Zuan quickly returned to his original spot, and with a flick of his sleeve, an invisible force blew away the snow that had accumulated over the years, revealing more than a dozen snow graves nearby.
His gaze fell on the weapons stuck in the ground beside the grave.
The weapons stuck beside each grave included swords, knives, spears, and bows and arrows.
The problem lies in the quantity; some graves have only one sword stuck in the ground, while others have several, including knives, spears, swords, bows, and arrows.
If it were a normal grave, the burial goods would likely differ depending on the deceased's social status during their lifetime. However, these were soldiers who died on the front lines, and they were obviously hastily buried with snow and ice to prevent their bodies from being left to rot in the wilderness.
It is absolutely impossible to discriminate at such a time, or to differentiate the burial goods. Wouldn't that chill the hearts of the soldiers?
Theoretically, their weapons should be placed next to their graves. It's one thing if someone used both a knife and a gun, but why are there also bows and arrows?
Moreover, there were several different styles of knives and guns. With his current cultivation level, he keenly sensed that these knives and guns could not have been used by the same person.
If that's the case, then there must be a special purpose behind placing these weapons beside these graves.
Zaun then swept away another patch of snow, revealing more snow graves.
After observing for a while, he discovered that the key was not the style or quantity of the weapons, but the number of different types of weapons.
All knives count as one type, regardless of how many knives are near the grave; all guns count as one type; swords count as one type, and so on...
Then the number of different types of weapons next to these graves increases from 1 to 9, with nine graves forming a group, and the groups seem to be arranged in some kind of formation.
When I dug up that grave, the weapons next to it seemed to emit a faint light, but it quickly went out.
He thought for a moment, then came to the grave with only a sword. He struck the grave with a wisp of energy, and the sword lit up.
Next, he came to the graves containing two different types of weapons...
And so, one by one, a faint light appeared in front of the graves, until all nine graves were lit up at once.
Zuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that even if someone happened to light up one or two, if they didn't find the pattern, the ones that were lit up before would quickly go out.
As the nine graves were lit up at the same time, the ground suddenly trembled, as if an earthquake had occurred.
As Zaun ascended to a high altitude, looking down at the snow graves below, he quickly lit up some of the other groups' snow graves in a certain special order.
Suddenly, streaks of blue light appeared across the entire snowfield, followed by the emergence of a massive magic circle.
Zuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This must have been an arrangement left behind by the ancient demon ancestors, and the relevant solution must have been preserved among the demon race.
However, as time went by, the things they left behind were gradually lost, and only fragments of legends remained among the various tribes. That's why the intelligence from various tribes in Monte City led them to this place.
Fortunately, I had studied the "Baopu Zhenjing" and was familiar with some formations. In addition, I wasn't stupid, so I accidentally triggered these ancient arrangements.
I wonder what the demon race ancestors left behind back then.
He stared at the magic circle that was gradually forming on the ground, and suddenly his expression changed. It seemed to be a soul-binding formation!
This formation is exceptionally insidious, ensuring that the souls of those who die within it will never find peace.
Is this an arrangement left behind by the ancient demon race, or a revelation left by an ancient demon venting its anger?
Just then, a buzzing sound came from the weapons beside the snow graves.
At first, the vibrations were very small, but they quickly became more and more intense, and the snow and ice that had accumulated over the years shattered, revealing their original appearance.
One by one, weapons flew up and flew toward specific graves, circling around them and emitting mournful cries.
Then the surroundings became exceptionally cold—this icy and snowy place was already extremely cold, but now it was even colder, not in a physical sense, but a cold that came from the soul.
Soon, phantom figures rose from the tombs. Zuan felt a chill run down his spine because he saw that the person from the tomb that had been opened earlier had also risen up.
However, he quickly calmed down. These seemed to be the souls of ancient demon warriors. He had seen all kinds of beings in various secret realms, and he was used to seeing ghosts.
At this moment, the souls of the soldiers all looked towards Zu'an, whispering in unison, "Not descendants of demons, but humans, enemies, they need to be eliminated..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the weapons instantly pointed directly at Zu'an, surrounding him from all sides and placing him in the very center.
"Wait, I am now a demon clan leader..."
Before he could finish speaking, the souls had already possessed their respective weapons and attacked Zu'an from all directions.
Zu An moved like lightning, dodging through the air with various perilous maneuvers. Unfortunately, there were too many weapons, and the soldiers' cultivation levels in life seemed to be quite high, at least much stronger than the elite troops under the Little Demon Queen's command.
Later on, he had nowhere to avoid it. Just as he was about to be pierced by ten thousand swords, a golden bell suddenly rose up around him. The weapons that hit the bell were all deflected away.
However, this was not the original Pure and Serene Bell, and there were too many weapons around. He was now like a man fighting against an army. Soon, cracks began to appear on the bell, and it would obviously be broken soon.
Zuan had been on the defensive from the start, and he was also furious. He snorted coldly and directly used the "Primordial Chaos Scripture". A white light appeared around his body. As soon as the weapons got close, they suddenly heard screams of fear and hurriedly retreated. Their bodies were covered in white smoke, as if they had encountered something terrifying, which caused half of their souls to be damaged.
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