Upon hearing his question, a hysterical laugh echoed from inside the tomb: "Human or ghost? Hahaha, neither human nor ghost in life, neither human nor ghost for countless years, you ask me if I'm human or ghost."
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The Demon Emperor frowned: "I don't have time to play riddles with you."
Wu Liang was full of admiration. If it were him, he would have been scared out of his wits by the sounds coming from the ancient tomb. You know, in all his years of tomb raiding, although he had encountered some zombies, he had never encountered one that could talk.
According to ancient clan traditions, encountering a talking creature in an ancient tomb almost always means certain death. Either the creature is so powerful that it has developed consciousness, or it is an extremely powerful being that has lived for countless years. Either way, it proves the terrifying strength of the creature.
The Demon Emperor actually has the leisure to chat with such a being; is this truly the confidence of a powerful being?
Seemingly sensing the impatience in his tone, the voice chuckled: "I sense the aura of the Golden Crow on you. You are of the Golden Crow bloodline, aren't you?"
The Demon Emperor and the Golden Crow Prince exchanged a glance: "So what if it is?"
"Speaking of which, I should be considered your ancestor for countless generations," the voice said calmly.
Wu Liang's expression was strange; these words sounded like an insult.
Prince Jinwu was startled and hurriedly looked at his father.
The Demon Emperor remained calm: "Heh, you think I'd believe that?"
"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. After all, I'm not your direct ancestor," the voice paused, then suddenly said, "Young man, I sense a familiar aura on you. The Sun-Shooting Bow is with you, isn't it?"
Prince Jinwu was startled: "How did you know?"
Even the Demon Emperor couldn't help but frown.
The voice chuckled a few times, its tone unusually forlorn: "This bow was once a sacred object of my clan, how could I not know it?"
"Nonsense! The Sun-Shooting Bow has been the divine weapon of the Golden Crow clan since ancient times. How could it belong to any other clan? Besides, don't spread rumors here. I can't sense any Golden Crow bloodline here either," the Demon Emperor said coldly. If the other party hadn't immediately identified them as Golden Crows and sensed the presence of the Sun-Shooting Bow, he wouldn't have bothered to waste words with them.
Wu Liang, who was standing to the side, was shocked. He didn't have the Golden Crow bloodline.
I originally thought that this unknown place was located in the Golden Crow Imperial Mausoleum, and must have some connection with the Golden Crow clan. Based on what this guy said before, I thought it was a story of recognizing one's ancestors, which would have been a happy ending for everyone.
But now it seems that's not the case, which means danger.
At this moment, the voice from the ancient tomb let out a strange laugh: "Hahaha, who would have thought that with the passage of time, the Sun-Shooting Bow, which almost wiped out the Golden Crow lineage back then, is now regarded as a family heirloom by the descendants of the Golden Crow."
The Demon Emperor and the Golden Crow Prince's expressions changed drastically: "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Then the voice said, "Since you were able to get here, you must have passed through Feather Mountain before. What did you feel at that time?"
Prince Jinwu's heart skipped a beat. He felt uneasy and inexplicably palpitated.
Even the Emperor was the same way; otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to be so cautious, sending Zu'an and the others ahead to scout the way, which instead allowed them to escape successfully.
Of course, he is, after all, a leading figure among the younger generation. After the initial panic upon entering the place, he has gradually calmed down and no longer shows these emotions on his face.
The Demon Emperor, who had been secretly observing him, nodded in approval. This kid truly lived up to my expectations after all these years of careful cultivation; he hadn't disappointed me.
Seeing that they did not answer, the voice did not mind and continued, "Even if you don't say anything, I can roughly guess why. The reason why Yushan is called Yushan is because your Golden Crow ancestor was shot down by the Sun-Shooting Bow and the blood-stained feathers that fell down formed it."
Upon hearing his words, even the Demon Emperor's expression changed. Combining this with the strange feeling he had just experienced in Feather Mountain, he was already mostly convinced: "What exactly happened?"
"Heh heh, finally willing to listen to me," the voice chuckled. "So much time has passed that I've lost my sense of time. Perhaps it was thousands of years ago, perhaps tens of thousands of years ago, or even hundreds of thousands of years ago. The Heavenly Emperor back then was named Jun, and he had many, many wives. One of them was the Sun Goddess named Xihe. They had ten sons..."
The voice paused for a moment before continuing, "That is, ten golden crows, the earliest golden crows in the world."
Both the Demon Emperor and the Golden Crow Prince saw the shock in each other's eyes. The Demon Emperor quickly said, "Hmph, nonsense. There is no such record in our clan."
"Too much time has passed, and many things have been lost to history. It's normal that you don't know them," the voice continued. "Back then, the Golden Crows were very playful and often went out together. However, this caused great suffering to the people in the lower realm. In their eyes, it was like ten suns in the sky, the earth was parched, and the people were destitute."
"Later, a great hero emerged among the human race, known as Yi. He had been bestowed with a red bow by the Heavenly Emperor. In order to save the people of the world, he used this red bow to shoot down nine golden crows. The blood-stained feathers of the golden crows fell down and formed a great mountain, which later became Feather Mountain. The last golden crow was left behind, and according to the pattern, it rose in the east and set in the west, which is the sun in the sky."
"Therefore, that red bow was later called the Sun-Shooting Bow."
As he listened to him recount this past event, Wu Liang was dumbfounded. The Golden Crow royal family was usually so arrogant, but he never expected that they had such a tragic past. Moreover, their family's prized artifact, the Sun-Shooting Bow, was actually the culprit that killed their ancestor.
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