tonight to see that thousand-year-old corpse."
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"I'll go check on that thing and borrow a few things from it while I'm at it. Don't worry, I'll be back before dawn."
Xu Qi'an comforted him.
Just then, a carriage drove by, and Xu Qi'an's figure suddenly disappeared, reappearing under the carriage. He lurked in the shadows and drove away with the carriage.
Xu Qi'an leaped between several carriages, gradually approaching the city gate, and then, in the faint reflection of an oxcart, he left the city.
With his current control over the Dark Gu, the maximum distance he can leap through the shadows is fifty meters in radius, and he cannot remain hidden in the shadows for more than a quarter of an hour.
The oxcart traveled westward along the official road, driven by an old man. Judging from the vegetable leaves left on the cart, the old man was a vegetable farmer from a nearby village.
Xu Qi'an emerged from the shadows, watched the oxcart disappear into the distance, then pulled an ordinary knife from the fragments of the Earth Book and turned to walk south.
The sky was dark and night was approaching. He was dressed in blue and walked alone in the rain, carrying a knife but no umbrella.
Xu Qi'an walked silently alone, leaving the official road and heading towards the southern mountain range through the mud. After walking for a long time, the outline of the southern mountain became clear.
Then he saw a dark, deep pit in the ravine.
The pit opening was covered with withered grass, suggesting that the soil was loose and the pit had collapsed.
Xu Qi'an took a deep look at the pit, then resolutely turned and left.
A few minutes later, he returned.
"It's still early. If we go into the underground palace now, I'll just be scouting the way for them."
"I haven't yet achieved my two hours of 'solitude' for today; everything is for the sake of cultivation."
"Damn it, I never imagined that one day a pit would be more alluring to me than a woman."
He jumped in, his face contorted in pain.
Nanshan Mountain Range.
Along a flat mountain path, several tents were pitched on a cleared area.
The Gongsun Aristocratic Clan guards this area of mountains and forests, responsible for driving away wandering martial arts Rogue Person try to sneak into the mountains to steal chickens and dogs.
Gongsun Xiu sat in the tent, around the charcoal fire with Qinggu Laodao and several members of the Gongsun Lineage, drinking hot tea.
The tent flap was lifted, and Gongsun Xiangming, wearing a straw raincoat, strode in, taking off his bamboo hat as he spoke:
"Xiuer, the rain is getting heavier. We either need to go down and explore as soon as possible, or we should wait until the weather clears up. I'm worried the rain will cause the cave entrance to collapse again."
Gongsun Xiu frowned and shook his head, saying, "Sixth Uncle, let's wait a little longer. We won't go down until the things in the tomb take the bait."
In fact, what she said on the boat during the day was half true and half false. The first person to discover the underground palace was indeed a hunter, but he was already dead.
Because he hadn't returned home for a long time, other hunters from the village came looking for him and found a severed arm in the collapsed cave entrance, as if it had been violently torn off by something.
Apart from the severed arm, no other parts of the body were found. The hunters dared not linger and hurriedly left with the severed arm.
The anomaly here subsequently attracted the attention of government officials and martial arts practitioners. However, none of those who ventured deep into the tomb returned alive, including two Spirit Refining Realm experts from the Gongsun Aristocratic Clan.
Those people may have died from the traps in the tomb, or perhaps from unknown monsters.
In an attempt to lure out the man-eating monster from the tomb, Gongsun Xiu hooked a freshly killed pig's head onto an iron hook and threw it into the cave, trying to use the smell of blood to lure it into the trap.
The rope hasn't moved at all.
Gongsun Xiangming shook his head.
"Wait a little longer."
The old Daoist priest Qinggu smiled and said, "The Yin creatures in the great tomb live there year-round and lack food. They don't eat very often and only hunt when they are extremely hungry."
"If there's no bite tonight, I suggest we continue waiting."
A young man from the Gongsun family, unable to contain his curiosity, asked, "The 'yin creatures' you mentioned, are you referring to zombies?"
The old Daoist priest Qinggu grunted in agreement.
"It could be a zombie, or some other monster, or even a puppet. Given its blood-sucking nature, it's probably one of the former two. Whether it's a zombie or a monster, those who have been underground for a long time generally become afraid of light. To fish it out, you have to do it at night."
Gongsun Xiu added, "Many experts died inside; ordinary zombies don't have that kind of strength."
Raindrops pattered against the tent, and when the world was reduced to a single sound, the tranquility was amplified.
Gongsun Xiu sipped his hot tea and suddenly said, "I met a master at Yangbai Lake today. If I could invite that master here, this tomb raiding trip would be a sure thing."
Gongsun Xiangming was taken aback and said, "What happened? Tell me in detail."
Gongsun Xiu then briefly recounted his encounter with the man in blue.
Gongsun Xiangming frowned. "He might not be a master; he might just be making things up, or it might just be a coincidence."
Old Daoist Qinggu smiled, offering no rebuttal, and said, "Sixth Master is right; it's all just my speculation."
And that is indeed the case.
Gongsun Xiu asked, "Sixth Uncle, you lived in the capital for a few years before, have you ever heard of Xu Qian?"
Gongsun Xiangming shook his head and chuckled:
"The capital city is full of hidden talents, but most masters are low-key, not because of their temperament, but because no one dares to be arrogant and domineering in the capital. The ten Golden Gongs of the Nightwatchers's Office and the six disciples of the Supervisor are all extremely powerful and low-key top figures."
"In addition, there are military experts, guest advisors in the mansions of high-ranking officials, and so on. The number of fourth-rank experts far exceeds your imagination. These people really exist, but they are not well-known."
"Those renowned heroes of the martial arts world, once they enter the capital, don't dare utter a sound. Even if Xu Qian is truly a master, I have no way of knowing."
A young member of the Gongsun family remarked, "That's precisely why Xu Yinluo stands out from the crowd."
Xu Yinluo has been high-profile since his debut, and it has become increasingly high-profile. In the past, his high profile was only in solving cases, then he beheaded the Duke, and recently he has been high-profile again, and that's when the emperor died.
When the imperial court's official report reached Yongzhou, no one dared to believe it.
Many martial arts figures from Yongzhou even made a special trip to the capital to find out what was going on.
Gongsun Xiangming waved his hand. "In the six hundred years since the founding of the Great Feng Dynasty, how many figures like Xu Yinluo have emerged?"
Gongsun Xiu listened with a smile. Lately, when chatting with elders and peers, the topic of that god-like man was always brought up.
She maintains a certain reserve in front of outsiders or men, but she becomes much more open with her sisters in the Lineage, discussing Xu Yinluo with them.
Just then, a roar came from outside the tent:
"Young Miss, Sixth Master, that thing has taken the bait."
Inside the tent, the atmosphere suddenly changed. Gongsun Xiu was the first to rush out of the tent, followed by Gongsun Xiangming, and then the other members of the Gongsun family.
In the rain, a dozen or so warriors held torches soaked in kerosene, while several others pulled together a rope as thick as a baby's forearm, taut and deep into the collapsed hole.
Finally, the bait was caught. Gongsun Xiu was both surprised and delighted. He was surprised that even with the combined strength of several warriors, they couldn't drag the evil thing out, but he was delighted that the night's wait hadn't been in vain.
"Prepare kerosene and barbed wire!"
As Gongsun Xiu loudly gave the order, she rushed forward, grabbed the rope made of iron wire and hemp thread with both hands, and with a sharp shout, she and the warrior behind her pulled together.
"Waaah."
A high-pitched, infant-like cry came from the cave, and a dark shadow was pulled out. Amidst the wind and rain, and the flickering firelight, the appearance of this sinister creature was revealed.
It is ten feet long, resembles a lizard, is covered in keratin, has a face that looks very much like a human, and has grayish-white eyes that appear somewhat dull, suggesting poor eyesight.
Black blood flowed from its mouth, and the iron hook was deeply embedded in its upper jaw.
Illuminated by the firelight, the evil creature emitted a high-pitched cry like that of a baby, and turned to flee back into the cave.
"Net!"
Gongsun Xiangming roared.
The Gongsun family members, who were already prepared, threw out their large nets, aiming to cover the evil entity.
The monstrous creature possessed immense strength. Its claws tore through the barbed wire, creating a large hole, and it crawled out of the net, continuing its escape towards the cave entrance.
It sensed the danger and unleashed a terrifying force.
Gongsun Xiu stumbled, nearly being knocked over. The young and beautiful woman, who had already reached the Transformation Realm, suddenly blushed, and veins bulged on her smooth forehead.
She lifted her foot, hooked it around the rope, wrapped it around a few times, and then stomped down hard.
The head of the evil creature was pulled up sharply, and more black blood gushed from its gaping maw.
On this side, Gongsun Xiangming seized the opportunity, roared, drew his iron sword, circulated his qi, and stabbed at the throat of the yin creature, where there was no keratin covering it, making it a vulnerable spot.
It was as if the rain curtain was torn apart in an instant.
The raindrops that unfortunately came into contact with the sword seemed to have been dripping onto a piece of scorching iron, hissing and turning into a puff of smoke.
"Puff!"
The iron sword pierced the throat of the malevolent creature, and black blood immediately seeped out, like a gushing spring.
"Eek"
The evil creature screamed shrilly, its long, powerful tail sweeping across and striking Gongsun Xiangming's chest with a "clang," sending him flying like a kite with a broken string.
Copper skin and iron bones!
Having suffered a great loss, the Yin creature was filled with malevolence. It no longer thought of escaping, but instead twisted its body, braced itself with its limbs, and transformed into a black shadow, lunging at Gongsun Xiu.
With the premonition of danger possessed by a martial artist, Gongsun Xiu rolled to the side and perfectly avoided the danger. The two Spirit Refining Realm behind her also dodged, but the other three, lacking the supernatural abilities of the Spirit Refining Realm, were unable to anticipate the situation and were unable to avoid it.
Broken bones and torn tendons led to instant death.
After rolling several times, Gongsun Xiu leaped into the air without any hesitation. Only a martial artist at the Transformation Realm could make such a smooth and natural movement. She snatched a jar from a martial artist's hand and kicked it towards the Yin object.
Other warriors followed suit.
Bang bang bang!
The jar shattered on the creature's thick, horny armor, and kerosene splattered all over it.
Holding a torch, Gongsun Xiu ran wildly. Suddenly, she knelt down, leaned back, and slid over. Just then, Yinwu pushed off with its limbs and pounced on Gongsun Xiu.
The two passed each other, one above the other.
Her martial arts intuition allowed her to anticipate the attack from the Yin entity.
Gongsun Xiu calmly raised the torch and ran it across the monster's belly, igniting the oil. The flames spread rapidly, engulfing the evil creature.
The rain could not extinguish the oil, and the evil creature let out a shrill scream, rolling wildly in the mud, trying to put out the raging flames on its body.
Gongsun Xiu calmly gave the order, "Spears!"
A dozen or so warriors dragged out the prepared spears, twisted their waists, swung their arms, and threw them with all their might.
With a series of "plop" sounds, some spears pierced through the brittle, burnt keratin and embedded themselves in the genitals; others were deflected by the keratin.
Soon, the yin creature was pierced into a hedgehog-like shape. It gradually stopped struggling, but the flames continued to burn, and the air was filled with a burnt and strange stench.
This kind of evil creature is poisonous all over; even the smell of its burning corpse is highly toxic.
Cheers erupted.
The members of the Gongsun Lineage found Gongsun Xiangming, the sixth brother of the clan leader, in the bushes. He had suffered serious internal injuries, and his divine light was dim. He was just a little bit away from having his copper skin and iron bones broken.
"Sixth Uncle, are you alright?"
Gongsun Xiu, covered in mud, stepped forward to greet him.
"He should recover after half an hour of rest."
Gongsun Xiangming swallowed a few pills and returned to his tent to heal his injuries.
The eldest daughter of the Gongsun family, who had distinguished herself in the battle, led the old Daoist Qinggu and others to examine the half-charred corpse of the Yin creature.
"Everyone, cover your mouths and noses, this venomous creature is extremely poisonous."
The old Daoist priest tore off a soaked piece of his clothes, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and held a torch in the other, examining the monster's corpse.
The others followed suit and crowded around the corpse to examine it.
What kind of monster is this?
"No warning signs, no demon cores, seemingly not Demon Race, yet its speed and strength surpass even Spirit Refining Realm martial artist."
"No, it's even stronger than the Bronze Skin and Iron Bones Realm. Didn't you see Sixth Uncle get sent flying in one go? In a one-on-one fight, even Sister Xiu probably wouldn't be a match for it."
Amidst the discussions, Gongsun Xiu asked the old Daoist priest Qinggu for his opinion, "What do you think, Daoist priest?"
The old Daoist priest in Qinggu pondered for a moment and said:
"This should be a tomb guardian beast. It has lived underground for too long, multiplying and mutating generation after generation, and has long since become a completely new monster. It is impossible to tell what its ancestor was."
"With such power from the tomb guardian beast, the tomb owner's identity should not be underestimated."
Everyone was both nervous and excited. Crisis and reward are directly proportional; the greater the crisis, the greater the reward. Of course, the reverse is also true, so they might face even greater dangers ahead.
Half an hour later, Gongsun Xiangming recovered from his internal injuries, and the group lit torches, carrying weapons and tools, and descended into the tomb in an orderly formation.
The exploration team consisted of eighteen people, with the lowest Qi Refining Realm and the highest being Gongsun Xiu, a fifth-grade Transformation Realm cultivator.
In the martial arts world, the fighting power of such a team is enough to dominate a county.
Weapons include spears, kerosene, barbed wire, chains, insect repellent powder, and materials with strong yang energy such as black dog blood.
After descending into the cave, the group held torches high and proceeded while surveying their surroundings.
The further they went, the more astonished they became. They had thought the collapse was only in part, but after walking for a long time, there were still obvious signs of collapse all around. If it weren't for the occasional sight of a few granite walls, they would have wondered if they had come to the wrong place.
"It looks like it collapsed completely, burying a lot of the tomb chambers."
Gongsun Xiu carried a torch as he walked through the underground palace, which was piled with rubble.
"There haven't been any earthquakes in Yongzhou in recent years, so why would it collapse out of nowhere?"
Gongsun Xiangming frowned.
Continuing their exploration, they soon came to a partially collapsed tomb. Half of the tomb was buried under rubble, while the other half contained a stone coffin with several severed arms, legs, and heads scattered around it.
These severed limbs were black and withered, unlike those of an ordinary person.
"It's a zombie"
Old Daoist Qinggu frowned. "It must have been dug out and eaten by that evil creature."
He had barely finished speaking when Gongsun Xiu frowned and said, "No, the cut on this hand is clean; it was severed by a sharp weapon."
Gongsun Xiangming analyzed, "It might be caused by the sharp claws of a yin organ."
The claws of that yin creature were sharp, no less so than the tip of a fine iron knife.
Gongsun Xiu nodded, accepting this explanation. After searching for a while, the group found no burial goods.
After walking for another quarter of an hour, they still hadn't encountered a second evil creature; unexpectedly, everything was calm and peaceful.
Until a magnificent stone gate, several meters high, appeared before them.
Upon seeing the stone door, everyone's spirits lifted. Judging from the size of the door alone, it wasn't difficult to determine that behind it lay the main tomb, the "bedroom" of the tomb's occupant.
Gongsun Xiu stopped and looked at the two Spirit Refining Realm, instructing them to push open the stone door.
Martial artists at this level possess keen intuition, enabling them to effectively avoid traps and crises.
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The stone door slowly opened, and two Spirit Refining Realm, holding torches, turned around and said, "Safe!"
Gongsun Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and, with his somewhat impatient companions, entered the stone gate.
She first checked the torches and saw that they had only dimmed slightly before returning to normal. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the collapse had filled the underground palace with breathable air, so there was no need to worry about suffocation.
Then, she saw the torchlight illuminating the way ahead and froze.
There was no road ahead; to be precise, there was no road as she had imagined.
The cracked ground was scattered with stones of varying sizes, piled up haphazardly, giving the impression of a jumbled mess of ore rather than a tomb.
"There was a collapse here too?"
"It was a martial arts practitioner who spoke in a deep voice."
"Bring me a can of kerosene!"
Gongsun Xiu took a jar of kerosene from a clansman, touched the rim of the jar with a torch, and then threw it forcefully.
Bang!
The can exploded in mid-air, splattering the kerosene inside into a chaotic shower of dazzling sparks that flew in all directions.
The entire tomb chamber suddenly lit up, allowing everyone to see the condition of the main tomb. It had indeed collapsed; it was more accurately described as a grotto than a tomb chamber.
Apart from piled-up rubble and jagged stone walls, there was nothing else inside the main tomb.
Suddenly, Gongsun Xiangming's pupils contracted slightly, and he whispered, "What is that?"
A group of people followed his gaze and vaguely saw a dark figure sitting cross-legged in the distance, but at this moment, the bursts of light fell and dimmed, burning silently and unable to illuminate the distance.
Gongsun Xiu reacted immediately. Relying on her sense of direction, she threw the torch in her hand. The torch spun and flew into the distance, landing and splashing up dazzling sparks.
It landed right in front of that dark figure.
A martial artist with the skill of "Transformation Realm" has an extremely subtle control over power.
The blazing torches illuminated the figure's true form. He wore a tattered, ageless yellow robe, his hair was sparse, and his skin, covering his facial bones, was a dry, bluish-black.
His nose was reduced to two nostrils, his eyes were closed, and he remained motionless.
This is an extremely old corpse; it is not lying in a coffin, but sitting cross-legged in the ruins.
Zombies?
No, how could a zombie know how to meditate? Or is it an extraordinary zombie? Gongsun Xiu, skilled and daring, is about to lead everyone closer.
Unexpectedly, the mummified corpse opened its eyes first, revealing a pair of dark pupils embedded in its slightly empty eye sockets.
Upon seeing a creature intrude into its territory, the dark eyes flashed red, and the mummified corpse opened its mouth and inhaled forcefully.
In an instant, a vortex rolled in, and the mummified corpse's mouth seemed to transform into a vortex, sucking everything around it inward.
Including Gongsun Xiu, the eighteen warriors all felt a terrifying force locking them in place and pulling them closer and closer to the mummified corpse.
"Oh, these are terrifying zombies. No ordinary person can withstand them." Gongsun Xiu felt a chill in her heart, overwhelmed by fear, shock, and regret. Then, she felt something leaving her.
She tried to turn her eyes to the side, and her eyes widened in surprise.
One of his companions quickly withered and shriveled, his skin wrinkled and stuck to his bones. Within a dozen breaths, he turned into a dried-up corpse, all his life Qi and Blood drained away.
Everyone present lost some of their vital Qi and Blood, but those with strong cultivation, like Gongsun Xiu, could hold on for a while longer.
Those with lower cultivation levels would be drained of their life force within thirty breaths.
Replenished with Essence Blood, the mummified corpse was like a tiger with wings, and its qi vortex grew even stronger.
The death toll kept rising: two, three, four.
The survivors grew increasingly terrified. Gongsun Xiangming's eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and his muscles were convulsing as he struggled desperately, but to no avail; his Qi and Blood was rapidly draining away.
He had traveled the world for many years and had never encountered such a terrifying and bizarre zombie, nor had he ever felt such powerlessness and terror.
Watching myself slowly approach death.
Because Qinggu Laodao was not a martial artist, he was at the very back of the camp and was lucky enough to survive, but he still could not escape his fate. He aged ten years in an instant, and his whole body looked like an old man in his twilight years.
Was she going to die here? Despair welled up in Gongsun Xiu's heart. At this moment, she suddenly thought of the man in blue she had met during the day and remembered his warning to her that the underground palace was dangerous.
Now it has come true.
Yes, right, he did say that if they encountered an insurmountable danger in the tomb, Gongsun Xiu would have no choice but to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless, and shouted:
Have you forgotten your promise to that person?
These words seemed to contain some kind of power; the terrifying vortex vanished, and the loss of Qi and Blood ceased.
The nine surviving martial artists, along with the old Daoist priest, all collapsed to the ground, their knees buckling.
"We're saved?!"
Gongsun Xiangming was both surprised and delighted, feeling a surge of joy at escaping a desperate situation, as well as confusion and bewilderment.
The others were the same, not understanding why this sinister zombie had suddenly shown mercy.
It really worked! Gongsun Xiu opened her beautiful eyes wide, finding it hard to believe.
"I've made a promise to few people, and in this world, he's the only one. What's your relationship with him?"
The mummified corpse remembered the promise that guy had made to him: he would return within ten years to return the fortune, and immediately became excited:
"Where is he? Does he have something for you to give me? Does he have something for you to give me? Little girl, answer me quickly!!!"
P. S.: There are typos; I'll correct them later.
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