After He Bing sent the photo of the bone altar in front of him back to the Songtao City headquarters, he received a call soon.

This altar is exactly the same as some of the bone altars seen in the secret realm of the Dry Bone Temple. Now the City Defense Office suspects that the natives in the secret realm of the Dry Bone Temple may have left the secret realm and come to their world.

This discovery alarmed the top brass of the City Defense Office, and the three directors immediately held an emergency meeting to discuss the matter.

I originally thought that although the Bone Temple Secret Realm was a third-level secret realm, it was not very dangerous. The most important reason was that the undead creatures in the Bone Temple would never leave the secret realm. On the one hand, they seemed to have no interest in the real world. On the other hand, because the real world lacked the breath of the undead, this breath was a necessity for the undead, just like air is to humans. Without the breath of the undead, although these undead creatures would not die immediately, they would quickly become weak and slowly die.

But no one expected that there would be a bone altar in such an abandoned village, and it seemed that this bone altar had existed for quite some time.

Soon, after investigation by Zhang Chao and Xu Feng, they found that there were seven or eight similar bone altars in the entire village. According to the number and scale of these bone altars, at least hundreds of people were killed. This would have been considered a major case at any time.

Several people searched the entire village, and found nothing unusual except these bone altars.

"Captain, it might be in the Dead Man's Ditch. The negative energy there is so strong that even undead creatures can survive there!" Xu Feng frowned.

"Go to the Dead Man's Ditch!" He Bing's face turned pale, and he waved his hand, and everyone ran quickly towards the Dead Man's Ditch.

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Dead Man's Ditch, in an underground cave.

This is a naturally formed cave, which was later excavated artificially to make it larger. A skinny figure wearing a black robe that was almost rotting and disintegrating was fiddling with several mummies.

This seemingly old figure quickly peeled off the bones of the mummies, placed them aside, and swept the remaining skin and flesh into the trash can.

All the bones turned into materials in his hands. With a raise of his right hand, a ball of black flame appeared out of nowhere and began to burn a bone he had selected.

As the flames burned, the bone seemed to melt and turned into a pool of flowing liquid that was as textured as mercury. Under the control of the figure, the liquid kept changing its shape. Then, one white bone after another was thrown into the black flames and all turned into bone liquid like mercury.

Countless balls of liquid danced in the air, some merged together, and some became fixed shapes. After a while, a beast's body made entirely of white bones appeared in front of the figure.

"Go stay aside, we'll need you sometimes!" An old voice came from the mouth of the figure. Suddenly, green flames appeared in the eye sockets of the assembled skeleton beast, and it obediently walked to the other side of the cave.

Here, there are at least hundreds of skeleton beasts densely packed together. These skeleton beasts are like statues, standing still in the same place.

This newly created skeleton beast stood in line, the green flames in its eye sockets slowly extinguished, and it became no different from the other skeleton beasts.

Just as the figure was about to continue extracting bones to create a skeleton beast, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Do you want to use this garbage to open the door to a new world for your master?"

"Who is it!" the figure shouted in a low voice.

"Turns out it's a necromancer!" A ball of black flame burned in the cave, and after a moment it turned into an old man in a gray robe.

This old man also had skinny cheeks and his eyes had no whites at all. They were completely black, as if they were carved out of obsidian.

"What are you? A zombie? No, that's not right. Although your Qi has been almost completely destroyed, there is still a trace of life in you!" The necromancer who created the skeleton beast whispered, "You are also a necromancer. I can smell the breath of the undead from you... An Eastern necromancer?"

“Hehehe, we don’t call them mages here, we call them monks!” The old man smiled and said, “Do you want to revive the true master who was suppressed in the secret realm of the Dry Bone Temple? I can help you!”

"These skeleton beasts are still useful against ordinary people, but against extraordinary people, they can only cause them a little trouble at most, which is of no use!" The old man said to the group of skeleton beasts not far away, with a look of disdain on his face.

"What do you want?" the necromancer asked directly. He had sneaked out of the secret realm of the Temple of Bones a year ago and had been preparing for his master's resurrection. Unfortunately, he was alone and weak, and in the real world, without the nourishment of the undead, he almost collapsed and died.

He managed to survive by chance after finally discovering the Dead Man's Valley, a place suitable for the survival of the undead.

He also knew that he alone had limited power and could not provide much support to his mentor. Now that someone came to him seeking cooperation, he naturally wanted it more than ever.

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“Holy Crystal of the Undead!” A gleam of light flashed in the old man’s dark eyes. The body of a zombie is also a body that is hated by heaven. Although it is immortal and can be comparable to a god when it reaches its peak, the sequelae are too great. Every time it advances, it will suffer the wrath of thunder, like a thunder tribulation. It is impossible for a zombie to advance all the way and reach the final state of a zombie body.

If he could survive once or twice, he would have exhausted his own blessings. If he could not survive successfully, even if he became a zombie, he would only live for another three to five hundred years, which would be meaningless to him.

What the old man wanted was the legendary immortal wizard body, so that he could become a great wizard like Chi You and Hou Yi in the legendary mythology, immortal and indestructible, and would not be hated by the heavens, and there would be no thunder disaster every time he advanced.

If one wants to have such a legendary physique, one must use the Holy Crystal of the Undead, die first and then come back to life, so that one can possess the most basic bloodline of the witch clan.

"Holy Crystal of the Dead? You actually knew about the existence of the Holy Crystal of the Dead!" The Necromancer's face changed. The Holy Crystal of the Dead was the most precious treasure of his mentor. The resurrected mentor would be very weak and would also need the Holy Crystal of the Dead to restore his strength. It was impossible for him to give it to the person in front of him.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you can help me rescue my mentor, I will give you the Holy Crystal of the Undead!" the Necromancer said immediately.

"It's settled then!" The old man nodded with a strange smile on his face.

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(End of this chapter)