am-books Chapter 685 - Mysterious Corpse
Chapter 685 - Mysterious Corpse
Chapter 685 - Mysterious Corpse
Liu Wuxie also didn't have a choice, as staying above ground meant certain death. Since there was an underground world, there was likely an exit out of the Yin-Yang Valley. Moreover, the mysterious tree seemed to beckon him, hinting at the presence of treasures there.
The treasures remained a mystery, and Liu Wuxie could only take one step at a time. He followed the fissure and descended underground.
His surroundings weren't as dark as he had imagined. A dim light illuminated them, allowing him to see underground.
When the dense, deathly energy swept through, it became clear that the underground was saturated with heavenly nether energy—thousands of times stronger than what existed outside. Ordinary people entering this space had to shut their five orifices to prevent the invasive energy from seeping into their bodies.
However, it was a different story for Liu Wuxie, who brought out the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron to devour the surrounding heavenly nether energy. The energy was converted into a green liquid, which fused into the desolate world.
As Liu Wuxie landed, he noticed that the underground world was damp and shrouded in heavy moisture, with a thin layer of ice covering the ground. The intense cold made him shiver slightly as the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.
Taking out the Heretic Blade, Liu Wuxie remained alert, prepared for any unforeseen dangers. He carefully followed the path, realizing he was likely the last to arrive as most cultivators had already ventured deeper into the underground world.
To his dismay, he found his Ghost Eye rendered ineffective. The walls seemed to be coated with a mysterious substance that blocked all divine senses, forcing him to rely solely on his instincts and tread with caution.
After walking for about ten minutes, the narrow passage opened into a massive underground cavern.
"How did this happen?" Liu Wuxie was in deep shock when he saw this scene. The underground world was filled with countless coffins, and this was an unimaginable sight.
Some bold cultivators had drawn their weapons, attempting to pry open the lids of the coffins, clearly hoping to find treasures hidden inside. Others stood at a distance, fearful of the unknown and unwilling to approach, wary of the potential dangers that could be unleashed.
The coffins created an eerie atmosphere that was deeply unsettling. They didn't know who could've set them up in this manner there. The surroundings were also filled with deathly energy, manifesting into shadowy figures that hovered in the air.
When a coffin was pried open, crackling sounds echoed from within, reverberating through the cavern.
Even if Liu Wuxie's Ghost Eye was ineffective, it didn't hinder his sight. Many people leaned over when the coffin was pried open, wanting to see what was within.
Liu Wuxie stood fifty meters away from them, but because he was on higher ground, he had a clear view of what was happening.
"It's a body!" The cultivators who pried open the coffin exchanged puzzled glances.
"What a strange corpse. It looks so lifelike, almost as if it's still alive," those gathered in the surroundings began to point fingers at the body in the coffin.
Inside the coffin lay a young man who appeared no older than thirty. His striking features and lifelike complexion were indistinguishable from those of an ordinary person. This was strange, as it had been an eternity since anyone had found humans in the Heavenly Nether Battlefield. The cultivators who entered were merely visitors, leaving once their training was complete.
No one knew how long these coffins had been here. Typically, only cultivators who had reached the True Profound Realm could preserve their bodies against the ravages of time. Yet, the corpse in this coffin clearly hadn’t reached that level, raising unsettling questions. Why were the corpses so well-preserved? And what was their true nature?
"Holy shit, what the hell is this place?" the robust man who had pried open the coffin exclaimed in frustration. He was a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Astral River Realm, wielding a massive blade, and clearly annoyed at finding a fresh corpse instead of treasures.
Liu Wuxie was left alone on the spot, and the situation was more severe than he could imagine. The underground world was filled with dangers and opportunities.
While there might be riches lying ahead, so did dangers. The mysterious death of the robust man had left a heavy shadow looming over everyone's hearts, including Liu Wuxie’s. He had to be careful with every step, or he might lose his life there.
When Liu Wuxie shifted his gaze to the coffins again, he froze, and a chill ran from his feet to his head. He murmured, his voice trembling, "It's gone?"
The corpse lying in the coffin had mysteriously vanished, replaced by the robust man. Everything had taken place under his nose, but he couldn't sense anything. His mind was reeled with unanswered questions, trying to connect the disappeared corpse with the robust man's unnatural death.
He dared not linger and chose the nearest tunnel, dashing in. But shortly after his departure, a haunting laughter echoed through the cavern.
The missing corpse descended from mid-air, landing on the ground like a feather without any weight. He wore a twisted expression, and his body was stiff. It was as though his body had become stiff after dying for so long.
Strange runes began to appear on the corpse, and Liu Wuxie would have recognized them if he had been present. The runes were a sign of the Blood Curse, an ancient curse that had long vanished in history but had reappeared in the underground world.
Human blood was required to engrave the Blood Curse, and few in the Celestial Realm knew about it. This was why it was unbelievable that it had appeared in the True Martial Continent.
As the Blood Curse continued to spread, the corpse began to wither, and the Blood Curses became sigils that seeped into the surrounding coffins.
It didn't take long before creaking sounds came from the surrounding coffins as they opened, causing a bizarre scene. All the corpses began to hover in the air, forming larger Blood Curses before seeping into the ground.
Countless deathguards who were in deep slumber had awakened. Anyone would be shocked to see that the Blood Curses could control the deathguards.
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Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie grew more cautious after entering the tunnel. The underground world was complicated, like a labyrinth, and no one knew where this tunnel would lead him.
As the surrounding temperature began to fall, Liu Wuxie realized that the underground world was vaster than he had imagined. At times, he found himself in vast open spaces, and at others, he had to squeeze through narrow passages.
Liu Wuxie soon found himself lost, as the Ghost Eye was ineffective here. He had left marks in his path, but when he returned, the marks had vanished.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" terrified screams echoed in front of Liu Wuxie as three cultivators ran toward him in a frenzy.
They were the robust man's companions, their faces twisted with terror as they brandished their weapons wildly. It was a strange and unsettling sight—there was nothing visible around them, yet they swung their weapons in random, desperate motions as if fighting unseen enemies.
At first, their attacks seemed random, slashing at the air in panic. But soon, their desperation turned into madness as they began attacking each other.
"Take this!" Cried a man on the right, his sword hacking into the man on the left. He would laugh as he swung his sword.
The man in the middle had stabbed his sword into the heart of the man on the right with a bizarre smile hanging on his lips.