Chapter 1854
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A dead person …
Ye Qinghan's pupils constricted as he used Gravity Craze to peel the skeleton out. He found that the skeleton was holding a flute and there was a jade pendant at the waist with the word "Battle" carved on it.
"Battle Race?" Ye Qinghan frowned and searched carefully. He found that even the storage ring had decayed over time. It dissipated with a light touch. The treasures inside were naturally not preserved.
Other than the flute and the jade pendant, nothing else was preserved. He could only guess that this person was from the Battle Race.
Ye Qinghan slowly squatted down and carefully examined the skeleton. However, he could not determine what had killed this person. The skeleton had no injuries. Other than the broken leg that he had just stepped on, everything else was intact.
"How could this be? According to the charm of this skeleton, this person should be at least in the Lower Realm. It can't be that he died so strangely, right? "Ye Qinghan stared at the skeleton and muttered to himself. He then reached out to pick up the jade pendant and flute.
When the jade pendant entered his hand, there was a cool feeling. It even had the effect of calming the soul. However, the flute emitted a trace of evil energy, as if it was being targeted by a demon.
Hua!!
Ye Qinghan quickly turned his head. However, there was nothing around him.
Dong dong dong!!
Ye Qinghan's heartbeat sped up involuntarily. It was as if a little deer was pounding against his heart.
This strange feeling shrouded Ye Qinghan's heart. He had no choice but to take out the Ruyi Bell and hold it tightly in his hand. The pure Buddhist mystery shrouded it and drove away evil energy. Filthy things could not get close to him. Only then did the strange feeling lessen slightly.
Weng — — —
Ye Qinghan gently shook the Ruyi Bell. The sound of the bell reverberated in all directions.
Weng!!
The sound of the bell hit the surrounding mountains and reverberated incessantly. It was as if ten thousand Buddhas were chanting sutras. It was incomparably tragic.
Ye Qinghan heaved a sigh of relief. He looked down at the skeleton beneath his feet and clasped his hands together. He said seriously, "Senior, I did not mean to destroy your skeleton. I hope you can forgive me. It's better for me to bury you here than in the wilderness."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Ye Qinghan brought the skeleton to the courtyard. With a wave of his hand, he quickly dug a deep hole and placed the skeleton inside. Then, he covered the hole with soil and carved a simple tombstone with the words: Tomb of the Nameless.
Following which, Ye Qinghan quickly searched through the other rooms, but there was nothing special. However, this place was very strange. Even the table had been preserved to this day, and the items on it were in perfect condition. It was as though time had stopped, and it was also as though a village had traveled through time and arrived here.
Ye Qinghan continued to search for other courtyards.
Ye Qinghan searched through more than half of the nearly one hundred courtyards and found that most of them were the same. There was nothing too surprising about them. His hanging heart gradually relaxed.
"I'm just scaring myself. This place has been deserted for so many years. What strange things could there be?" Ye Qinghan muttered to himself, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
Suddenly, the largest courtyard house in the middle caught his attention.
Ye Qinghan came to the courtyard and saw a plaque hanging under the eaves. On it were the words "Supreme Residence". The words were exactly the same as the words "Ghost Town" at the entrance of the village. It was majestic and majestic, as if it wanted to swallow the mountains and rivers.
"How strange. A small village would actually have such a domineering name. Supreme … How many kings and saintesses do not dare to call themselves self-respecting? There is actually someone in this village who dares to hang the "Supreme Residence" at the entrance. "
Ye Qinghan's lips curled into a smile. His eyes looked at the sculptures on both sides. Suddenly, his smile froze and his expression changed abruptly.
The sculptures on both sides of this courtyard were different from others. The stone sculpture on the left was actually the original body of the White Fen Clan. The sculpture on the left was a never before seen mythical beast. It was vivid and lifelike, and its aura was overwhelming. It was as if it had come alive and could shatter the heavens at any time.
The White Fen represented fate! Fate guarded the residence. The other mythical beast represented strength. This meant that the owner of this residence had the strength to control the mountains and rivers. He also had the fate to control the mountains and rivers. His aura was not something a normal Supreme could compare to!
Ye Qinghan took a deep breath and looked at the entrance of the residence. He really wanted to push the door open and take a look!
Boom!!
Ye Qinghan lightly stepped forward. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated. The flute in his left hand vibrated, and evil energy shot out in all directions. A faintly discernible black thread wrapped around his wrist.
Eh?
Ye Qinghan was shocked. He wanted to throw the flute away, but he could not do so. It was as if it was stuck.
"Damn!"
Ye Qinghan cursed. His left hand was enveloped in flames. He wanted to refine the flute, but a cool feeling came from the flute. It actually blocked out the True Dragon Fire Marrow, and was unable to harm it at all.
Hua!!
The sixteenth-grade True Dragon Fire Marrow could burn anything, but it was unable to harm the flute. It could be seen how terrifying the material of the flute was. This flute was probably not an ordinary object.
Boom!!!
The door of the Supreme Residence opened with a bang and slammed into the wall. It was as if it had slammed into Ye Qinghan's heart. The shock caused him to bleed from his orifices. Especially his heart. It hurt so much that he almost fainted.
Dong dong dong!!
Ye Qinghan's heart raced as he stared into the depths of the Sovereign Residence. It was dark and gloomy, and the rain was pouring down, obscuring his vision. But before he could even react, the flute in his hand dragged him toward the Sovereign Residence.
"Fuck … did I meet a ghost?"
Ye Qinghan screamed. He fiercely shook the Wishful Bell in his hand. The bell rang, and Buddhist light enveloped his golden body.
"Amitabha. Immeasurable Deity … I don't believe in gods! But now I do. You two supreme Eternal Sovereigns, help me take this flute away … "
Ye Qinghan's expression changed. But an unshakable force came from his left arm and dragged him into the Supreme Residence.
Boom!!
The Supreme Residence's door was sealed. Only then did Ye Qinghan feel that the flute in his hand was no longer dragging him forward. However, there was still a force pulling him into the depths of the residence.
The courtyard was overgrown with weeds. The spiritual energy was oppressive, but it was also filled with an awe-inspiring aura that made people tremble with fear.
Suddenly, Ye Qinghan's heart was struck by lightning. He thought about how the Battle Clansman's eyes had sunk in and his five fingers were tightly clenched. This situation had a fatal similarity with his current situation. Immediately, he was enlightened. He guessed the cause of the Battle Clansman's death!
"He was scared to death? Impossible!!! "
Ye Qinghan cried out in fear. What kind of situation could scare a Saint Child level king to death?
Looking at the deep residence, Ye Qinghan felt that it was even more terrifying than looking at hell. He finally did not want to investigate this place any further. He involuntarily retreated until he reached the entrance. He reached out his hand to pull the door lock, but it did not budge. He could not help but be furious.
Boom — — —
Ye Qinghan swung his palm at the door. However, the door shot out rays of light in all directions. It directly sent him flying and he fell heavily into the courtyard.
Pu!!
Ye Qinghan seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. His face turned pale. He now understood that he was trapped. If he wanted to leave, he had to enter the Supreme Residence.
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