Chapter 302 You've touched my things, and you still want to leave?
The timing of their meeting, which happened just in time, led to his death.
Half an hour later.
When Wang Yu arrived, the golden elixir in his hand had completely dimmed. After examining the corpse, he found that its life force had been extinguished and even its soul had dissipated.
This made him frown deeply; they hadn't even performed the soul search yet!
He just died like that?
However, he managed to find the lost storage ring, so he wasn't too badly off. After taking it off, Wang Yu reached into his pocket and fumbled for a while before pulling out a string.
The top is densely packed with storage rings.
This thing is much more precious than low-level magical artifacts like storage bags, because ordinary sects don't actually have the ability to produce high-level storage rings due to the rarity of space-attribute materials.
Only major sects have the capability to excavate ancient treasures from ruins and secret realms!
Whether you call it the Qiankun Ring, the Mustard Seed Ring, or the Storage Ring, it is still an item, and its value lies in the spatial equipment integrated into the ring.
The items were of high and stable value, and he never sold any of them. Instead, he cleaned out everything inside and added a beautiful ring.
Zhuo Cang's corpse was also thrown into the Nourishing Coffin, with the intention of collecting several more so that he could find an opportunity to advance both corpses in this Burial Pit Secret Realm, where there would be plenty of high-quality blood food to nourish him.
Given the unique environment here, the difficulty shouldn't be too great. He's already close to perfecting the Yin Sha Corpse Refining Technique and has pretty much mastered its contents.
While transferring the spirit stones in the ring.
Wang Yu's attention gradually focused on the main hall. With just one glance, he recognized the flowers carved on the jade railings on both sides.
It is indeed—the red spider lily!
He had practiced the Yellow Spring Great Handprint and had a grudge against the Yellow Spring Temple, so he naturally knew a lot about this kind of information.
Legend has it that only on the banks of the true Yellow Springs River can the rare flower, the other shore flower, grow. It is a sacred object not only for cultivators of the Yin and Ghost paths.
It is also a spiritual object that can make people forget their worries. Drinking its flower juice can cleanse the memory, make people forget all past events, and reach a state of oblivion.
It's not that it will erase all memories and turn people into idiots.
Instead, by eliminating all things irrelevant to cultivation, one can quickly achieve a carefree state of mind, which is highly beneficial to cultivation.
If he could obtain the other shore flower here, Wang Yu believed it would have a great effect on cleansing his murderous intent, bringing him countless benefits.
Of course, this is from the perspective of decoration.
The chances of finding spider lilies here are extremely slim.
This style and the veneration of this flower are likely related to the Huangquan Temple, which reminds him of an incident from many years ago.
When I returned to Taihu Lake that year, the sealing ground of the Desire in the Black Mountain Demon Land not only involved the Hehuan Demon Sect, but also the lineage of Elder Dizang of the Yellow Spring Temple.
What are they planning around the Northern Boundary Mountains?
He overheard this information by chance from Lan Boting in the Dead Leaf Swamp. This man, a high-ranking disciple of the Sword Sect, was under the restriction of the Yellow Spring Temple. At that time, he did not dare to investigate further.
Now it seems, could it be that they were looking for this place?
But he felt that he shouldn't do that.
The Burial Pit Secret Realm is too small to warrant spending too much effort, unless there is an even larger secret realm related to the Yellow Springs Temple here!
"I remember that before the Huangquan Temple was established, it actually developed from a branch left over from an ancient overlord force called the Youquan White Bone Path, which was ten thousand years earlier than the Tianhun Sect."
He muttered to himself.
Wang Yu summoned the Glazed Ice Heart Tower, which spun above his head. Despite being inscribed with the Twelve Phases of the Moon and the Aurora Escape Technique, it could also be used as a defensive magic weapon in critical moments.
Just like his alchemy furnace, which mainly assists in alchemy.
The material of the magic weapon itself was enough to withstand most attacks for him.
We entered through the passage opened up by the Zhuo family.
Passing through the thick, specially designed stone walls, a spacious hall comes into view, showing obvious signs of activity, with even every table and chair having been moved.
He was slightly angry that they left him nothing.
"This should all have been mine, you bunch of robbers!"
"snort--"
The feng shui compass appeared in his right hand and quickly grew larger as magic power was injected into it. A complex small ritual rose in the middle, and Wang Yu then took out five blank second-order array flags.
He was muttering to himself.
"The five spirits of the five directions, guiding the way with their divine power."
"Go, clear a path!"
After the five array flags manifested the phantom images of the five spirits, they were inserted into the feng shui plate, and a crooked white light shone from the central ritual track.
By following its guidance, one can avoid all the restrictive mechanisms in this place; this is the magic of feng shui.
There are still some differences between a Ground Formation Master and a Ground Master.
The latter is proficient in feng shui and other magical arts, capable of breaking formations, resolving stalemates, and even reversing the natural order. While seemingly similar to a ground formation master, their combat strength is far inferior.
A person with extraordinary skills can only unleash their full power by relying on a feng shui compass. However, if too many feng shui formations are broken, it can easily distort one's destiny, bring misfortune, and lead to a tragic death.
The ancestor of the geomancers who created this art was merely a Nascent Soul cultivator, who eventually went mad and disappeared from the celestial realm.
Its potential is definitely not as great as that of legitimate martial arts techniques and supernatural powers.
It can only exist as a supplementary technique.
Let's leave those aside for now.
Following this path of survival, Wang Yu rushed to finish, discovering numerous traces of blood along the way. Based on the amount of bleeding, at least two people had died.
It was still the same fate of being torn to pieces. I didn't see any chunks of flesh, but I did see a lot of meat scraps stuck to the walls and pillars.
Behind the front hall is a plaza.
At the end was the central hall, with high-walled corridors on both sides, about six inches off the ground, empty and lifeless.
What's rather strange is that after following the trail to this place...
There was no trace of anyone else; it was as if they had vanished.
"Divine Consciousness Transforms into Silk - Manifesting the Sect Across Ten Thousand Miles!"
He switched to a more refined method of investigation, exploring every corner of the empty square with his divine sense, and soon made a discovery.
"So they went underground."
After a moment's thought, Wang Yu released the Taiyin Sha Corpse to lead the way, as the time for the array flags on the feng shui compass had expired.
These expensive items shattered and became useless.
Once used as a medium for casting spells in feng shui secret arts, these array flags are disposable items, not to mention economical use, which may be why they are so powerful.
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underground.
Zhuo Jie and Zhuo Yu did not look too good. The four late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators who followed them had been used to test the restrictions along the way.
They were all dead, leaving only the two of them.
The main hall above was heavily fortified, with a series of restrictions at every turn. The level of defense was extremely high, making it far more dangerous than they had anticipated, and it also presented an invisible countermeasure.
It was as if something inside them had exploded, leaving no trace of their bodies, not even a bone fragment, just shattered into pieces.
"Brother Jie, since you're already here..."
"We have to go in and take a look. The dense array of restrictions must mean that the owner of this place is of high status."
"That makes sense."
Zhuo Jie nodded in deep agreement.
"I've heard that Brother Yu is skilled in puppetry. Why don't you send your puppet in to scout it out first?"
"--good!"
Zhuo Yu gritted his teeth and agreed. He only played around with puppetry casually and did not invest too many resources in it, so he only had an ordinary early-stage third-tier spirit puppet.
Because it was infused with the essence of a demon beast, it possesses basic intelligence.
She was the perfect person to serve him on ordinary days, and he felt a little reluctant to part with her.
And so it was.
Zhuo Jie saw his companion take out a puppet that was dressed very little, with a curvaceous figure, fair skin, and long legs. Its features were somewhat similar to Zhuo Wenshi's.
Aside from a lack of liveliness in the eyes, the difference between them and the real person is actually not that great.
Zhuo Jie: "..."
He had something to say, but he wasn't sure if he should say it, which explained his expression—it was as sour as if his mother had just died.
Zhuo Yu: "Don't tell anyone."
Zhuo Jie: "Don't worry, once we leave this palace, I definitely won't tell anyone. Don't you trust my mouth?"
Zhuo Yu: "Then it's settled, let's go."
Under the control of divine sense, a spirit puppet that resembled Zhuo Wenshi but had a figure that was several dimensions better stepped into the hidden chamber in front of the two.
The interior was pitch black, but for Core Formation cultivators, darkness was not an insurmountable obstacle. Their life levels had undergone two transformations, making them different from ordinary people.
As long as the darkness is not formed by magic or restrictions, it cannot affect them.
However.
The spirit puppet did not trigger any special restrictions after entering, and the scene it saw was also transmitted into Zhuo Yu's mind. The secret room was empty except for a stone platform in the middle.
A corpse dressed in white lay on top.
"Let's go, it seems there are no restrictions."
"Hehe, please go first, Brother Yu."
"Fine."
The truth is, there really were no traps.
The two walked smoothly to the stone platform. Zhuo Jie lit up several bright flames in his hand, illuminating the entire secret chamber. He asked curiously.
"How could this be... According to our previous deductions, the person who arranged this place should not want us to disturb the dead. How come we are safe when we are in front of the corpse?"
"Moreover, burying him in a secret chamber is too strange, it does not conform to ancient rites, and it is really too hasty."
He spoke for a while, but saw no reaction from his companion, and his heart sank.
"Brother Yu? Brother Yu?"
Zhuo Yu did not respond, but instead began to tremble with excitement.
"A robe! This is a fourth-tier robe! Jie..."
Before the words were finished, an angry shout rang out.
"You bastard, how dare you lay a finger on my things! Die!"
The person appearing at that moment was Wang Yu; it was not a hallucination.
He hurried along and finally caught up with these people. The first thing he saw was that person rummaging through his treasures. He deserved to die!
He heard it: fourth-tier robe.
It must have been lost by his ancestors.
As it opened its mouth to intimidate, the Yellow Springs Great Handprint struck without hesitation. In this small secret room, the giant, turbid yellow hand, like a flowing stream, grasped all the space.
There's nowhere to hide except by burrowing underground!
As Zhuo Jie pulled back to increase the distance and prepared to use a magic weapon to defend himself, Zhuo Yu remained motionless in place, instead repeating the same thing over and over.
"A robe! This is a fourth-tier robe! Jie..."
"A robe! This is a fourth-tier robe! Jie..."
It's like a constantly repeating tape recorder.
(End of this chapter)
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