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Seeing this, Dracula, who had been holding his breath and didn’t dare to breathe loudly, finally relaxed and exclaid: "Brother Lin, you’ve broken this formation!"
"Great, we can continue deep into the main chamber of the Ancient General Tomb."
"There must be many good things inside."
Even Dracula couldn’t help his emotional fluctuations and beca excited.
Earlier, he initially thought he couldn’t break this formation and would have to abandon it like before and return ho.
However, who would have thought that afterwards, a bright spot appeared, and Lin Dong actually found a turning point, discovering a way to break this formation.
"Let’s go, enter inside." Lin Dong, at the mont, looked at the Light Gate opened within the Array Barrier, his face also lit up with joy.
Then, he spoke to Dracula and Ye Linglong.
The two people nodded.
Lin Dong let Dracula enter first.
Dracula, although outwardly maintaining his noble-like elegance, felt a ripple of unease inside.
"What on earth could be inside?" Dracula was incredibly expectant.
Of course, he also had a bit of trepidation.
After all, it was the burial ground of the Ancient General Tomb, so naturally it would be extrely dangerous inside.
Just speaking of this Light Gate, he couldn’t see through it.
However, wealth seeks danger, and now he certainly wouldn’t retreat.
"Hu~~~" Dracula flew away, stepping into the Light Gate.
The power inside the Light Gate was a presence to him that intertwined yet repulsed with the dark forces flowing within him.
He felt a faint sting emanate from the depths of his soul, an experience not felt for years, causing a serious look to flash in his eyes.
However, he could only endure...
As he entered into the light, Lin Dong said to Ye Linglong again, "Linglong, you go first, I’ll bring up the rear."
Ye Linglong nodded, among the three, she was the weakest in strength.
Protected by Lin Dong, she walked in the middle, which is relatively safe.
The forr had Dracula scouting ahead. The latter had Lin Dong at the rear. Regardless of dangers ahead or behind, soone was there to handle them.
"Swish~~~"
As soon as she gracefully stepped into the Light Gate, she felt an indescribable force suddenly lift her, as if the entire world lost balance at that mont.
In the spinning heavens and earth, she could only tightly close her eyes, instinctively clutching her Short Sword to maintain a bit of clarity and sense of security.
The feeling of weightlessness and confusion was like being swept into a never-ending vortex, filling her heart with the unknown and fear.
However, at this mont, a harmonious force acted upon her.
It steadied her!
It was precisely Lin Dong’s power.
Upon entering this Light Gate, whether it was Dracula or Ye Linglong, they both found themselves sowhat awkward...
Only Lin Dong remained calm and unhurried.
His posture was upright, and his steps were steady; even when facing the unknown Light Gate, he handled it with ease.
To him, the power inside the Light Gate seed to be like a gentle breeze passing over his skin, not swaying him in the slightest.
His pair of eyes like torches penetrated the rotating light, as if already envisioning the new world about to unfold.
Eventually, when the powerful force subsided gradually, the three of them tumbling out of the Light Gate, landed in a vast and unfamiliar terrain.
Here was a gargantuan burial ground, suffocatingly vast, like a scar of nature deeply etched onto the surface of the earth.
Surrounding steep cliffs soared towards the clouds, filled with traces of ti, weathered stones speaking the vicissitudes of history.
Within the burial ground, all was silent; only the occasional rising of Yin Wind carrying mournful wailing, like whispers of the deceased, reverberated in the empty mountain valley.
The air was filled with an indescribable putrid scent, lingering traces left by innurable lives ending here over ten million years.
The ground was covered with a thick layer of dead branches and leaves, and each step taken felt the weight of the earth and the profundity of its history.
In the center of this eerie burial ground grew a miraculous colossal ancient tree.
Its trunk exceedingly thick, its bark laden with cracks akin to ancient totems recording the passage of ti.
The branches and leaves were lush, blocking out the sky.
But in the dense treetop floated a crystal clear Ice Coffin.
It emanated a faint blue light, particularly noticeable in the dim environnt.
All three of their gazes were naturally drawn to the Ice Coffin suspended atop the ancient tree.
The Ice Coffin seed intricately carved from ice, crystal clear, seemingly able to reflect the deepest fears and desires within.
However, despite the material appearing sculpted from ice, crystal clear, it was impossible to see what’s inside.
Yet within that Ice Coffin, a seemingly unknown presence lay, preserved by eternal cold, quietly waiting for an unknown mont of awakening.
Surrounded by faint cold air, even from a distance, one could feel the ancient icy and mysterious aura.
This scene, both grand and terrifying, made the three involuntarily pause, hearts filled with awe and curiosity.
Dracula took a deep breath and exclaid:
"That’s an Ice Coffin forged from ten-thousand-year-old Extre Ice, capable of freezing everything."
"Our ancestors had an ancestor-level existence who once sought ten-thousand-year-old Extre Ice to forge such an Ice Coffin, to freeze himself!"
"To live for a thousand years and have a second life... Unfortunately, this ten-thousand-year-old Extre Ice was too rare and precious; he spent his life and only collected brick-sized pieces, unable to craft an Ice Coffin."
"Unexpectedly, there’s such an Ice Coffin here. Could it be that inside the coffin is the General Minister King himself?"
Dracula’s face turned extrely solemn at this point.
If it were the General Minister King, would he leverage this Ice Coffin’s freezing power to have a third life?
If the opponent is still alive or awakens, wouldn’t it be terrifying?
The few of them wouldn’t even be enough to fill the gaps of his teeth.
"He’s already lived a second life; he shouldn’t be able to live a third life." Lin Dong shook his head and said.
From the mural, it’s known that the General’s Body is already the General Minister King’s second life.
And after the General’s death, it’s impossible for him to live a third life; he can’t continue Corpse Cultivation—that would violate the cycle of life and aging in Heaven’s Way.
Living a second life was possible because he was of the General’s Constitution and had various other factors adding up. It was a one-in-ten-million chance.
Throughout history, those who managed to have a second life through Corpse Cultivation or ’Divine Soul Rebuild’ were rare.
As for living a third life, that’s impossible.
Even with an Ice Coffin made from ten-thousand-year-old Extre Ice, it couldn’t be done.
"Should we go open it? I always feel if there’s any treasures, they must be placed inside the Ice Coffin. Perhaps General Pill is in there too!"
Dracula spoke, eyes looking at Lin Dong, seriously inquiring.
And Lin Dong’s gaze was tightly fixed on that Ice Coffin.
As if trying to see through its contents...
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