"There's definitely something wrong with this wall!"
Han Feng explored the wall again and confirmed that there were powerful restrictions on it.
Having such covert methods is actually quite normal.
No sect can prosper forever.
When a sect is powerful, treasures are often just icing on the cake.
But if a sect is in decline, its treasures will become a scourge.
The successive sect leaders of the Corpse Yin Sect were all very clever. Knowing that the sect was declining, they sold off all the treasures because they could not keep them.
This wall has hidden restrictions, which were likely left behind by a powerful figure from the Corpse Yin Sect.
Han Feng's cultivation level is at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Heavenly Immortal realm, and when he unleashes his full power, he is comparable to the early-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
Even his full-force attack couldn't break the barrier.
It seems that the legend of the Corpse Yin Sect having an Immortal King is not just Shen Qingyang bragging; it is very likely true.
Han Feng did not rush to open the restriction himself, but prepared to question Shen Qingyang properly.
As the sect leader of the Corpse Yin Sect, he should know many things.
Han Feng jumped directly from the ninth floor and landed easily on the ground.
"My lord, have you noticed anything amiss?" Shen Qingyang asked hurriedly.
"I saw a restriction in the nine-story black tower. Do you know what it is?" Han Feng asked.
"I don't know either. The Corpse Yin Sect has declined so much in recent years that by my generation we have basically lost everything. If it weren't for the adults taking us in, we might not even have a place to live."
Shen Qingyang looked extremely embarrassed.
The Corpse Yin Sect is really poor, otherwise they wouldn't have recruited rogue cultivators into the sect.
Moreover, he secured eight spots in the Immortal Cleansing Pool; otherwise, Zhang Yi and the other eight Corpse Kings would not have fallen for his trick.
Now that the Corpse Yin Sect has occupied a celestial city for cultivation, he is truly proud of his intelligence and talent.
"If you don't know, that's fine. I'll go up and see for myself."
Han Feng wasn't too disappointed.
"Wait a minute, sir. My Corpse Yin Sect has another ancestor. There are things I don't know, but he might know," Shen Qingyang said quickly.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? Hurry up and let this ancestor come to see my master." Zhang Yi didn't forget to make his presence known.
"The reason I didn't say anything earlier is that this old ancestor is nearing the end of his life and can no longer see you, sir," Shen Qingyang explained.
"It's alright, I'll come to see him too. Lead the way."
"OK."
Shen Qingyang immediately led the way, with Han Feng following behind him.
Before long, the two arrived at the main hall where the Corpse Yin Sect resided.
In a side hall, an old man with a withered face and white hair sat on the bed.
A strong aura of death emanates from him; he probably won't live much longer.
The white-haired old man had no corpse aura, so he probably hadn't turned himself into a corpse.
It's quite common in the Corpse Yin Sect; some people are obsessed with the power of corpses and try to turn themselves into zombies.
Some people, however, are bothered by becoming zombies and thus remain in a human state.
This also aligns with the philosophy of the Corpse Yin Sect, a sect where humans and corpses coexist.
"My lord, this is our Corpse Yin Sect's ancestor, Mo Chengkong, a powerful expert at the Heavenly Immortal realm. However, he is already at the fourth stage of decline and will soon pass away." Shen Qingyang sighed.
"Thank you for saving our Corpse Yin Sect, sir, and for helping this old man fulfill a wish before he dies," Mo Chengkong said with his withered lips.
"I'd like to ask about the restrictions on the walls of the nine-story black tower. What exactly is going on?" Han Feng asked directly.
"Is there really a restriction on the ninth floor of the Black Tower? I didn't expect the legend to be true." Mo Chengkong said in astonishment.
"Doesn't the old man know?"
"I know, but with my cultivation level, I couldn't find the location of the restriction at all. What I can tell you is just a legend from my ancestors, and I don't know if it's true or not. You can take it as a reference."
Mo Chengkong told Han Feng everything he knew.
The Nine-Story Black Tower is actually called the Nine-Story Corpse Tower. The first level contains various techniques for refining corpses.
Among them was a cultivation technique made from the corpse of a powerful immortal king, but it was later destroyed by an elder of the sect as the sect weakened.
The second floor is the Weapon Hall, which contains many magical artifacts.
When the sect was prosperous, there were also top-grade immortal artifacts in the hall.
However, after the sect declined, the top-grade immortal artifacts were sold off, and now there are at most one or two immortal artifacts left.
Both of these magical artifacts are auxiliary items and are practically useless.
The third to ninth floors are filled with powerful zombies. The seventh and eighth floors, and the ninth floor, as Han Feng guessed, contain zombies of celestial immortals, great celestial immortals, and great golden immortals.
“I heard my master say that the Nine-Story Black Tower has a hidden space called the tenth floor, where the corpse of a Celestial King is sealed.”
Mo Chengkong coughed twice forcefully: "I always thought it was fake, but since you've discovered it, it seems it's real."
"Qingyang, give the sect leader's token to this official. With this token, he should be able to enter."
Shen Qingyang took out the sect leader's token and handed it to Han Feng.
"Thank you both."
Han Feng accepted the sect leader's token.
"No need for thanks. We are the ones who should be thanking you. If it weren't for your shelter, our Corpse Yin Sect would have disappeared long ago," Mo Chengkong waved his hand in refusal.
“That’s right, even if the sealed corpse is at the level of a Celestial King, it’s still not something we can touch,” Shen Qingyang declined.
Han Feng returned to the ninth floor of the nine-story black tower, and the sect leader's token floated out from his body.
The sect leader's token flew towards the wall, and the original restrictions immediately disappeared, revealing an entrance.
Han Feng crawled through the entrance and entered a closed space.
The enclosed space was only the size of a room, sealed off by walls on all four sides, with a crystal coffin in the very center.
Beneath the crystal coffin lay a piece of ancient ice, which emitted a chilling aura that nourished the corpse inside.
Han Feng could see the coffin through the crystal, and there lay the body of a woman.
He observed for a while and prepared to open the coffin lid to take a look.
If he sensed anything amiss, Han Feng would immediately close the coffin.
Then he used a life simulation to see what would happen if he opened the coffin.
The moment Han Feng's hand touched the coffin, a flood of memories that weren't his own suddenly appeared in his mind.
"My name is the Immortal Emperor Li Huo. In my previous life, I fought alongside the Great Wilderness Heavenly Emperor in the forbidden zone of life, sacrificing my life and shedding my blood. Later, I perished together with an Immortal Emperor from the Immortal Mountain."
"The Great Wilderness Heavenly Emperor saw my outstanding military achievements and took my body out of the Immortal Mountain. He used his great supernatural powers to revive me, but most of my immortal soul was scattered, and I can only exist in the form of a Yin Corpse."
"I want to fight alongside the Great Wilderness Heavenly Emperor again, but my strength has not recovered. I can only wait until my strength recovers before fighting again. However, my body has become a corpse, and I can no longer follow the path of the previous Immortal Emperor."
"Moreover, I also want to become stronger so that I can help the Great Wilderness Heavenly Emperor as much as possible, and I don't want to hold him back anymore."
A slightly hoarse male voice recounted the extra memories.
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