A Good Romance
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"Let's go." One of the old monsters waved his hand. Previously, the juniors of his clan had not come, so of course he could not let anyone enter that door ahead of time. Now, things were naturally different.
Those that needed to be warned had naturally been warned long ago. At this time, no one wasted any time chattering, and they all entered the river.
They passed through one by one, and entered the area behind the Light of God.
Ling Han's expression immediately became serious. In places with the Light of God, even he, as a Heaven Tier elite in his previous life, had to be careful, as he could easily die. The reason why he was willing to open the door and let so many people in was that he even had the thought of letting these people act as spies.
Of course, danger and opportunity coexisted, and if one wanted to obtain great rewards, they could encounter great risks. This was fair to everyone.
Behind this door was still the underground river. They continued to advance, and before long, a piece of land appeared in front of them.
At this time, they should have already entered deep into the Gushing Blood Mountain, but this place was actually hollow, with a huge space.
Everyone stepped onto the land. It was not dark here, and there was a mysterious light moving about, illuminating the belly of the mountain. However, their vision could not see too far, as if there was something obstructing their vision.
Many people left the group, and even those who came from the same clan split into several groups.
Firstly, they should not put all their eggs in the same basket. Secondly, even if they were from the same clan, they might not be very close, so it was better not to stick together. If they encountered danger, not only would they not help each other, they might even drag each other down.
Very quickly, the crowd dispersed in all directions.
"Brother Ling, I will take my leave first." The Third Imperial Prince cupped his hands towards Ling Han, and only the red-haired beauty accompanied him.
Ling Han nodded, and watched as the Third Imperial Prince left.
In an instant, this place became deserted, and only Ling Han and the other two were left.
"Which direction should we go?" Liu Yu Tong asked. This place seemed to be a plain, and aside from the underground river behind them, there was nothing else in all directions. They had no idea which direction they should go in, which was the right choice.
Ling Han took out that treasured blade, and used his divine sense to try and trigger the treasured blade's instinctive reaction to find Jiang Yue Feng's remains.
However, the treasured blade did not react.
Ling Han frowned slightly. If Jiang Yue Feng had advanced into the Heaven Tier, then even if he had been dead for over ten thousand years, his corpse would definitely not have decayed. Heaven Tier elites had already gone very far on the path of Martial Art, and the will of Martial Art was definitely deeply engraved in every piece of their flesh, blood, and bones.
In a sense, the remains of a powerhouse were also a Spirit Tool. In fact, many Spirit Tools were made from the bones of powerful beasts. Of course, human bones were also fine, but they were too frightening, so not many people dared to use them.
Therefore, the Remains and the Spiritual Weapon inherited the same Martial Art Will, so they should be able to resonate with each other. Why was there no reaction at all?
Ling Han's expression changed. Unless Jiang Yue Feng's corpse was completely destroyed, the Spiritual Tool would definitely not have any reaction.
But just what had happened back then that even a Heaven Tier elite was about to disappear without a trace?
"Just walk around," he said. He didn't know the direction anyway.
The three of them advanced. After walking for a while, Ling Han suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Liu Yutong asked.
Ling Han didn't say anything. He deviated from the direction they were heading, and came to the side of a large boulder.
The two girls followed him, and saw that there was nothing special about this boulder. There was only a stalk of grass growing at the bottom, and it was deathly white all over. If one didn't look carefully, they might even mistake it for a piece of broken bone.
"What kind of grass is this?" They were both very surprised.
"This is Bone Eating Grass, and it only grows on corpses," Ling Han said. There was one more thing he didn't say, and that was that only the remains of a powerhouse in the Deity Transformation Tier or higher could give birth to Bone Eating Grass.
"Ah!" The two girls' pretty faces paled. Although they were all people of Martial Art, and life and death seemed to be a common thing, women were women, after all. When they heard that they might be stepping on the bones of a dead person, their hearts skipped a beat.
Ling Han struck out with his palm, and that huge boulder was sent flying.
"Ah!" The two girls both cried out in surprise, because a skeletal hand was reaching out from the ground. The deathly white finger bones emitted an eerie aura.
"Don't be afraid. He's been dead for tens of thousands of years," Ling Han said.
The two girls rolled their eyes. This young man was extremely intelligent, talented in Martial Art, and had nature-defying alchemy skills. However, he was an idiot when it came to relationships. Were they afraid that this dead person would jump up and hurt them? Of course not!
Ling Han took out his sword and carefully dug up the soil near the skeletal hand.
With the strength of a warrior in the Poly Realm, digging was of course a piece of cake. Soon, a bony arm appeared under the bone, and then an upright skeleton appeared at the shoulder.
"Why isn't he lying down?" The two girls asked curiously. After a person died, it was naturally impossible to maintain a standing posture. Could it be that someone buried him vertically in the ground after he died?
"As long as the strength of a warrior reaches a certain level, the Will of Martial Art will permeate the whole body. Even after death, they can still stand for hundreds of years." Ling Han said, "I reckon that this person died in battle here and maintained this posture. Later, after countless years, perhaps the earth's crust changed and a layer of gravel and soil fell from the top of the cave, covering his body."
The two girls were very shocked. A person could still stand after death … at least, they had never heard of any Spiritual Pedestal Tier warrior being able to do so.
Ling Han continued to dig, and not long after, a complete set of remains appeared in front of them.
This was obviously a male. There was still a purple brocade robe on him that hadn't rotted, but there was a hole on his chest. This should be his fatal wound. His ribs were also broken, right where the heart was.
It could be imagined that when he fought with someone, his heart was directly blown apart with a punch, annihilating his life force.
However, Ling Han took off the brocade robe, causing the two girls to exclaim in disgust. This was something on a dead person.
"Pity, such a pity …" Ling Han sighed repeatedly. "This is a treasure woven from Purple Jade Silk. Unfortunately, it's all spirituality was destroyed by an extremely powerful force, ai …" He pulled lightly, and the brocade robe was easily torn apart.
"What Purple Jade Silk?" Liu Yutong asked.
"Purple Jade Heaven Silkworm, a ninth-tier beast, and Purple Jade Silk is the silk it spits out," Ling Han said simply.
Hiss …
The two girls gasped at the same time. A ninth-tier beast … wasn't that Heaven Tier? Silk spit out by a ninth-tier beast, woven clothing … this should be a super treasure.
"This kind of armor can withstand at least a hundred continuous attacks from a Heaven Tier warrior before it's broken, but from the marks on the hole, it was directly pierced by a punch." Ling Han raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes burning. "This proves that Shattering Void Tier warriors do exist in this world …"
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