There were no cracks before, but now there were cracks. Could it be that it was caused by the fight with that person?
If that was the case, didn't that mean that the tombstone could be destroyed?
Su Yun thought for a moment, then suddenly thought of something. He immediately stood up, took half a step back, pulled out the Tribulation Fire Sword, imbued it with profound qi, and then slashed at the tombstone.
Bang!
When the Tribulation Fire Sword struck the tombstone, it immediately produced a violent explosion. The shockwave spread out, and the terrifying sound spread far and wide. A clear scarlet sword mark appeared on the tombstone, like magma. However, the tombstone did not shatter.
From this, it could be seen that the tombstone's material was extremely astonishing. It was impossible to destroy it in one or two strikes.
Su Yun took a deep breath, raised the Tribulation Fire Sword, and activated it more than ten times, the sounds of explosions rang out incessantly, and more than half of the profound qi that Su Yun had just accumulated was used up. He was panting heavily, and his face was covered in sweat.
However, the tombstone was no longer intact. A large number of cracks had already appeared on its surface, and even more magical and powerful devil qi began to seep out from the cracks.
Unlike the devil qi that overflowed from the blood-red words, this devil qi was just pure devil qi, as if it had been inadvertently emitted from somewhere.
Su Yun swallowed a pill and recovered some of his strength. He then stood up and continued to slash at the tombstone.
This continued for a few rounds before a 'kacha' sound rang out. The incomparably hard tombstone finally turned into a pile of rubble under the bombardment of the Tribulation Fire Sword.
But when the tombstone shattered, Su Yun heard a 'dong' sound, as if something had been opened. Looking towards the tombstone, he saw that there was already a pitch-black hole there.
Although it wasn't big, it was enough for people to walk on.
The graveyard of the Spirit Cultivator was not like the graveyard of mortals. Below the tombstone was a coffin, and the Spirit Cultivator had cultivated for a thousand years. Their bodies were strong and contained boundless energy. Once they died, how could they dare to be buried? Wouldn't that mean that others would dig up their graves and use their corpses to refine them? Therefore, most Spirit Cultivator would self-destruct their bodies after death in order to be quiet. At most, they would set up a cenotaph in advance for future generations to worship.
So, according to common sense, there should be nothing beneath the grave. However, it was different now. Looking at the demonic qi in the cave, it seemed that there was something extraordinary hidden within.
Su Yun secretly rolled his eyes twice, but he was not in a hurry to go down. Instead, he took the pile of broken tombstones and carefully examined them.
The tombstone shattered, the inscription shattered, and the words on it no longer overflowed with the power to captivate one's soul. Su Yun carefully examined the inside of the inscription, and realized that the inscription did not seem to be written with ordinary words, but was drawn with profound qi. Not only that, there seemed to be traces of profoundness in the inscription, and every word had several types of energy revolving around it, it was simply like a small Array Seal that was so exquisite that it left people flabbergasted!
And what supported the operation of this seal was the demonic qi that overflowed from the cave entrance!
The demonic aura entered the array seal and activated it. Under the blessing of the array seal, it turned into a magical power that could absorb one's soul. When a person's gaze fell on the inscription on the tablet, the effect of the array seal would automatically activate, resonating with the person's gaze and establishing a connection. Then, the processed demonic power would be instilled into the person's body through a channel …
What was going on?
If the person who set up the formation had the intention to mourn Saint Guard Yin Mo, why would he do such a thing? Deliberately using this method to attract the attention of others?
Su Yun thought to himself as his gaze returned to the pitch-black hole.
If he wanted to know the answer, it was actually very simple. As long as he entered the cave, he would be able to see everything clearly. It was impossible for Yin Mo's corpse to be in the cave, so what could be inside? What was emitting such a powerful demonic aura?
Su Yun rubbed his chin and thought for a while before finally deciding to take a look. What he desired the most right now was strength. Whether it was to find his parents or the Suicide Valley, he needed too many things. If there was anything strange inside, wouldn't it be a fortuitous encounter for him? There were some things that would last a lifetime if he missed them.
He took a deep breath and stared at the pitch-black hole. In the end, he decided to go down and take a look.
He sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave for a long time, meditating and resting, using pills to mediate. After he had recovered, he held the Tribulation Fire Sword in one hand and the Seventh Tier Imperial Equipment flag in the other and jumped into the pitch-black hole.
He jumped into the hole, only to find that the hole was extremely deep, as if he couldn't see the bottom. He didn't know how long he had been falling, but when his feet hit the ground, Su Yun realized that he had landed on a flight of steps.
However, what made his scalp tingle was that this flight of steps, which extended for over a hundred floors, was actually made of bones.
The air was filled with dense demonic aura that couldn't be dispelled. They floated in all directions, and one could vaguely see terrifying wailing faces within the demonic aura. They collided everywhere, floated everywhere, and finally flew up into the sky, overflowing into the world through the hole.
It was indeed a different world.
Su Yun looked down the stairs, stared at it for a moment, and then walked down.
After the stairs, there was a long corridor of white bones. On both sides were pitch-black rock walls, and the distance between the left and right was less than three meters wide. There were no lights, but it didn't matter. With Su Yun's cultivation, he could see everything clearly no matter how dark it was.
"Someone's coming!"
After taking a few steps, a voice suddenly came out.
Su Yun's expression tensed up, the profound qi in his body automatically activated, and looked towards the direction of the voice vigilantly.
The voice came from in front of him, and a transparent spirit body suddenly appeared in front of him. This spirit body was erratic, as if it was about to disappear. Su Yun looked carefully, only to see that the spirit body was in the form of a Devil Cultivator. It was covered in armor, had two horns on its head, and had a wide body. Its eyes were scarlet red, and its skin was frighteningly pale. At this moment, it was carefully sizing up Su Yun.
Su Yun stared at the spirit body and asked: "Who are you?"
However, the spirit body thought for a moment, but did not say anything.
Seeing that, Su Yun suddenly understood.
This spirit body was deliberately left here by the person who built this place. It was only an extremely minute portion of spiritual force, and this trace of spiritual force was only imbued with the things that its master asked it to do. Other than that, it would not do anything else, and it could not even understand most of Su Yun's words.
Its existence should only be to convey some sort of message to the intruder.
Su Yun thought, and sure enough, the spirit body began to speak.
"This is the cenotaph of the Devil Sect's Sect Protector, Lord Yin Mo. According to common sense, others are not allowed to enter this place, or else it would be disrespectful to Lord Yin Mo. However, since you are already here, then you can go to Lord Yin Mo's cenotaph to pay your respects, okay?"
Although the voice was not mechanical, Su Yun still could not hear any emotion. Without a doubt, this was just a programmed speech.
However, Yin Mo was a senior of the Devil Sect, and he was once a member of the Devil Sect. Now that he had barged into someone else's tomb, it was indeed disrespectful.
Su Yun nodded and said, "This junior indeed lacks consideration in coming here. Since that's the case, then this junior will pay his respects and pay his respects to Senior Yin Mo."
The spirit body did not say anything. It turned around and walked forward.
Su Yun followed.
The journey was smooth and unimpeded. There were no traps or arrays, and it was peaceful the entire time.
Finally, at the end of the corridor, Su Yun followed the spirit body to a spacious room.
This room was not as narrow as the corridor. It was extremely large, nearly a hundred meters tall and a thousand meters wide. In this room, there were seven huge white bone statues. Judging from the shape of the statues, they were all Devil Cultivator.
Almost every statue had black lines on it, but it was unknown what they were used for. In front of these statues was a three-meter tall stone statue. The face of the stone statue was very blurry, and its appearance could not be seen clearly. However, there were seven horns carved on its head, and the stone statue was dressed in black armor. On its back were three long flags, with a saber at its waist and a sword in its hand. From the looks of it, the statue should be the Saint Guard Yin Mo, and the clothes on his body must be the battle clothes he wore when he was alive.
"Thirty thousand years ago, the Devil Sect was attacked. In order to protect the safety of the Devil Sect and protect the True Devil Realm, Lord Yin Mo led seven of the strongest Devil Cultivator s of the Devil Sect to attack the last palace of the Nine Layer Immortal Palace, killing Immortal Nine Thousand Immortal Years under the Demon Sword, destroying its leader and causing the Immortal Army to collapse without a fight. However, Lord Yin Mo did not return and was besieged by the immortals for seven days and seven nights. In order to commemorate Lord Yin Mo's achievements, the future generations of demons specially built a thousand cenotaphs, hoping that Lord Yin Mo's unscattered soul could enter the cenotaphs, reincarnate, and revive. This cenotaph is the strongest among the thousand cenotaphs of Lord Yin Mo. This is because the battle armor he wore when he attacked Immortal Jiuqian. "
Just then, the spirit body behind Su Yun spoke.
Although the voice was not loud, Su Yun was still confused by it, and his heart was palpitating with fear.
Immortals? Celestial army? What was that?
What was the Nine-Layered Immortal Palace? Immortal Nine Thousand Years? That should be a very strong existence, right?
Yin Mo actually had the ability to bring only seven people into the tiger's den and behead the tiger?
However, what shocked Su Yun even more was how did the person who built the cenotaph bring Yin Mo's battle armor back to this place? Thinking about it, the person who built this place was definitely not an ordinary person.
It could be said that Su Yun was very unfamiliar with immortals. He had only occasionally seen them mentioned in the books of the Devil Sect in his previous life. As for the Evil and Demon Dao, he had never seen anyone mention them. His understanding of the so-called immortals probably originated from the mortals' understanding of the gods.
Since ancient times, immortals and demons had never coexisted. Su Yun had heard of it before.
Could it be that other than the True Devil Realm, there was another Immortal Realm? Or the True Immortal Realm?
Su Yun thought to himself.
"This is Lord Yin Mo's clothes, please pay your respects." At this moment, the spirit body spoke.
Hearing this, Su Yun nodded. With the Devil Sect's etiquette, he formed a fist with one hand and knelt down on one knee.
After three breaths, he stood up.
"The worship is over. Please leave this place. "
At this moment, the spirit body behind spoke again.
Su Yun nodded and looked around. He discovered that the endless devil qi at the entrance of the cave was emitted from these clothes. Although he knew that these clothes were extraordinary, their devil qi was too strong. It was not something that he could control, so he had no choice but to give up.
Devil artifacts were different from ordinary magic treasures. Powerful devil artifacts could easily cause Spirit Cultivators to lose themselves and be gradually devoured by them. Such a treasure could not be touched without strength.
Su Yun was well aware of this point. He did not have the slightest bit of greed towards Yin Mo's magic treasure. He turned around and walked towards the corridor, preparing to leave this place.
However, just as he walked out of this place, a muffled roar suddenly rang out in this spacious stone room …
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