This is …
Yi Yun instantly unsheathed the pure Yang broken sword. The distorted faces were identical to the ones Yi Yun had seen in Dong Xiaowan's body!
Without a doubt, Dong Xiaowan had been possessed by one of them.
Although Yi Yun had the Purple Crystal that could restrain these evil beings, there were probably thousands or even tens of thousands of them lurking underground. If so many of them were to charge out at once, Yi Yun would die a tragic death no matter how strong he was.
He hesitated as he retreated, but after taking a few steps, he stopped. He realized that the faces hidden underground were not moving. Although some of the faces had hideous expressions, there were also many faces that were in a state of slumber. Their faces were grayish-white and their eyes were tightly shut. Some of their faces were even covered in wrinkles, making them look like dried corpses.
Yi Yun pondered for a moment before holding his breath. He opened up a distance and slowly approached from high in the sky.
He circled around a gigantic building and finally saw where the evil beings were lurking.
It was a cemetery that stretched as far as the eye could see!
There were gray rocks and tombs that had collapsed. There were broken stone tablets everywhere, half buried in the soil. The text on the stone tablets had long been eroded by the elements. It was unknown how long they had been there.
A dilapidated city, an abandoned cemetery, as well as evil beings lurking in the ancient tombs …
Such a scene left Yi Yun incredulous.
What had happened here?
At that moment, Yi Yun was flying a thousand meters above the cemetery. Although he wanted to probe the situation, he did not dare to descend. It was too risky. Once the evil beings were to collectively awaken and swarm him, he would probably be devoured until there was nothing left of him.
But if he were to retreat just like that, what was the point of coming to the ruin?
Yi Yun was caught in a dilemma.
He knew very well that the wisest course of action was to retreat. From the looks of it, it was indeed as Dong Xiaowan had said. There were no opportunities, only oddities and curses. However, Yi Yun had a nagging feeling that he would miss out on many things if he were to leave just like that.
Yi Yun stayed in midair for a long while before he slowly descended, foot after foot. Yi Yun's speed was very slow and he was very careful. It took him fifteen minutes to descend halfway.
However, at that moment, Yi Yun saw a scene that left him extremely astonished.
In this boundless gray graveyard, he saw a woman in white standing in front of a dilapidated grave, standing there calmly.
She looked to be in her twenties, and one couldn't feel the slightest aura of a powerhouse from her body. She was like an ordinary mortal woman, but her temperament was like the blue moon in the nine heavens, an orchid on an iceberg, noble and cold, making people not dare to have the slightest idea of profanity.
Who was she!?
Yi Yun felt a jolt through his mind. He had been carefully observing the entire tomb to prevent any evil entities from sneaking up on him. However, he did not see the woman.
This woman seemed to have appeared out of thin air, but looking at her calm demeanor, it was as if she had been standing there for a long time.
Is she a ghost?
Yi Yun did not descend any further. He focused all his attention on the woman as he circulated his Yuan Qi to its limits. No one could remain calm when a white-dressed woman appeared out of thin air in a cemetery filled with evil beings.
However, this woman's temperament was otherworldly, as if she was a goddess from the heavens. She seemed completely unrelated to the strangeness of this place.
"You can come down. The evil beings here will not harm you, nor will I harm you."
The woman said softly. Her voice was ethereal and pleasant to the ears, as if it came from the heavens. However, the language she spoke was an ancient language that Yi Yun had never heard before. Strangely, Yi Yun could understand it completely. It was as if the voice resounded in his mind, conveying its meaning to him.
Yi Yun hesitated for a moment. Faced with such a strange scene, anyone with a little bit of rationality would not believe the woman's words. However, Yi Yun's intuition told him that the woman was not an evil being. Be it her aura or her projection in the Purple Crystal's energy vision, it indicated this point.
Yi Yun took a deep breath as he gripped the pure Yang broken sword tightly and landed.
Yi Yun landed a hundred feet away from the white-dressed woman.
The woman's body was covered in a faint halo, as if it was condensed from the essence of the moon and stars. Her white clothes were like snow, forming a stark contrast with the gray world around her. As such, despite her standing in the middle of the abandoned tomb, the feeling she gave Yi Yun was that she seemed to be independent of this world. It was as if she was standing in an alternate space.
The woman looked over as she looked at Yi Yun with a pair of eyes that seemed to contain infinite divine light. At the instant she saw Yi Yun, the woman revealed a look of puzzlement. At the same time, a cold voice entered Yi Yun's ears, "Your aura … seems somewhat familiar."
Familiar?
Yi Yun was certain that he did not know the mysterious woman.
The woman's expression quickly recovered its coldness as she said lightly, "It's just a sense of familiarity. However, you should not know her, so you don't have to mind it."
The woman's words came out of nowhere, leaving Yi Yun at a loss.
However, he believed that the woman in front of him had an unfathomable cultivation level. The sense of familiarity she felt towards him was definitely not an illusion. Then, where did the sense of familiarity come from?
"Senior, may I know who you are …"
Yi Yun cupped his fists and asked. The woman seemed like she could fly away at any moment. She did not look like someone who belonged to this world. Yi Yun did not even know if she was human.
"There is no need for you to know my name …" The white-dressed woman shook her head. "You are not more than sixty years old, yet you are able to sense the secret hidden beneath this tomb. How did you do it? I'm quite curious."
When the white-dressed woman asked, Yi Yun felt apprehensive. The woman could accurately tell his age at a glance, and the question she asked involved his secret. Yi Yun felt like he had been seen through in front of the white-dressed woman.
"You don't have to be nervous. I have no ill intentions towards you. It's just that you seem to have experienced many fortuitous encounters. With your hard work, your strength seems to far exceed warriors at the same level as you. It reminds me of someone …"
"Senior, who are you referring to?" Yi Yun held his breath. The woman's insight made him feel uneasy. It was as if she could see through everything.
What level of strength did such a person have?
Yi Yun suddenly felt that there were too many experts in this world that he did not know of. Their realms far exceeded his imagination.
Upon hearing Yi Yun's inquiry, the white-dressed woman sighed. Her eyes were filled with fascination as if she had sunk into deep thought. "It's an old friend. You look very similar to him …"
Him?
Yi Yun frowned slightly. The white-dressed woman's words seemed like she was speaking in riddles. The words she used first mentioned "her" before "him". Yi Yun had no idea what the white-dressed woman was talking about.
"My name is Divine Dream."
The white-dressed woman suddenly said her name and turned around indifferently.
Yi Yun was stunned. He originally thought that she would not tell him her name, but she had suddenly said it.
Divine Dream?
He did not remember such a name in any of the books he had read.
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