"Let’s go!"
The Second Uncle looked up and saw that both of their arms on either side had already appeared, and the effect of the invisibility talisman was about to completely disappear. He did not hesitate any longer and decisively accelerated his pace.
Before long, the path ahead beca exceptionally cold, causing the two to slow their steps.
They saw the mist ahead was dark, only showing so vague outlines. As they stepped closer, the mist gradually thinned.
When the scene in front beca clear, the two were instantly shocked and stood frozen.
They saw a gloomy city appearing abruptly before them; the city walls were engraved with bizarre runes, constantly flickering with a ghostly green light.
Above the city gate, a massive plaque read "Yin Ruins" in twisted, nacing characters, exuding an endless sense of oppression.
Countless wandering souls were frantically rushing inside.
"They are building their own capital!" The Second Uncle looked at the wandering souls, so well-disciplined, with disbelief on his face.
This would be absolutely impossible without a leader in charge.
Zhou Qing couldn’t help but swallow.
He could feel that these wandering souls each had a role, with no chaos or hesitation, and that was the most terrifying part.
Who knows how many wandering souls are in this little world, and they are not afraid of death at all. They can even rely on absorbing blood qi and devouring to undergo transformation again and again.
At that mont, a Divinity Transformation- realm wandering soul unexpectedly floated over from the Ghost City, holding a storage bag.
It then stopped suddenly less than three ters away from them and slowly spoke in a hoarse, deep voice, as if coming from the Nine Netherworld Hell.
"The emperor has... orders, final... gift... leave... close... gateway..."
Though the wandering soul’s words were stuttered, the two roughly understood the aning.
Looking at the storage bag handed over, the Second Uncle felt it was so incredible.
At this mont, he was more certain than ever that Zhou Qing may have truly seen the forr Canglong Taoist.
Otherwise, why?
Because he looks handso?
"Half a stick... incense, seal... coffin lid!" The wandering soul spoke again, then turned to leave.
The Second Uncle frowned slightly: "It actually knows even about the coffin!"
In the past, when he was in the third coffin, he tried to pry information from the Fla Fire Crocodile during a fight, but it didn’t know anything about the outside world.
And it couldn’t co out either, seemingly sealed by so force.
Seeing the situation, Zhou Qing hurriedly cast his gaze towards the Second Uncle, his eyes full of inquiry.
The Second Uncle said solemnly, "Take the storage bag. Obviously, it’s not for . Didn’t you see that wandering soul staring at you all along?"
"I didn’t expect the invisibility talisman to be completely useless in front of the Ghost Emperor."
Zhou Qing looked at the floating storage bag in front of him. After a slight hesitation, he slowly reached out to take it.
Then, he respectfully bowed deeply towards the eerie city.
He wanted to shout ’Master,’ but swallowed the words back down.
After all, strictly speaking, he had only seen the Canglong Taoist in a simulated environnt, and the current Ghost Emperor had never seen him as his disciple grandson.
If he shouted out loudly just like that, many things would be hard to explain.
Moreover, the present situation is clear; Master must have difficulties that cannot be spoken of.
Rumble!
At this mont, a violent rumble suddenly ca from overhead, causing a painful buzzing in their eardrums. The surrounding air trembled.
Seeing this, the Second Uncle wasted no ti, pulling Zhou Qing to fly into the air.
In that mont, he had found the answer in his heart.
Years ago, after entering the third coffin and being trapped, sothing must have happened that he didn’t know about.
The Canglong Taoist had even secured him an opportunity, but judging by the current situation, the price for it was likely extrely severe.
As soon as they ca out of the coffin, black mist chains suddenly appeared on top of the coffin, tightly wrapping it. Then it gradually returned to normal.
With a feeling of reluctance, the Second Uncle tried again to move the coffin but found it didn’t budge an inch.
As if a sturdy sealing force had been applied from within, completely isolating it from the outside world.
"What a pity—" Seeing this, the Second Uncle sighed.
So many good things, just like that, slipped out of his grasp.
If only he had broken open the Red Tower Mountain.
Seeing the Corpse Wax Crow about to erge, the two hurriedly crossed the river and stopped at the passage.
"Let see what good things your Master left you? But don’t let there be any soul-snatching thods. I almost forgot, you have Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown, so you’re not afraid of these."
The Second Uncle’s mood was excellent. In the blink of an eye, he had thrown away the regret just now, reaching out to take the storage bag from Zhou Qing and carefully examining it.
Soon, a flash of indescribable shock passed through his eyes, and he exclaid, "It’s such a rare top-grade Yin Spirit Jade!"
While speaking, the Second Uncle flipped his wrist, and a fist-sized piece of jade appeared in his palm.
The jade emanated a peculiar dark black color, its surface covered with irregular cracks, yet the energy contained within it was extrely strange, seeming like living energy yet also like deathly energy.
The two intertwining and entangling, much like the Yin Yang Qi Zhou Qing had refined before as the number one ranking.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing curiously leaned over, his gaze fixed tightly on the peculiar jade.
The Second Uncle ticulously examined the storage bag again, profoundly sighing, "Fourteen pieces in total, all top-grade indeed. Apparently, this was specially prepared for the Peak Masters of the Thirteen Peaks, and for you."
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