Chapter 218
The stone bridge is very narrow, only twenty centimeters wide. If it were Cheng Hui in the past, he would never step onto such a dangerous thing.
But now...
As a zombie, Cheng Hui said he is fearless.
As long as the bridge remains intact, his control over his body will ensure that he will never stumble or fall due to losing balance.
Although he was very confident, Cheng Hui still carefully confirmed it before going up the bridge.
Spiritual power still cannot be used here, which means that if you slip, you will either fall down or use flying spells and risk being attacked by the formation.
"How are you?" Cheng Hui thought he should be fine, so he turned around and asked Lin Qingyang, but after he opened his mouth he remembered that there was no sound here.
Although Lin Qingyang couldn't hear what Cheng Hui said, he guessed what he meant based on his lip movements and shook his head to indicate that he had no problem.
The two stepped onto the stone bridge one after the other. Cheng Hui wondered in his heart whether after entering the Forbidden Magic Battlefield, he would also be unable to use his spiritual power easily like he is now.
No, that's not right...it should still be different.
After all, here, if it really comes to a critical moment, he will still use his spiritual power, even if there are huge risks in the future. But if he can't get through the current crisis, how can there be any follow-up?
But the Forbidden Demon Battlefield is different. From what Uncle Ghost told him, it is a completely demon-free place. Even the spiritual power in the body is sealed, and people can only walk on the earth as ordinary people.
At most, they are zombies like him, or those physical cultivators, whose physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people, but they can't use magic at all.
Even magic arrays and talismans are unable to function. After all, the basis for the operation of these things is spiritual energy. Without spiritual energy, the talisman is just a piece of paper.
With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Cheng Hui had walked most of the stone bridge unknowingly.
Looking down, the abyss below seemed bottomless, pitch black without a trace of light.
The waterfall formed by the cliff in the direction they came from was like a silver flying thread. It was clearly rushing and surging, but strangely, there was no sound at all.
They were cautious and alert, but no accidents happened when they crossed the bridge. Instead, after they stepped onto the cliff on the other side, the stone bridge behind them suddenly collapsed and turned into rubble and fell into the abyss.
Cheng Hui: ???
What is this? Cutting off their escape route?
Uh... I have to admit, this method is really effective.
Without the ability to use spiritual power, this mere hundred-meter distance is like an insurmountable chasm, impossible to cross.
"Is anyone there?" Cheng Hui asked with his mouth.
Lin Qingyang thought about it and replied: "Not necessarily."
What Cheng Hui meant was that he suspected someone might be watching them, so he destroyed the stone bridge at the right time.
But Lin Qingyang's meaning was not necessarily the same. It could also be some special mechanism that would destroy the stone bridge after they walked across it.
If possible, Cheng Hui would certainly prefer the latter. Compared to the crazy demon cultivators, the rigid machines are obviously easier to deal with.
Not far across the stone bridge is a wider space. Above the head are countless slender stone shuttles, each of which is connected to countless red lines.
All the stone shuttles were connected by thick iron chains to a huge sarcophagus hanging in the center. The sarcophagus was plain and the stone was black and of no apparent value. However, there was an oil lamp placed on the lid of the sarcophagus, which made people look sideways.
"What is that?" Cheng Hui looked at the huge sarcophagus in surprise.
The scene before him was beyond his imagination. The demonic cultivators he originally thought did not exist at all, and the purpose of those corpses seemed to be related to this sarcophagus.
"Could it be that some demon wants to be resurrected?"
This was Cheng Hui’s first thought after seeing the sarcophagus.
He glanced at Lin Qingyang, who was looking at the sarcophagus with a very cautious look, but not a nervous one… How should I put it? It was as if he had remembered something while looking at the sarcophagus.
"Know him?" He had to make such a guess.
Ever since the two confirmed their relationship, Lin Qingyang would occasionally reveal some information about him.
Cheng Hui actually didn't care much about his past. Anyway, as long as Lin Qingyang was not the kind of cruel and murderous devil, and had not done anything that crossed his bottom line, he felt that his ability to accept was still very good.
So if Lin Qingyang wanted to talk, he would listen, and if he didn't want to talk, he wouldn't ask specifically.
But even so, Lin Qingyang also revealed a lot of things in bits and pieces, for example... he seemed to be very powerful in the past.
In Cheng Hui's mind, powerful = high level of cultivation = rich experience.
Then if Lin Qingyang had seen a similar scene, it would not be surprising.
Lin Qingyang didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.
If he said he knew him, he definitely didn't know the guy in the coffin.
If he said he didn't recognize it...he actually had some impression of this coffin.
Yes, this was also one of the methods he had considered to resurrect Ah Hui.
However, the requirements for resurrection using the sarcophagus were too harsh, which meant the success rate was too low, and it was difficult to determine what would be resurrected, so he gave up this stupid method early on.
But he really didn't expect that someone would actually do this.
The reason why he was not nervous was naturally because... the conditions for resurrection were too harsh, and the conditions prepared in this sarcophagus were not sufficient, which meant that resurrection was impossible.
Something that cannot be resurrected is nothing more than a corpse. How could a dignified monk like him be afraid of a corpse?
After knowing that the other party could not be resurrected, Cheng Hui became more confident. When he saw the sarcophagus, he was not afraid and was eager to try.
How to say it... This method of resurrection in a sarcophagus is definitely a cruel way, and the price is naturally the lives and souls of the tens of thousands of people hanging outside.
Therefore, it is definitely not unfair to say that a person who chooses to use this method is a demon. For a demon... destroying the demon in advance is a great merit, so Cheng Hui naturally wants to eradicate all evil!
It was definitely not for the treasures after resurrection that he had prepared for himself in advance!
Absolutely not!
Cheng Hui rubbed his hands happily, then jumped onto a thick iron chain.
Every chain here is connected to the sarcophagus, and he can easily get to the sarcophagus by just jumping onto the chains.
The sarcophagus was very calm and did not move at all due to Cheng Hui's approach.
Cheng Hui stood on the chain next to the sarcophagus and did not step directly on it.
After all, this is where people are sleeping. Stepping on it... is indeed a bit too much, even if it is a demon.
So Cheng Hui squatted aside obediently, looked at the oil lamp, then looked at the sarcophagus, and suddenly realized... why did the light of the oil lamp just cover the sarcophagus?
Out of curiosity, he changed the angle to take a look. It wasn't obvious when he looked at it from the front, but when he got closer, he realized that the lighting range of the oil lamp was obviously wrong.
Logically speaking, the area covered by the oil lamp should be circular, but the iron chain under his feet was clearly connected to the sarcophagus, but the light from the oil lamp did not shine on the iron chain at all.
He looked at the other chains again, and they all had the same effect, as if the purpose of this oil lamp was to illuminate this sarcophagus.
Illuminate... the sarcophagus...?
Cheng Hui crossed his arms and touched his chin. Was it an illusion? Why did he feel that... this oil lamp looked more like it was sealing this sarcophagus?
He looked at Lin Qingyang and asked with his mouth: "Is this oil lamp also a prop for resurrection?"
Lin Qingyang shook his head. The person who invented this resurrection formation was a madman. At that time, in order to resurrect Cheng Hui, he searched the entire Xuanheng Realm and even went to several nearby realms. He had inquired about everything related to resurrection, so this madman's theory caught his eye.
Later, after his own research, he determined that this method had great drawbacks and its success rate was pitifully low, so he gave up this method and drove the madman away. As for whether he made any improvements later, he didn't know.
However, based on what he knew, the existence of this oil lamp was indeed somewhat out of place.
The two looked at each other. Lin Qingyang didn't care, but Cheng Hui was a little hesitant.
Logically speaking, what he should do is to destroy the sarcophagus and prevent the devil from resurrecting. But if the oil lamp has already sealed the sarcophagus, will his act of destroying the sarcophagus have any impact on the oil lamp?
From another perspective, if someone could seal the sarcophagus in the first place, why leave it there? Wouldn't it be better to just destroy the sarcophagus and the body and be done with it? What's the point of leaving only a seal?
Seeing Cheng Hui in a dilemma, Lin Qingyang found it funny but also thought Cheng Hui was very cute.
His Cheng Hui always likes to think about others. If ordinary cultivators were here, they would not care whether the oil lamp sealed anything or what the impact of moving the oil lamp would be. The only thing they care about is probably whether there are any valuable treasures in the coffin.
Lin Qingyang made the decision for Cheng Hui very decisively and reached out to take the oil lamp.
"Hey... wait a minute..." Cheng Hui had no time to stop him and could only watch him take the oil lamp easily in his hand.
Cheng Hui: ???
Isn't it... that the seal is so casual?
Cheng Hui's head was full of questions. He always thought that sealing the demon should be done with caution, but the owner of this oil lamp was simply unreliable in every way.
never mind……
Anyway, the seal has been broken, so there is no point in thinking too much. Cheng Hui simply stared at the lid of the sarcophagus, intending to wait and see if there are any changes.
After waiting for a while, there was no sound, and the coffin did not change. Cheng Hui took a deep breath, placed his hand on the edge of the coffin lid, and slowly applied force.
——The lid of the sarcophagus was opened.
Cheng Hui made a tactical jump backward and dodged far away.
There were no hand bones suddenly thrust out, no venom or poisonous smoke spurting out.
This sarcophagus was just like an ordinary coffin. It was opened without any incident.
Cheng Hui breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like the corpse inside the sarcophagus was completely dead. He slowly walked over, still maintaining a certain degree of vigilance, and then slowly - peeked inside...
Cheng Hui: (⊙﹏⊙)? Eh???
Lin Qingyang also came over to take a look, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he also showed a slightly surprised expression.
"No way? No way? How could this person be in here?" Cheng Hui opened his mouth in surprise.
He never imagined that the person lying in the coffin was actually an 'acquaintance'!
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