The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 829 - 268: Wait, This Thread Can Be Refreshed?

Afterward, the group continued forward for about half an incense stick's worth of time, and the passage suddenly opened up.

Below them appeared a dozen or so octagonal altars, the surfaces covered with web-like cracks, indicating their age.

In the grooves at the center of the altars, there were puddles of dark green slime, emitting a nauseatingly sweet and putrid smell.

Shen Yunzhou's eyes flashed with excitement, and he couldn't wait to rush forward.

"Be careful!" Zhou Qing's expression instantly became tense, urgently reminding him.

Cao Zhengyang frowned deeply, looking serious, "Though there is no one here now, we can't be sure they haven't left behind any traps or mechanisms."

The group immediately spread out, their Divine Sense probing in all directions like a web.

After confirming it was safe, they started to split up, carefully searching while maintaining high alertness.

"It's this smell!"

Shen Yunzhou crouched by the groove, greedily sniffing the air with a look of intoxication on his face.

Nearby, a fist-sized black dung beetle was also excitedly waving its front legs, as if sensing something.

Zhou Qing waved his hand, golden flames leaping from his palm, instantly turning into a sea of fireballs, lighting up the entire cave as bright as day.

In the firelight, they finally saw the full structure of the cave.

Zhou Qing squatted down, gently touching the edge of the groove with his fingers, pondering, "Judging by the length and outline, it seems like there used to be some coffins or relics placed here. The ground on either side has clearly different colors."

Mo Xingjian walked over and nodded, "Yes, there are fifteen octagonal altars in total, each one should have had eight coffins on it. This should be corpse liquid."

Mo Xingjian looked at the pool of green liquid that Shen Yunzhou was greedily sniffing and couldn't help but frown.

The younger brother of that silver-haired Spirit Severing Realm senior who fought against Xuanyuan Shuo and the Peng Emperor at the place where the Old Peng King was buried, how does he seem like such a weirdo?

Hearing this, Shen Yunzhou became even more excited, "Corpse liquid, huh, no wonder it has that sour, stinky smell, but it should have been here for a long time, normal corpse liquid isn't like this."

Without hesitation, Shen Yunzhou quickly took out jar after jar and started collecting it.

"Master, have you heard of the Corpse Yin Sect?" Zhou Qing quietly asked.

Mo Xingjian shook his head in confusion.

Well, it seems that in the past, countless sects stood on this land, with a complex and long history, yet no one ever ascended to the Spirit Severing level, always maintaining a tier-three cultivation country's status.

Speaking of which, where the Old Peng King's body lies on Canglan Mountain, there was a sect long ago.

The Old Peng King, as a Spirit Severing Realm cultivator, concealed himself there for protection while exploring the opportunities in the Eastern Domain at the time.

Unfortunately, he fell right after reaching Canglan Mountain from the Kunpeng Palace ruins.

"Why do you ask?" Mo Xingjian became curious at this point.

Zhou Qing had no choice but to lie, "I seem to have vaguely seen in some ancient book that this place belonged to a sect called the Corpse Yin Sect long ago."

Mo Xingjian looked again at the peculiar scene here, his face showing realization.

Cao Zhengyang, however, frowned and came over, saying, "A total of 120 coffins are missing. If my guess is correct, little Shen discovered this place, and Lei Wuji hurriedly relocated them."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The coffins should contain bodies, which made them think of the five coffins in their own Grotto Heaven Forbidden Area.

The difference is, each of those coffins is like a small world, far more advanced than this.

"No, something's off," Zhou Qing suddenly looked tense, "If they moved all these, why would they leave the Bicolor Array at the entrance still concealing the area? Even if it's of ordinary grade, it would be worth some Top-Grade Spirit Stones."

Everyone frowned subconsciously at this.

"Quickly evacuate!"

At that moment, Cao Zhengyang's expression suddenly changed dramatically.

Because his Divinity Transformation Intent Realm allowed him to detect life-threatening danger two to three breaths ahead of time.

Hearing Cao Zhengyang's urgent shout, everyone immediately rushed towards the passage at the fastest speed.

"Go!" Zhou Qing instantly transformed into the Golden-winged Roc's second form, grabbing Shen Yunzhou, who was still collecting corpse liquid.

Immediately after, the cave walls emitted a harsh, grinding sound, followed by eerie purple light surfacing on the gray-blue stone surface.

As the group entered the passage, the rock walls exploded with a bang, countless bowl-thick streaks of violent lightning wrapped in a purple electric frenzy burst forth.

The air where they passed twisted into vortices, emitting deafening screeches!

"It's too late, protect Zhou Qing!" Duanmu Shu's shout was drowned out by the roar as everyone immediately formed a round formation, shielding Zhou Qing and Shen Yunzhou at the center.

Cao Zhengyang flipped through his hand spells, and nine ancient runes suspended in midair immediately transformed into a layer of light curtain.

The others hurriedly poured their Spiritual Power into it continuously.

Boom!

The next second, the entire cave exploded with a roar, and the powerful blast almost shattered their eardrums.

Everyone groaned collectively, veins bulging at their temples, and sped up the output of their Spiritual Power, doing their utmost to maintain the light curtain.

In the central position, Zhou Qing and Shen Yunzhou looked grim.

They hadn't expected Lei Wuji to be so ruthless, leaving such a deadly move.

Fortunately, they had a group at the Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection; if it were just him alone, he would have been blown to bits.

No one knew how much time passed before Cao Zhengyang sensed the external energy subsiding and finally retracted the runes with trembling hands.

The scene before them drew a collective gasp; the original passage had transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-deep abyss, with the blackened rock walls charred and fragmented stones still tumbling down.