Chapter 167

A Good Romance

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They walked a little towards the periphery of the ring-shaped mountain, and sure enough, Yang Ming took out an ancient book from behind a withered tree. The cover was almost completely rotten, and he didn't hide it very carefully. Half of it was even exposed.

Obviously, at that time, Yang Ming should have just hid behind the tree trunk, casually stuffed the ancient book over, and immediately left, which was why he hid it so carelessly.

"Young Master Han, here." Yang Ming handed over the ancient book, and lowered his head slightly. There was a hint of indignation in his eyes that was difficult to detect.

For a normal person, this ancient book was worthless, but for some people, it could be worth more than a thousand gold coins.

Ling Han took it unceremoniously. On the way here, he had also told the other party his name. Benefactor, benefactor, and so on, it sounded very awkward. He began to flip through the book in front of Yang Ming, without any hesitation.

This was indeed a personal record of a predecessor. The beginning part recorded some trivial matters. This person was called Xiao Ding, and he was once a village chief. He managed a village and lived a peaceful life.

The ancestors of the Xiao family had lived here for generations, but in Xiao Ding's generation, there had been a change. The entire village had been chased out of the secret realm, but Xiao Ding had used a deceptive trick to stay.

He went against the orders of the "Demon Master" at that time, and entered the depths of the ring-shaped mountain, wanting to know why they were chased out.

Relying on his understanding of this place, he avoided many obstacles along the way, and was able to go all the way deep into the mountain. However, he didn't manage to enter the core area of the deep mountains. A mysterious power infected him, making him feel as if he wasn't himself anymore.

He immediately fled, but it was already too late. He only managed to flee to the original village before feeling powerless. He barely managed to record some of what he heard in the deep mountains, and the diary ended there.

He should be dead.

Xiao Ding's diary described in detail the various restrictions in the deep mountains. This was probably because he was afraid of forgetting, so he recorded it in great detail. Finally, he also made a guess. The Devil Sky Mystery Realm should be suppressing some terrifying existence, and the central hall was a backup strategy. Through the method of blood sacrifice, the restrictions in the deep mountains could be strengthened. Perhaps it had existed since a very long time ago, but something went wrong in his lifetime.

Since the people in the mystery realm had all left, then what was the use of the restrictions? There was only one possibility: something was being suppressed inside, a source of inauspiciousness.

Ling Han closed the diary and sank into deep thought.

From now on, this mystery realm was still very stable, so it shouldn't be that something went wrong with the mystery realm itself and was about to collapse. So, why did they evacuate everyone at the time?

In the past, a Blood Zombie had appeared in the Devil Sky Mystery Realm, and Xiao Ding mentioned a "source of inauspiciousness" in his diary, thinking that something terrifying and evil was sealed here. Were the two related? Back then, was it the appearance of the Blood Zombie that caused everyone to be forced to evacuate?

Mystery realms were opened by Shattering Void Tier elites, but it didn't mean that every mystery realm had such an elite overseeing it. If Shattering Void Tier elites couldn't shatter the void and fight their way into the realm of immortals, they would still die of old age.

Perhaps there were a large number of Blood Zombies deep in the mountains that couldn't be suppressed without the power of the Shattering Void Tier, but there wasn't such an elite in the Devil Sky Mystery Realm, so they could only be forced to all retreat, leaving behind an uninhabited space and using this mystery realm to trap those things.

"Young Master Han, can we set off?" Yang Ming asked cautiously.

Ling Han nodded, and said, "Let's go."

The three of them set off and advanced forward. After walking for more than half a day, they could finally see a huge canyon in the distance.

It was as if a heavenly saber had struck the ring-shaped mountain, forcibly splitting a crack in this huge mountain that seemed to connect the heavens. The fracture that descended from the sky was absolutely terrifying, and Ling Han even felt a sliver of saber intent.

In the past, there should have been a supreme elite who struck four times, forcibly splitting the ring-shaped mountain into four sections.

Shattering Void Tier, it was definitely the Shattering Void Tier.

Ling Han said inwardly. In his last life, even he didn't have such great power; only the legendary Shattering Void Tier would have such great Mystical Power. Even after countless years, there was still a sliver of saber intent left, unwashed by the passage of time.

It was too terrifying. Saber intent could transcend millennia — it was unheard of.

However, although the canyon was already in sight, it would still take a long time to reach it. However, since the target had already appeared, they were naturally full of vigor.

"Ah!" A scream was heard in the distance. Obviously, another battle was taking place, which was a very common thing here.

Shua, shua, shua, from the dense forest on the left, six people suddenly dashed out, each of them holding a saber or a sword in their hands, but now, all of them looked as if they had seen a ghost. Their expressions were terrified, and they only knew how to run for their lives.

Xiu, a black shadow darted out, extremely fast. With a single leap, it had already caught up to one of them, and swung its hand towards the back of that person's head.

That person seemed to have lost his courage, and actually didn't even dare to parry. He just scattered his legs and ran, but he couldn't compete with that black shadow's speed at all. Instantly, his head was hit, and with a pa, his entire head was smashed into mush. A gush of hot blood spurted out.

A terrifying and disgusting scene appeared. That black shadow actually pounced on that person, sucking his blood and gnawing on his flesh.

Hiss!

"Blood Zombie …" Ling Han frowned, and naturally thought of that evil thing.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, this isn't a Blood Zombie, but a second tier Bronze-Armored Corpse." A young man dressed in black walked out from the dense forest. His face was deathly pale without the slightest hint of blood, and it gave people a feeling that he was haunted in broad daylight.

He still held three iron chains in his hands, all of which were stretched taut as if they were tied to some heavy object. However, they disappeared into the dense forest, and couldn't be reached.

"Thousand Corpse Sect …" Ling Han frowned.

"What, you actually know about the Thousand Corpse Sect?" The young man in black stared at Ling Han, revealing a strong killing intent.

Ling Han snorted, and revealed a disgusted expression.

The Thousand Corpse Sect was an extremely evil force. The people that came from this sect weren't strong themselves, but all of them would refine the corpses of elites to use as battle prowess. They were called Corpse Soldiers, and they could command them as if they were their own arms and fingers. Their battle prowess was extremely shocking.

They divided the Corpse Soldiers into three major grades: Bronze-Armored Corpse, Silver-Armored Corpse, and Gold-Armored Corpse. Each grade was further divided into first tier, second tier, and third tier. There were a total of nine grades, which corresponded to the nine major tiers of martial artists, from Body Refining Tier to Heaven Tier.

Where did the Corpse Soldiers of the Thousand Corpse Sect come from? Of course, they came from stealing the corpses of martial artists, and the stronger the martial artist was when he was alive, the stronger the Corpse Soldiers created would be. A third tier Gold-Armored Corpse could even rival a Heaven Tier elite.

In order to steal the corpses of powerful martial artists, the Thousand Corpse Sect could be said to be deranged. Not only did they dig up ancient tombs, they even dared to steal the corpses of elites that had just been buried not too long ago. Thus, this sect attracted the disgust of a large number of people, and had once been jointly attacked.

Ling Han had originally thought that the Thousand Corpse Sect had already been annihilated, but he'd never thought that an heir would actually appear now.

Reading on his phone was more refreshing