A Good Romance
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They walked a bit 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 it wasn't hidden very carefully; half of it was even exposed.
Obviously, Yang Ming hid behind the tree trunk for a while, casually shoved the ancient book over, and then 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, a hint of unwillingness that was difficult to detect in his eyes.
For a normal person, this ancient book was worthless, but for some people, it could be worth more than a thousand pieces of gold.
Ling Han took it without hesitation. On the way here, he had told the other his name. Benefactor, benefactor, and so on, it was awkward to hear. He flipped through the pages in front of Yang Ming, not avoiding it at all.
This was indeed a predecessor's handwriting, and the beginning part recorded some trivial matters. This person was called Xiao Ding, and was once a village chief, managing a village and living 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 couldn't enter the core area of the deep mountain. A mysterious power infected him, making him feel like he wasn't himself anymore.
He immediately escaped, but it was too late. He only managed to escape to the original village before feeling powerless. He barely managed to record some of what he heard in the deep mountain, and the diary ended there.
He should be dead.
Xiao Ding's handwriting described the various restrictions in the deep mountain in detail. This was probably because he was afraid of forgetting, so he recorded it in great detail. Finally, he made some conjectures. The Devil Sky Mystery Realm should be suppressing some terrifying existence, and the central hall was a backup plan. Through the method of blood sacrifice, they could strengthen the restrictions deep in the mountains. Perhaps it had existed since a very long time ago, but there was a problem in his previous life.
Since the people in the mystic realm had all left, why would there still be a restriction? There was only one possibility. Something was being suppressed inside, an ominous source!
Ling Han closed the notebook and fell into deep thought.
From the looks of it, the mystic realm was still very stable, so it shouldn't be a problem with the mystic realm itself that 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 had mentioned an "inauspicious source" in his notes, believing that something terrifying and evil was sealed here. Were the two related? Back then, was it the appearance of the Blood Zombie that forced everyone 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 divine realm, they would still die of old age.
Perhaps there was a large number of Blood Zombies in the depths of the mountains that could not be suppressed unless one had the power of the Shattering Void Tier. However, there was no such elite in the Devil Sky Mystery Realm, so they could only be forced to retreat, leaving behind an uninhabited space to trap those things with this mystery realm.
"Young Master Han, can we set off?" Yang Ming asked cautiously.
Ling Han nodded and said, "Let's go."
The three 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, forcefully 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, cutting the ring-shaped mountain into four sections.
Shattering Void Tier, it was definitely the Shattering Void Tier.
Ling Han said inwardly. In his previous life, he didn't have such great power, and only the legendary Shattering Void Tier elites had such a great Mystical Power. Even after countless years, a sliver of saber intent was left behind, unwashed by time.
Too terrifying, saber intent that could cross millennia was unheard of.
However, although the canyon appeared, it was still a long way to go, and they still needed a long way to reach it. But since the target had already appeared, they were naturally full of vigor.
"Ah!" A scream was heard in the distance. Obviously, there was another fight happening, which was a very common thing here.
Shua, shua, shua, from the dense forest on the left, six people suddenly dashed out, each holding a saber or sword in their hands. But now, all of them looked as if they had seen a ghost, their expressions terrified, and only knew how to run for their lives.
Xiu, a black shadow darted out, extremely fast. With just a 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 the black shadow's speed at all. Instantly, his head was hit, and with a pa, his entire head was smashed into pieces, and a gush of hot blood spurted out.
A terrifying and disgusting scene appeared. That black shadow actually pounced, sucking that person's blood and gnawing on that person's 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 youngster dressed in black walked out of the dense forest, his face pale without the slightest hint of blood, giving off a feeling of being haunted in broad daylight.
He still held three iron chains in his hands, all tightly stretched as if they were tied to something heavy, but couldn't be reached in the dense forest.
"Thousand Corpse Sect …" Ling Han frowned.
"What, you actually know about the Thousand Corpse Sect?" The black-clothed youngster stared at Ling Han, revealing a strong killing intent.
Ling Han snorted, revealing a look of disgust.
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 as battle prowess, called Corpse Soldiers. They could command them with ease, and 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 the first, second, and third grades. There were a total of nine grades, corresponding to the nine great realms of a martial artist from the Body Refinement Realm to the Celestial Being Realm.
Where did the Corpse Soldiers of the Thousand Corpse Sect come from? They were obviously stolen from the corpses of martial artists, and the stronger a martial artist was when he was alive, the stronger the Corpse Soldiers made from them would be. A third tier Golden-Armored Corpse could even rival a Heaven Tier elite.
In order to steal the corpses of powerful cultivators, 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 powerful cultivators that had just been buried not too long ago. Thus, this sect attracted the disgust of a large number of people, and was once jointly attacked.
Ling Han had initially thought that the Thousand Corpse Sect had already been annihilated, and never thought that an heir would actually appear now.
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