As expected, it really was a Red Tower, entirely constructed of a crimson stone.
At the top of the tower, there was a rusty copper plaque, hanging askew as if it could fall at any mont.
On it, there seed to be three ancient characters: "Red Tower Mountain!"
Seeing this scene, Zhou Qing's pupils suddenly contracted with disbelief.
"How is this possible!" Zhou Qing instinctively exclaid.
Cao Zhengyang, who was still carefully observing, heard Zhou Qing's exclamation and imdiately turned to look at him, asking, "Have you seen this before?"
Zhou Qing subconsciously wanted to deny it but swallowed his words back. This matter was too significant to be taken lightly.
After hesitating for a mont, he reached out and took the Imaging Stone, inspecting it carefully.
But soon, the ripple scene seed unstable, flickered twice, and abruptly vanished, returning everything to calm.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing's brow furrowed even deeper, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
Seeing this, Cao Zhengyang imdiately said to He Han, "You go rest for now."
He Han understood sothing, saluted imdiately, and left.
After a brief contemplation, Zhou Qing looked at Cao Zhengyang with a grave expression.
"Uncle, to be honest, my second granduncle once took to that Pocket World, and the image in the Imaging Stone seems to be the scene within the first coffin," Zhou Qing said slowly.
Upon hearing this, Cao Zhengyang's face drastically changed, full of disbelief.
"Are you sure?" he quickly asked.
Zhou Qing solemnly nodded and said seriously, "My second granduncle and I even attacked the Red Tower Mountain, which was filled with nurous vengeful spirits and entirely shrouded by a Three-Color Restriction."
Cao Zhengyang hastily said, "That's not what I ant. I an, the coffin doesn't contain a corpse but rather a small world inside?"
Zhou Qing was stunned.
It was then that he realized that generations of Taiqing Sect ancestors had never found a safe way through that blood-filled path and Dead Crows.
Let alone having a chance to open the coffin and see the scene inside.
Only his second granduncle played by unconventional rules, using three Dead Crows placed on the forehead and shoulders to delay the attack of the three Corpse Wax Crows, allowing entry into the coffin.
At this mont, seeing his uncle's eyes full of curiosity, Zhou Qing couldn't help but feel a twinge of bitterness.
He had no choice but to nod and say, "Yes, my second granduncle first took to the third coffin, where a Fla Fire Crocodile of the Spirit Severing Realm resided. The scene in the Imaging Stone was from the first coffin."
"As for the other coffins, I haven't been, but my second granduncle speculated that each one would contain similar existences like the Fla Fire Crocodile King."
Hearing Zhou Qing's words, Cao Zhengyang couldn't help but take a deep breath, a surge of indescribable shock rising in his heart.
In the entire Fourth-level Cultivation Country, Eight Prefectures and Seventy-Two Mansions, only a dozen beings were in the Spirit Severing Realm.
Yet, such a small Taiqing Sect concealed six terrifying Spirit Severing Realm entities. No one would believe this if it were said.
Was this the legacy left by the ancestors for their descendants?
At this mont, seeing Cao Zhengyang's eyes shining, Zhou Qing quickly said, "Uncle, don't overthink. We can't control those Spirit Severing Realm beings. They likely evolved to that point later."
"These aren't our reliance but a disaster that could bring doom to Taiqing Sect if they break free."
Hearing this, Cao Zhengyang snapped back to reality and continuously nodded.
He naturally understood this as well and dared not harbor any thoughts of controlling the Spirit Severing Realm beings.
That would be more terrifying than negotiating with a tiger.
With the slightest mistake, it would be an endless catastrophe.
"Wait, are you saying that the abyss beneath Spirit Skull Mountain is bizarrely connected to the first coffin for so unknown reason?" Cao Zhengyang asked hurriedly.
Zhou Qing nodded solemnly and said, "It seems so."
"Then that's catastrophic. If this group enters, wouldn't they erge from the Pocket World?" Cao Zhengyang asked, his face full of worry.
Zhou Qing also furrowed his brow.
He rembered the last ti he went in with his second granduncle, despite using the Invisibility Talisman the entire ti, his second granduncle constantly felt soone watching them from the shadows throughout.
And that probing gaze presumably belonged to the ruler of that eerie world, a genuine Spirit Severing Realm being.
But the entity likely had its own thoughts and was much more rational than the Fla Fire Crocodile King.
Otherwise, it would have already orchestrated the Wandering Souls to attack them.
More importantly, the Wandering Souls in the Gravity Zone.
Entering people of different realms would encounter Wandering Souls corresponding to their realms, potentially controlled by that entity.
It's uncertain whether the first coffin houses an existence similar to a Ghost King.
Subsequently, Zhou Qing voiced his speculations.
Cao Zhengyang was taken aback, finally realizing that the Wandering Souls originated from the first coffin.
Currently, including the Supre Elder, no one could enter the Pocket World due to these Wandering Souls.
By the way, what else did your second granduncle take you to do?
What other things haven't you told us?
However, these don't matter now.
According to Zhou Qing, the first coffin houses a world that even his second granduncle hasn't fully explored, filled with countless treasures.
The good news is that it's filled with nurous Restrictions every few steps, which cannot be opened without an Array Master.
The bad news is that many people have gathered at Spirit Skull Mountain, capable of brute-forcing through these things, potentially destroying the treasures inside in the process.
"No, these are the legacies left by our Taiqing Sect ancestors. Why should they go to them? Where is your second granduncle? Didn't he co back with you this ti?"
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