The ancient stone gate stood between heaven and earth.
That desolate and terrifying aura spread out in all directions, causing the depths of one's soul to tremble uncontrollably.
When the last figure shot into the stone gate, the ancient gate shook violently. Then, it slowly became illusory and finally disappeared from this world.
…
It was a misty world, as if it was night. The moonlight was pale, and one could vaguely see countless erratic green flames swimming in the air, enveloping a radius of a hundred kilometers.
Dark, silent, desolate, strange …
"Buzz …"
At that moment, the space suddenly distorted. Then, several figures slowly walked out of the distorted space, followed by dozens of streaks of baleful aura.
It was Ye Chen, Daoist Beiyan, and the rest.
"Is this the Yin Ruins?"
As soon as Ye Chen walked out of the spatial rift, he felt his feet sink. His body began to fall rapidly. He adjusted himself hurriedly before stabilizing himself.
He was not the only one. Even the Patriarch of Hell and the rest were no exception. Many early-stage Soul Formation cultivators fell from the sky and landed heavily on the ground.
"What a powerful Law of Gravity!"
After the Patriarch of Hell stabilized his body, a solemn expression flashed across his face, "The Law of Gravity here is at least ten times that of Earth …"
"Fellow Daoist Hell is right."
Daoist Beiyan smiled faintly and said, "Something that weighs 50 kilograms on Earth is equivalent to 500 kilograms here. The stronger one's cultivation base is, the more terrifying the Law of Gravity they have to endure. When I first stepped into this place, I was also in a rather sorry state."
Someone below cried out in surprise, "Look, what's this?"
Everyone looked over and saw a sea of corpses and bones. There were all kinds of skeletons. Some belonged to unknown beasts, while others belonged to humans. They ranged from one meter to more than ten meters.
The sea of bones was boundless. From time to time, there would be flickering flames floating into the air from the sea of bones. If there were ordinary people present, they would definitely be scared to death by so many will-o '-the-wisps.
"So many corpses …"
Ye Chen's eyes focused slightly. He could not help but look at Daoist Beiyan after sensing the endless vile energy, "Fellow Daoist Beiyan, where are we?"
"This is the Demon Corpse Sea, located at the extreme west of Yin Xu."
Meeting everyone's gazes, Daoist Darknorth couldn't help but explain, "It's said that this place used to be an ancient battlefield that was filled with countless corpses and bones. It can be said that this place is filled with Yin energy, and most importantly, after ten thousand years, these corpses gave birth to …"
"Kacha …"
Before he could finish speaking, an exceptionally clear and ear-piercing sound suddenly rang out from the silent mountain of corpses and sea of bones.
Under the pale moonlight, a human corpse that was closest to Ye Chen and the rest stood up slowly. Its pale joints made cracking sounds from moving too much.
This sudden and strange scene would probably scare an ordinary person to the point of breaking down on the spot.
Someone exclaimed, "It moved!!!"
"Kacha kacha …"
Before the crowd could react, one, two, three … corpses stood up in an extremely strange manner, followed by a series of bone-chilling sounds of joints cracking.
"Da da da …"
The corpses that seemed to have come back to life turned their skulls at the same time. As their chins moved, their empty eyes looked at Ye Chen and the rest.
Under everyone's burning gazes, white flames appeared out of thin air between the eyebrows of the corpses that were initially empty.
Ye Chen was surprised when he saw that, "Soul Fire?"
With his experience, he naturally knew that there were immortal cultivators, demonic cultivators, demonic cultivators, ghost cultivators, and corpse cultivators in this world. Corpse cultivators were divided into two types, zombies and undead.
A person's body would not rot after death. Due to the special terrain, the corpse transformation was called a zombie. If the corpse decayed and only a corpse was left, and the corpse did not rot after countless years, it would gradually give birth to spirituality.
The way this thing gave birth to spirituality was the soul fire, which was also the origin of undead life. Once the soul fire was extinguished, it meant that it would never be reincarnated.
"Kacha …"
In an instant, hundreds of corpses were resurrected. Hundreds of pairs of hollow bone eyes looked at Ye Chen and the rest in a strange manner.
The Patriarch of Hell could not help but chuckle, "What? Are these ignorant fools trying to rob us? "
"They're at most equivalent to Foundation Building cultivators. I can turn their bones into ashes in a single breath …" the Patriarch of Green Spirit said disdainfully.
"No, don't be rash!"
Daoist Beiyan hurriedly stopped everyone and quickly took a few steps forward. He cupped his fists at the hundreds of standing corpses and said, "Everyone, I'm from Hope City. This is my identity token. Please do me a favor …"
After saying that, he immediately flicked his sleeve, and a golden token with a nine-clawed golden dragon imprinted on it landed on the hundreds of corpses.
Boom!
Suddenly, a white bone hand reached out from the sea of bones. The bone hand easily caught the golden token.
Soon after, under everyone's gazes, a silver corpse slowly stood up from the depths of the ground. Then, it floated in the air and sized up everyone coldly.
There was an incomparably vigorous flame between its brows. From afar, it looked like lightning was being born within it.
As it appeared, the hundreds of corpses immediately knelt on one knee and kowtowed to the ground respectfully.
"Silver corpse …"
When the Patriarch of Hell saw this, he could not help but be extremely surprised. He clicked his tongue and said, "This is obviously an indestructible golden body. It seems like this corpse was also a powerhouse when it was alive. Its cultivation base is probably not lower than perfected Soul Formation."
"And it's a body cultivator …" Ye Chen added.
After ordinary cultivators died, their True Origin Energy and vital energy would dry up, and their bodies would collapse. If one wanted to maintain the indestructible golden body, they could only do so by focusing on cultivating their bodies when they were alive.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Beiyan from Hope City."
The silver corpse nodded at Daoist Beiyan indifferently. Then, it looked at Ye Chen and the rest with its hollow eyes, "Who are they?"
"Fellow Silver Wing, these people are all from China. I brought them to the Yin Ruins to train …" Daoist Beiyan said with a smile.
"Training?"
The silver corpse seemed to sneer, "China actually has such a powerful force. Looks like the other existences in the Yin Ruins have underestimated you."
With that, he waved his hand, "Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of corpses behind him moved aside, opening up a path for everyone.
"Thank you, Fellow Silver Wing. Please send my regards to Supreme Lord Triyou when you return. Our country came from the Devil Corpse Sea to maintain our friendship …"
Daoist Beiyan cupped his fists again and threw a storage bag at the former. Then, he led everyone away from the boundless sea of corpses and bones.
On the other hand, Ye Chen looked at the depths of the Devil Corpse Sea thoughtfully. He could feel a terrifying aura there.
(End of this chapter)
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