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Chapter 559

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After leaving the place shrouded in purple gas, He Yiming looked back and said with a smile, "Brother Chu and Lightning are really lucky to have found such a good place. After this cultivation, Brother Chu can at least save several years of hard work. "

Chu Haozhou had not advanced to the Five Qis Unification for a long time. If he wanted to completely stabilize the state, he would need at least one or two years of hard work. However, since he encountered the rare Eastern Purple Gas on the way, he could save a few years of hard work.

108's eyes suddenly lit up, and the light that was like a small sun illuminated the surroundings as if it was daytime.

Previously, when Chu Haozhou was here, 108 was quite restrained and did not reveal any inhuman flaws. At this moment, since the eyesore was no longer here, 108 naturally did not need to hide.

After a while, 108 said, "There's another cave ahead. There are no signs of life inside, so you can enter without worry."

He Yiming shrugged his shoulders and said, "Lead the way."

He Yiming still believed in 108's judgment.

After a short while, He Yiming and the other person entered another huge cave. The area of this cave was only a little smaller than the cave with the Halo Stone at the beginning.

However, after arriving here, He Yiming was slightly startled, then he showed a dumbfounded expression on his face.

108 just said that there were no signs of life here. He was right, there were indeed no living people here, but there were more than 10 skeletons.

In other words, at least 10 people came here before, but they were already dead, so they could not be considered living people.

The strong light in 108's eyes did not dissipate, but it emitted a light that was several times brighter than a torch.

With such a lighting tool, He Yiming was quite comfortable.

He glanced at the corpses on the ground, then carefully looked around, and finally found another cave.

This cave was the last passage other than the one they came from. After arriving here, He Yiming finally understood that he was close to his destination.

Walking toward the last cave, He Yiming's gaze intentionally or unintentionally glanced at a certain corpse.

His footsteps suddenly stopped, and his originally indifferent gaze suddenly became dignified.

Slowly, He Yiming's back exuded a trace of cold sweat. He tried his best to restrain his mind, suppressing the great fear in the depths of his heart.

After changing direction, He Yiming walked toward the corpse on the ground.

Although 108 didn't understand what He Yiming wanted to do, as a responsible bodyguard, he silently followed He Yiming and turned in the direction.

After arriving at the corpse, He Yiming looked up and down.

This corpse had been dead for an unknown number of years, and even his clothes had completely rotted away. The only thing left was a skeleton.

However, what attracted He Yiming's attention was not the skeleton, but a few small round beads flashing on the skeleton.

He Yiming stretched out his hand, and the bones made a crisp sound. The small round beads embedded in the bones immediately flew into his hand.

Gently turning it, He Yiming felt the power contained in the beads, and his face became quite unsightly.

After pondering for a long time, he finally made a decision. His hands continuously waved, and in a short moment, several parts of the corpse cracked open, including the space between its eyebrows.

Six Sariras appeared neatly in He Yiming's hand, and one of them was especially large. It was the large Sarira between the eyebrows.

He Yiming suddenly stopped just now because he accidentally saw the Sarira on the corpse, which was why he came over to take a look.

He sighed deeply. Given that the corpse had 6 Sariras, it was definitely not someone who had just become a Venerable One, but a powerhouse who was in the Five Qis Unification and was probably not inferior to Chu Haozhou.

Having said that, even such a figure had died here without a sound. It was clear that this was not a good place.

After hesitating for a while, He Yiming walked toward another corpse. When he arrived at the corpse, his face took on a ghastly expression.

There was a sarira on the corpse as well.

Ou Yangming summoned the Sariras on the corpse. There were not 6 of them, but there were as many as 5 of them.

He Yiming faintly felt a sense of fear in his heart. This feeling was getting more and more intense.

He quickened his pace and hurriedly walked around. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice house, and he even began to tremble a little.

There were 16 corpses, and each of them had a Sarira. The least was 3, and the most was 9.

He Yiming knew that the number of Sariras represented the person's martial arts achievements when they were alive. According to Chu Haozhou, 4 Sariras were already in the Five Qis Unification realm.

If 9 Sariras were present, the person would be a top-notch powerhouse second only to Deity.

Looking at the 16 large Sariras and the dozens of small Sariras in his hand, He Yiming only felt his hair stand on end, and he almost ran away.

As conceited as he was, he knew he was no match for these people. Since these people had all died, this place must be quite dangerous. In the face of such danger, he did not have the slightest ability to resist at all.

108 looked at the Sarira in He Yiming's hand and suddenly asked, "Do you need these?"

He Yiming was slightly stunned. "You have Sariras?"

One hundred and eight stretched out his hand, and from his palm, a sarira fell one after another. In a short while, a total of seventy-two sariras fell at He Yiming's feet.

He Yiming looked at them in shock for some time, then he suddenly felt that the Sariras gave him a familiar feeling.

He Yiming hesitated for a while, then he carefully identified them. Among the 72 Sariras, there were 12 large Sariras and 60 small Sariras. Above each relic, there was a faint trace of blood.

He Yiming pondered for a while, then he finally came to a realization. "The Blood Condensation People?"

108 nodded and said, "After Lightning destroyed the Blood Condensation People, I picked up these beads."

He Yiming had mixed feelings. He recalled the contents of the Blood Condensation Scripture, then he was moved when he looked at the Sariras in his hand.

That said, he knew it was not a day's work to cultivate a Blood Condensation People, so he could only put this matter aside for the time being.

"Brother Bai, take a look at how many years these people have been dead for," He Yiming asked in a deep voice.

108 scanned their bodies and answered, "They're at least 3,000 years old, but it's strange that their bones aren't weathered at all. This should be related to the Sariras, right?"

He Yiming nodded. He Yiming knew very well about the Sariras' magical effects. They could even be used to create fog people, let alone maintain the integrity of some corpses.

"Check how they died."

108's eyes lit up. Instead of making a move, he shone the corpses with his light, then they slowly dimmed.

"These people were hit in their chests. Their chests were crushed, so they died on the spot," 108 answered without any hesitation.

He Yiming's face changed. He rolled his eyes and asked fiercely, "Did they die on the same day?"

This time, 108 did not answer right away. Instead, he scanned the entire cave from head to toe before he answered, "According to my investigation and my conjecture about the directions that the corpses fell in, these people probably entered the cave at the same time. For some reason, their hearts were hit by something almost at the same time, which is why they all died."

He Yiming's face turned even paler. If 108's deduction was correct, it meant that someone or a certain creature had made a move and killed the 16 Venerable Ones in an instant.

Sixteen Venerables. What kind of powerful existences were they? Yet, they were killed like chickens and ducks.

One could imagine how shocked He Yiming was when he realized the truth.

He took deep breaths to suppress the boiling feeling in his heart, then he fixed his gaze on the last cave.

He had a vague feeling that he might be able to solve the mystery if he entered the cave.

Even so, what would he encounter if he entered? If he encountered the culprit that killed the 16 Venerable Ones, he would not be able to escape even if he had wings.

108 suddenly turned around and said, "I'll go in and take a look first. Wait outside."

He Yiming was stunned. He quickly pulled the young fellow back and said, "It's dangerous."

There was no expression on Hundred and Eight's face, as if he wasn't talking about himself. "I am immortal."

He Yiming opened his mouth and pondered for a moment. He thought of his uniqueness and the fact that even the Black Shark King couldn't bite him. Instead, the Black Shark King's teeth were broken. The scales in his heart finally tilted.

He Yiming let go of Ou Yangming's hand and noted, "Be careful. If you encounter something that you can't fight against, retreat right away. We'll escape together, and we'll surely be able to escape."

Even He Yiming dared not say that they would be able to defeat it at this moment. Faced with something so terrifying and unknown, it would be a blessing to be able to escape safely.

Hundred and Eight nodded slightly and walked towards the dark cave.

Seeing as he was about to step into the cave, He Yiming finally could not hold it in anymore. He shouted softly, "Be careful …"

108 seemed to have moved, but he did not turn around. He uttered calmly, "Trust me!"

108 flashed and disappeared into the darkness. He Yiming's mouth twitched. "Of course, I trust you. Apart from driving the ship, I trust you for sure …"

Time seemed to pass very slowly as he stood there all by himself. In particular, He Yiming was frightened out of his wits when he looked at the 16 Venerable Ones' corpses.

He pursed his lips and dug a big hole to bury the 16 corpses.

However, until now, there was still no news from Hundred and Eight.

He Yiming gritted his teeth. Just as he was hesitating whether or not to charge in recklessly, he heard the familiar sound of footsteps coming from inside the cave …

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