Fang Che felt like he had bumped into something, but the Divine Sense clearly showed nothing.

This cemetery seemed to forbid entry.

But at this moment, Fang Che clearly sensed the iron pieces in his sea of consciousness suddenly rise, emitting a blazing white light. The two iron pieces spun slowly in the air in his sea of consciousness.

An inexplicable energy diffused and spread.

The spiritual power that forbade entry into the cemetery vanished without a trace upon contact with this energy.

No more resistance or rejection.

The obstruction before Fang Che was completely swept away.

His raised right foot involuntarily came down, and with one step, he was inside the cemetery.

Then, under the tremor of spiritual power, he instantly knew the name of the cemetery.

Guard Cemetery.

The term "Guard" made Fang Che’s imagination wander.

A cemetery of this scale, just for a Guard?

He delved slowly.

Sensing with Divine Power, underfoot... seemed to be a path.

A path stretching inward.

In this solemn atmosphere, Fang Che couldn’t even muster the effort to think.

A thought flickered through his mind: ’When did the iron pieces become two?’ But he soon dismissed this question.

Instead, he walked inward, concentrating all his focus.

This cemetery had already captivated all his attention.

Gathering his cultivation, he flew through the cemetery, space vast, its extent unknown.

He didn’t know how long he’d been walking in the cemetery or how far he’d gone.

Fang Che’s Divine Sense finally detected a massive grave.

A grave ahead, a stretch of graves behind, as if a general charging with his subordinates.

Under observation with Divine Power, this grave ahead was as if seen with the eyes.

Vast Great Tomb.

Yet this tomb was almost a mountain.

No headstone.

Only a statue stood before the grave.

It was a statue of a giant wolf.

Clearly, the color of the giant wolf statue was unseen, but Fang Che instinctively felt that the fur of this giant wolf must be silvery white. And there wasn’t a single stray hair on its body.

The giant wolf stood proudly here, eyes unwaveringly gazing ahead, mouth open, mane flying as if running wildly in the wind.

A swirl of spiritual power lingered, indicating the identity of this giant wolf.

"First Squad Captain, Sky Howling Silver Wolf King. Died in battle with the first squad’s thirty-six Silver Wolf Guards in the Void Star Domain."

Fang Che felt this wave of spiritual power.

This wave of spiritual power contained clear emotions.

There was desolation, sorrow, remembrance, and anger.

Fang Che could clearly feel this was like an experienced old general erecting a monument for his fallen subordinates.

It was that kind of emotion.

Somewhat similar to his feeling after Tang Zheng’s death.

Fang Che couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Before the tomb of the Sky Howling Silver Wolf King, there was a glowing white light, brighter than the Heavenly Treasures found outside.

Obviously, there were higher quality Heavenly Treasures.

Fang Che felt a heaviness in his heart and bowed.

"Silver Wolf Captain, although I don’t know who you are or what achievements you had. But the deceased are to be respected, and you deserve my homage."

"Moreover, the Heavenly Treasures before your tomb, I have use for. I shall take it for now. If there is any disrespect, please forgive me."

Fang Che bowed three times.

Sincerely prayed.

After the spiritual power in the air finished introducing itself, it did not appear again but wandered in the air.

Even when Fang Che started digging, there was no intention of hindrance.

There’s even a wonderful feeling of ’happy to see it happen.’

"Perhaps this is my self-consolation... but, indeed, I felt this way."

Fang Che felt puzzled in his heart.

He carefully dug as if fearing disturbing the long-resting Sky Howling Silver Wolf King.

Quickly, he had dug it out. It was something he’d seen before and eaten.

Wolf God Grass!

And this one was larger than the one he had eaten before, with higher quality.

The texture obviously appeared jade-like.

Cradled in his hands, it fully showcased the characteristics of the silver wolf, convincingly resembling a newborn little Silver Wolf.

Even with eyes not yet opened, such a little Silver Wolf.

But... this was a Spiritual Medicine!

Complete with roots and leaves.

Fang Che immediately put it away.

Knowing in his heart, this was a truly top-grade Heavenly Treasure.

But within the oppressive atmosphere of this cemetery, little joy arose.

He restored the soil layers to their original state. Fang Che bowed deeply: "Thank you, Silver Wolf King, for your generosity."

He continued on.

Ahead, there were graves of Silver Wolf Guards, like sprawling mountains. Fang Che counted, and there were exactly thirty-six.

The area was vast; Fang Che felt he had been running for two hours.

Then he sensed a second enormous grave.

Fang Che used Divine Sense to examine and it was a huge tiger statue.

"Second Squad Captain, Flying Sky White Tiger King; died in battle with the second squad’s thirty-six Baihu Guards in the Void Star Domain."

Fang Che observed carefully with Divine Power, feeling inexplicably that this White Tiger King was almost identical to the family of White Tigers he and Yan Beihan once encountered.

Except the Little White Tiger didn’t have wings...

No!

Fang Che recalled that it seemed when Big Tiger later appeared, it had wings, that he had seen.

In other words... were they of the same race?

Fang Che speculated in his heart.

In front of the Flying Sky White Tiger King’s tomb, there was also a shimmering white light, with a Heavenly Treasure.

After paying his respects, Fang Che dug and saw, indeed, it was a living little White Tiger cub-shaped size.