C85 Ten Thousand Infant Soul Burial Tomb
C85 Ten Thousand Infant Soul Burial Tomb
Feng Yimo shook his head. The scene in front of him became clear. He wanted to take a good look at the scene. Jin Yongliang and Jin were completely stunned.
In front of the two, it was not an immortal realm surrounded by spiritual energy, nor an immortal cave with a soaring treasure aura. Instead, it was a gloomy and gloomy cemetery! The cemetery was filled with dense tombstones. One could not see the head, and it occupied all the territory in front of them.
Feng Yimo looked back. The two-way transmission array on the ground was still there. It meant that he had not been sent to the wrong place. What was this place?
"What, what the hell is this place?" Jin Yongliang asked with his mouth agape. The scene of treasures everywhere he imagined didn't appear, and he was extremely disappointed in his heart.
Feng Yimo smacked his lips and took a step forward. He looked at the nearest stone tablet and saw the words written on it: Zhong Yuan, Nascent Infant Early Period. 540 years of cultivation to reach the Nascent Soul stage, 560 years old.
Feng Yimo was shocked. He had reached the Nascent Soul realm after 500 years. It could be said that he was a celestial being with amazing talent. It was a pity that he died young.
He looked at another tombstone. On it was written: Pu Jia, Mid Nascent Infant, 480 years old, 633 years old!
It was the grave of another Nascent Infant warrior. He looked at more than ten tombstones in succession. All the tombstones were buried by Nascent Infant warriors!
Feng Yimo couldn't stay calm anymore. Looking around, there were hundreds of thousands of tombs here. Didn't that mean that hundreds of thousands of Nascent Soul warriors were buried here? It was too terrifying. Who killed them and who buried them?
Jin Yongliang also discovered the situation of the tombstone. His face was pale and devoid of any color. "Nascent Infant Patriarch, it's all Nascent Infant Patriarch! I..." Nascent Infant warriors were high and mighty existences in his eyes, but now, they were all buried here. The shock in his heart could be imagined. He couldn't even explain himself.
"Welcome to my territory!" While the two of them were still in shock, an old voice suddenly came from the front. Then, a candle flame appeared out of thin air. A hunchbacked old man appeared with a candlestick in his hand like a ghost. Feng Yimo and the old man were shocked and took two steps back.
Feng Yimo slapped his Storage Bag and took out his Red Moon Sword. Jin Yongliang also took out a short and high grade spirit artifact. The two of them looked as if they were facing a great enemy.
"Haha, you two don't need to be afraid. This old man has no ill intentions. It's just that I haven't seen anyone come for a long time. I specially came out to greet them and talk to them." As the hunchbacked old man spoke, he had already arrived in front of the two of them. Feng Yimo had already seen who had come.
It was an extremely aged old man. The wrinkles on his face were like dried orange peel. Qian Mo moved about everywhere. There was only one eye left. It was cloudy and lifeless. The other eye socket was empty like a dark hole. It was bottomless. His waist was bent, almost perpendicular to his body. His right hand was holding a candle holder with his only thumb and index finger. The weak candle flame was the only light in the cemetery.
What shocked Feng Yimo and Qian Mo was that they couldn't see the cultivation level of the hunchbacked old man.
"I am the tomb keeper. May I ask for your names?" The old man half raised his head and looked at the two men with one eye.
The two of them felt a chill down their spine when they were looked at by his turbid eyes. They could not resist at all. They obediently put away their weapons. Feng Yimo bowed and said, "Junior Feng Yimo greets senior."
"Junior Jin Yongliang greets senior!" Jin Yongliang quickly followed suit and bowed.
"Mm, very good. Both of you don't have much bone age, yet you have such cultivation. Moreover, it is fated that you will come to this old one's grave. This old one has no way to repay you, so I will give you two some greeting gifts." As he spoke, he raised his left hand and two green lights shot into the bodies of the two people.
The two people turned pale with fright. They hurriedly checked, but no matter what, they could not find what that green light was. Their faces immediately turned pale. Feng Yimo was still alright, but Jin Yongliang had already engaged in a battle. He fell to his knees and begged, "Senior, please spare my life. This junior has no intention of offending you. I only accidentally barged into your esteemed land. I hope that senior can be magnanimous and let this junior go! This junior will leave this place now, and pretend that I have never come before!"
The old man turned his single eye towards Feng Yimo and chuckled, asking, "Why don't you, this brat, beg for mercy?"
Feng Yimo calmed himself down and said, "Senior's magic power is profound. Junior and the rest can't compare to you. If senior wants our lives, why do you need to do anything unnecessary? With just a wave of your hand, you will take our lives! Although Junior doesn't know what that green light is, I know it won't hurt us!"
"Haha, good, it is rare for you to be able to maintain a clear mind. You are much stronger than him. Don't worry, that's just a homo bug. This old one has been guarding the tomb alone for three thousand years, and no one has spoken to this old one at all. The two of you will definitely not stay behind to accompany this old one, and then this old one will be alone again. Thus, I need the two of you to have time to speak with this old one, and it won't affect the two of you. Perhaps I can even give you a few pointers in your cultivation! "
Jin Yongliang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and crawled up. "Senior really knows how to joke, and it scared this junior to death."
Feng Yimo laughed coldly in his heart. He didn't think that it was a homonym worm, yet his expression revealed an understanding expression as he stood respectfully by the side. However, when he recalled that the old man had said that he had been guarding the tomb for three thousand years, he was shocked. Three thousand years? Then wouldn't the old man's cultivation base be at the Deification Period realm?
"You guys are very curious, why are there so many Nascent Infant tombs here?" The old man asked.
"Yeah, how did these Nascent Infant Patriarch die? "Senior, please tell me!" Jin Yongliang asked curiously. He had not thought of the old man's cultivation at all.
Feng Yimo originally took a step back and approached the teleportation formation. He secretly made a hand seal and activated the teleportation formation to leave this strange place. Hearing the tomb guardian old man say so, he stopped in his tracks.
One of the old man's eyes glanced at him and said, "This tomb is called the 'Thousand Infant Soul Burial Tomb'. There are 91,892 Nascent Infant warriors buried here, and the weakest one is a Nascent Infant Early Period warrior. The highest was Nascent Infant Grand Perfection. This is the soul tomb of all the Nascent Infant warriors who have been killed in the past 3,000 years in the four continents of Pure Heaven Realm. No matter how he died, after his death, his soul would fly to this place and establish a tomb!
Ah? Feng Yimo and Jin Yongliang were stunned. There were more than 910,000 Nascent Infant warriors' souls buried here. What exactly were they trying to do? The two of them looked at the gloomy and terrifying tomb that was filled with endless graves. Their bodies felt a chill, and they couldn't help but shiver.
"Hehe, are you scared? Your cultivation base is shallow, so you don't need to be afraid. By the time you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you will have accumulated more than a million souls. At that time, you will have more than a million souls. ..." " As if he had realized that he had said too much, the tomb guardian stopped and stopped talking. He walked towards the center of the tomb with his back hunched, "It's not a short time. I will not stay for long. Leave as soon as possible. Remember to spend more time with me when you have the time."
The old man's back disappeared. Feng Yimo and Feng Yimo quickly activated the teleportation formation. They were in a daze. They appeared in front of the huge rock.
Jin Yongliang wiped his cold sweat with lingering fear and apologized. "I'm sorry. I thought it was a secret cave with countless treasures inside. Who knew it was so terrifying that it scared you, Brother Feng."