Zhang Yu knew that Yingxin Heaven used ancestors’ corpses and True Spirit to store and hide the Cave Heaven Power as a ans of cover.
Previously, after locating an ancestor’s corpse, he stored it in the Grotto Heaven, and only upon liberating the corpse could he obtain the Cave Heaven Power left by Yingxin Heaven.
But now, the corpse, which should have been in a corner of the Maze Realm’s office area, suddenly started moving at high speed.
Especially since Zhang Yu could feel a restless emotion being continuously transmitted over.
"Could it have been discovered by soone?"
"Has the ancestor’s corpse been taken by soone else?"
At this thought, Zhang Yu’s eyes narrowed, and his figure turned into a gust of wind, swiftly approaching the rapidly moving corpse.
On his way, Zhang Yu saw more and more Soul Cultivators and Cultivators appearing in the Maze Realm.
And from their sporadic conversations, Zhang Yu learned that with the Maze Realm’s spatial structure changing, more exploration routes seed to be discovered, and more previously hard-to-find areas were found.
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A corpse retrieval squad affiliated with the Netherworld Palace was currently conducting their latest Maze Realm exploration task.
The leader of the Cultivators was nad Ming Jue, a Level 2 Sect Affairs Officer of the Netherworld Palace, with rich experience in exploring the Maze Realm.
Different from the Wanfa Sect, the force the Netherworld Palace stationed at the Old Graveyard had always retained the task of exploring the Maze Realm, and they had consistently maintained the configuration of corpse retrieval squads, long term collecting corpse items from the Maze Realm.
Ming Jue, as an experienced captain of the corpse retrieval squad, believed the most valuable experience in exploring the Maze Realm was not to explore.
"The previous Maze Realm was too dangerous."
Ming Jue thought internally: "In the chaotic space, the sense of direction was completely destroyed. The path seen ahead and the actual route traveled—whether direction or distance—felt entirely different."
"One wrong step might an sky and earth turning upside down, and the surrounding environnt changes completely."
"Once lost, it could be months, years, or even a lifeti and you might never get out."
"And there are all sorts of frenzied corpse items..."
Ming Jue recalled once going too deep into the office area, getting lost for over half a year, having to fight and hunt corpse items daily, and ultimately resorting to gnawing on corpse items to supplent what he consud.
Every ti he thought of that process, Ming Jue felt a pang of heartache.
"Who knows the pain of corpses in coffins, each as laborious as the last, good corpse items that couldn’t be taken out to sell, could only be eaten on the spot..."
The thought of the money he could have earned pained Ming Jue, and at that mont he felt he also understood the ancients’ agony when gnawing on corpses during years of great famine.
Therefore... since finishing that corpse retrieval task, Ming Jue never dared to delve deep into the Maze Realm for corpses again.
During each subsequent task, he rely circled the Maze Realm’s surface, like a useless husband, going in but as if he didn’t, coming out quickly without any feelings.
Logically, for Ming Jue to idle like this would look terrible on his performance, naturally affecting his annual appraisal.
But because of his idling, although not gaining much, he avoided many losses for the entire group, so the overall performance wasn’t the worst.
"As expected, the more you do, the more mistakes, the less you do, the fewer mistakes, doing nothing avoids mistakes."
Henceforth, Ming Jue beca further hesitant to delve into the Maze Realm, until this ti the Maze Realm changed, forcing the Netherworld Sect to increase its exploration efforts.
At the sa ti, Ming Jue also found that although the Maze Realm was still very dangerous, it was much better than before.
"At least the issue of spatial disorder isn’t as severe," Ming Jue thought: "The chances of getting lost have significantly decreased."
Because of this, Ming Jue went a bit deeper in this exploration.
A whirring sound rose, and a black torrent already passed through the chaotic space in front of Ming Jue and his team.
Seeing this scene, Ming Jue imdiately signaled everyone to stop: "It’s a corpse tide! Stop all breathing, enter silent mode!"
The so-called corpse tide, according to Ming Jue’s knowledge, is a special phenonon in the Old Cetery Illusion Realm.
A large number of Breathing Corpse Items, driven by a deep internal craving for breathing and Spiritual chanism, unconsciously head towards areas with higher concentrations of Spiritual chanism.
And as many corpse items do this simultaneously, it forms a torrent made of Breathing Corpse Items.
This torrent, influenced by changes and surges of Spiritual chanism in the Maze, spirals back and forth within, driven by an instinct to feed, devours any biomass they encounter, be it other corpse items or personnel exploring the Maze Realm.
Watching the corpse tide swiftly pass by and disappear, Ming Jue just exhaled a sigh of relief, suddenly sensing an abnormality from the direction ahead.
"That’s... the direction where the corpse tide ca."
Around him, concentrations of Spiritual chanism, Yin Qi quickly decreased, as if a black hole was voraciously devouring everything in the air.
Ming Jue instantly realized: "Sothing is frantically absorbing the Spiritual chanism; the corpse tide left because it sensed the change in concentration, led away by this thing."
Ming Jue’s mind imdiately recalled an office area tool manual, containing descriptions of various tools before the Maze appeared, and now more and more of these tools have turned frenzied corpse items.
While Ming Jue was assessing what was frantically absorbing the Spiritual chanism, a figure, following the direction of the corpse tide, rapidly approached them.
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