Qin Shanhe and the other two, who were fighting fiercely, were surprised to see the Nether God Puppets suddenly stop moving. They only understood when Chu Mu appeared.
The Nether God Puppets of the Nether God Clan had a drawback. When the master died, the Nether God Puppets would also "die."
Qin Shanhe and the other two were shocked. They stared blankly at Chu Mu. Their minds were frozen, and they could not react.
After a long time, they finally accepted this shocking news.
Chu Mu had killed a Meditating Cultivator!
Once this news reached the Sky Edge Sword Palace, it would definitely cause an earthquake, a huge earthquake.
Meditating Cultivators were rare geniuses in the Nether God Clan. In terms of numbers, the Nether God Clan was actually smaller than the Human Clan, but in terms of the number of experts, the Nether God Clan far surpassed the Human Clan.
This was because swordsmen were the minority in the Human Clan. Most of them were just ordinary people without much power. However, the Nether God Clan was different. Every member of the Nether God Clan, even if they did not cultivate, would possess power that ordinary humans did not have when they reached adulthood. They were more than a hundred times stronger than ordinary humans.
Therefore, the ratio of geniuses in the Nether God Clan far exceeded that of the Human Clan. The status of a rare genius in a thousand years was different from that of the Human Clan.
The strangeness of the Underworld God Incantation and the strength of the Underworld God Incantation was something that was obvious to all. Today, the Underworld God Incantation was dead, and the person who killed him was the human swordsman: Chu Mu!
"Captain, how did you kill the Meditating Cultivator? Didn't he use a curse? "Tu Gang was extremely excited. He almost jumped over and hugged Chu Mu's leg.
"The Nether God Curse is indeed very strange. If my sword intent had not reached the eighth revolution, I would not have been able to completely block the Nether God Curse, let alone kill the Meditating Cultivator," Chu Mu said.
Thinking back, he also felt the terror of the Nether God Curse.
In an instant, his body and mind felt weak and tired. Being in such a state, his combat strength dropped a lot, and he was at the mercy of others.
Fortunately, he had the Eighth Revolution Sword Intent, which directly cut off all the negative effects and circulated them throughout his body. If it was just the Seventh Revolution Sword Intent, he would probably only be able to resist it. It would take some time to cut off the negative effects, which would be enough time for the meditation cultivator to cast another spell. Then, the battle would be in a stalemate.
Although not every member of the Nether God Clan was as strong as a Meditation Cultivator, the Nether God Incantation had left a deep impression on Chu Mu.
"The Meditation Cultivator is dead, and our mission is complete. Next, we will enter the stone tomb and look for opportunities," Chu Mu said.
After resting for a while, he also took out the Meditation Cultivator's corpse, took his spatial ring, and checked the spoils of war.
Many people had died at the hands of Meditation Cultivators. Therefore, the collection within Meditation Cultivators' spatial rings was extremely rich and valuable.
There were millions of low-grade Yuanjing and hundreds of thousands of mid-grade Yuanjing. There were no high-grade Yuanjing, but there were many other rare spiritual herbs, metals, and so on. There were also many valuable elixirs, temporary Battle Record Sword Tokens, cultivation method manuals, and so on.
Meditation Cultivator's spatial ring was enough to increase Chu Mu's wealth by a lot. Until now, Chu Mu had been constantly earning and spending very little. Therefore, he himself did not know how much wealth he had now.
In the Meditation Cultivator's spatial ring, the temporary Battle Record Sword Tokens added up to more than 3,000 battle points, which further increased the accumulation of Zhen Tian's battle team.
After recovering their energy, the sky was bright. Chu Mu destroyed the three Nether God Puppets, and the four of them went to the entrance of the stone tomb and entered it.
This was Chu Mu's second time entering the stone tomb. The first time he entered, he obtained three hundred Five Revolution Sword Intent Elixirs and three hundred Five Revolution Profound Elixirs, which he had not used until now. Moreover, he obtained the sealing inheritance, becoming a martial grandmaster in both defensive sealing and counterattacking sealing.
The stone tomb was very big, and it was like a maze. After entering, Chu Mu and the rest went straight into the depths of the stone tomb. Because the outer tombs had been opened, all the valuable things inside had been emptied.
The four of them flew forward. Chu Mu had been here once, and the path he had taken was deeply imprinted in his mind.
After going deep into the stone tomb for a while, Chu Mu and the rest passed by the tomb that he and Tu Gang had opened. When they turned around, the tomb was open, and the inside was empty. Even the table was gone.
Chu Mu suddenly remembered that when he obtained the elixirs and the sealing inheritance, Tu Gang took away the stone coffin. He wondered if the stone coffin had been opened. What was inside?
A corpse?
Tu Gang did not say, and Chu Mu did not ask.
But no matter what, this tomb had indeed brought Chu Mu an extraordinary fortuitous encounter.
Moving forward, moving forward, and moving forward, they encountered the strange races. All of them died under the swords of Chu Mu and the rest, becoming battle points and spoils of war for Chu Mu and the rest.
There were many people who entered the stone tomb, but the stone tomb was very big, and the terrain was complicated. Therefore, it was not easy to meet them.
After making many turns, Chu Mu and the rest finally found an unopened tomb.
If it was before, they would have to attack to see the seal on the tomb's stone door. But now, Chu Mu had the attainments of a sealing grandmaster. With a glance, he could see the seal on the tomb's stone door. Lines and lines crisscrossed, seemingly chaotic, but in fact, they were full of rules and contained profound principles.
"Break the seal." Tu Gang impatiently drew his sword.
"Wait." Chu Mu stopped him.
Normally, he did not have the time to research seals, but now that there was a seal in front of him, he might as well use what he had learned to break it. He could also raise his attainments in seals through practice.
Hearing Chu Mu's words, Tu Gang was first dazed, but when he saw Chu Mu walk forward, he reacted. Other than being a rank eight demonic swordsman, Chu Mu was also a sealing grandmaster with great attainments in seals.
They were not in a hurry, they stayed at the side and protected Chu Mu, paying attention to the surroundings and letting Chu Mu focus on breaking the seal.
The seal on the tomb's stone door was only a defensive seal, barely reaching the level of a great grandmaster. It was not difficult for Chu Mu to break it. What Chu Mu paid attention to was the method used to set up the seal.
The same seal could be set up by different people, there would be minute differences. Moreover, the path of seals was a system of its own, after a long time, many schools of thought had been formed. Different schools had clear differences in the methods used to set up seals, and also had clear differences in their strengths.
The sealing inheritance that Chu Mu obtained was only the basic method of setting up seals.
Half an hour later, Chu Mu had completely grasped the seal. His fingers were like lightning as he continuously tapped and easily broke through the seal.
Once the seal was broken, the tomb's stone door was easily opened. A medicinal fragrance immediately wafted out from within, assaulting their senses. It made Chu Mu and the other three feel as if they were in a sea of medicinal pills.
This fragrance came from the fact that the pills had been stored in the tomb for a long time and were unable to leak out. As time passed, it accumulated and became stronger. Now that the seal had been broken and the stone door had been opened, the fragrance of the pills was like a flood that had found a place to vent and all of it leaked out.
There was a figure sitting cross-legged in the middle of the tomb. Under the robes was a corpse, a withered corpse that had been dead for who knew how long.
In front of the corpse was a table with many bottles and jars on it. There were shelves on the left and right, with many spirit medicines on them.
Unfortunately, perhaps because too much time had passed, the vast majority of these spirit medicines had lost their medicinal properties. The few spirit medicines that still retained their medicinal properties were the more precious ones. However, there were not many left, and their value had dropped by more than a hundred times.
Looking at those spirit medicines, they couldn't help but shake their heads regretfully. They began to inspect the jars and jars on the table. Medicinal pills also had a shelf life. After a long time, their medicinal properties would also be lost and they would turn into waste.
Of course, depending on how the medicinal pill was refined and how it was preserved, some would lose their medicinal properties in a few years, while others could be preserved for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
There were over a hundred jars and jars that contained medicinal pills. The four of them quickly inspected them, and after sorting them out, they found that all the medicinal pills had already lost their medicinal properties. Consuming them would not only bring no benefits, but it would also cause them to be poisoned.
It had to be said that this was truly regretful. They had opened a tomb, but in the end, they hadn't obtained anything.
Chu Mu's gaze moved from the pill jars to the corpse.
The corpse's robes hadn't decayed, so it was undoubtedly a good quality robe. Its value probably wouldn't be below the Golden Blood Robe. In the entire Sky Edge Sword Palace, there weren't many swordsmen who possessed such robes.
Since it was an extremely valuable robe, they naturally wouldn't leave it behind.
Following that, Chu Mu also took the spatial ring on the corpse's finger.
The spiritual sense within the spatial ring had already dissipated, so Chu Mu's spiritual sense easily entered it. He inspected it and found that the spatial ring was extremely spacious. There was only a single piece of jade inside.
"Could it be another inheritance jade?" Chu Mu thought to himself as the jade appeared in his hand.
This spatial ring was a high-grade spatial ring. After a brief discussion, it was allocated to Qin Shanhe. As for the jade, it was confirmed to be an inheritance jade. After inspecting it, they found out that it was an inheritance jade that recorded information related to medicinal pills.
"Captain, you should inherit it yourself." Tu Gang chuckled.
According to him, Chu Mu was a monster, and even more so.
"Let's put it away first," Chu Mu said after thinking for a while.
Accepting the inheritance was nothing, but the problem was that he didn't have that much time.
After thinking about it, he decided to put it away for the time being. Perhaps in the future, the Zhen Tian Battle Team would recruit a member with talent in alchemy. At that time, he could just let him accept the inheritance.
Overall, the harvest from opening this tomb wasn't great, but it wasn't small either. It all depended on how one felt about it.
After leaving the tomb, they continued to move forward, looking for new unopened tombs.
At the same time, the Underworld God Clan found out about Ming Xiu's death. They were furious and sent a powerful team into the Crimson Wasteland to investigate the cause of Ming Xiu's death.
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