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It was blinding. It was a vast expanse of whiteness that pierced the eyes.    

Yang Ping's eyes were special, and she did not feel any pain. She could see everything clearly, but she still felt very uncomfortable, as his eyes far surpassed that of an ordinary person's. Even a saint would not be able to see through them, but Yang Ping did, and her eyes had many functions.    

Holographic Image, Perspective...    

He felt that there were still many functions waiting to be developed.    

Yang Ping faintly felt that his eyes could be a special kind of thing. Possessing a mystical ability, she would create a miracle.    

Yang Ping was surprised. Could it be that this was another subterranean world? Living in it were living people, growing vegetables in the fields, and the vegetables were fresh. The leek had just been cut, and the blade was very sharp.    

Yang Ping could tell from the leek cut that this person's cultivation level was high and her ability to comprehend the meaning of Qi was not something she could compare to. Yang Ping could not help but exclaim, there are many extraordinary people in the world.    

He was excited as he thought of this.    

Suddenly, a cold shiver went down his spine.    

He suddenly turned his head, and his face filled with astonishment.    

About thirty corpses stood up, and all of them opened their eyes, looking at the world where the light was. Even though Saint King was standing in front of them, and had lost his life, the pressure that was naturally emitted was enough to make the bones in Yang Ping's entire body creak, and he looked as if he was about to shatter them.    

If these people were put together, it would be enough to create a new Sacred Ground. Yet, all of them had died here, and stood up inexplicably, who could not be afraid?    

Yang Ping instinctively wanted to shout, but forcibly held it in.    

These terrifying existences did not target him. Their eyes were empty and lifeless. They relied on their instincts to move, yearning for the world within the light.    

A Saint King took a step forward. Her footsteps were slow and difficult, as if heavy shackles were placed on her feet. Wailing sounds came from his mouth as he stepped forward furiously. Yang Ping stood at the side with her back drenched, not daring to make a move.    

Fortunately, these corpses did not kill him and treated him like air. They spent a long time walking to the front of the light.    

A Saint King touched the white light and suddenly, a white smoke came out from the corpse. He let out a miserable scream and quickly retreated, staring in front of him in fear.    

Every one of the corpses had to come into contact with the white light, and the Subsaint bones beneath the ground were instantly vaporized.    

This beam of light was like a purifying beam of light.    

A Subsaint skeleton disappeared.    

The two Subsaint skeletons disappeared.    

In the end, all of the Subsaint bones disappeared and were purified by the white light, becoming the spirit energy of nature. Wherever they came from, they would head towards.    

Saints and Saint King were fine, they went back to a distance and laid down obediently.    

Everything returned to silence.    

Unknowingly, her forehead started to drip with sweat, which had wet her eyes. Yang Ping was enduring an incomparably terrifying pressure, and who knew how many of her ribs were broken. He wiped off his sweat to make sure the bodies weren't moving before she walked over to the opening.    

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Ping stepped forward.    

He did not know what would happen next, but he knew that this terrifying cave would likely become a tomb if he continued to stay here. The old man had mentioned that Yang Ping had also seen the tomb in the ancient records of Immortal Medicine Sect, it was the place to punish Saints.    

Not all saints were high and mighty. They would also commit heinous crimes, and all of them needed to be punished.    

Rumor has it that there was an organization that specialized in killing saints who committed grave sins. For example, during the Civil War, or when there was an invasion of an island nation, some saints betrayed their country to cooperate with their enemies. This was a great sin and was unforgivable.    

When Yang Ping saw this message, she shook her head and thought to herself, In this world, the Saints are high above, they rarely appear, and with their strength, they can look down on the world, so what kind of organization would be able to kill the Saints?    

It was equivalent to a fantasy story.    

Yang Ping did not mind, but when she landed inside the cave, he saw the special marks on the corpse. Especially after the Subsaint died, the crystal skeleton still had the odd runes on it.    

After staying in the cave for such a long time, Yang Ping didn't think that she had the ability to leave.    

The cracks slowly closed.    

Yang Ping did not think much and rushed out.    

The moment she rushed out of the tomb, Yang Ping felt as if she had been reborn. She felt an incomparably beautiful air around him, as if a single breath of air would allow him to become an immortal. This feeling was very good. Only a place filled with pure spiritual energy would have such an effect.    

For example, the Sacred Grounds.    

And this place was equivalent to the Sacred Grounds Mountain Gate.    

If word were to spread out, there would be a place with an extremely dense spiritual energy. There would definitely be countless experts who would want to break their brains to enter this place.    

Other than the dense Spiritual Qi in the air, there were also many rare and precious fruits.    

Other than the leek that had been sliced by the blade, not far away, Yang Ping saw an old ginseng with three leaves slowly floating around. Every leaf was playing with the spirit energy, blending with the heaven and earth, resonating with the Great Dao.    

Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng!    

Yang Ping studied medicine and knew the value of this ginseng. It was simply a priceless treasure.    

The Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng, recorded in the records of the Immortal Medicine Sect was a ginseng that was more than five hundred years old. Under normal circumstances, it was almost impossible to see two hundred years old ginseng outside, but it wasn't because they didn't exist, but because once a ginseng reached two hundred years old, it would have to withstand the baptism of thunder and lightning. Ninety percent of the old ginseng would be unable to withstand the lightning of nature and would turn into ashes, but there were still some strange things.    

The Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng was a medicine that belonged to the people who lived and died. It was hard to find in the world.    

And here it was.    

Yang Ping was excited and wanted to pick them, but the Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng had intelligence. When it sensed danger, it dove into the ground and disappeared.    

Damn, he even had spiritual knowledge!    

Yang Ping was shocked. She knew that the information in the Immortal Medicine Sect Encyclopedia was very likely to be true. Not only did the Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng exist, it also had intelligence.    

The world in front of him was not big, about the size of a village chief.    

After Yang Ping finished looking through, there was a grass hut at the back of heaven and earth. The thatched cottage looked like a phoenix being reborn from the fire. One shouldn't ask Yang Ping how she saw it, but with her special eyes, she would be able to see that something was different.    

There was someone at the Underground World!    

Yang Ping muttered to herself, if there really was someone here, wouldn't that mean that there was a possibility of finding the way out?    

He walked toward the hut with excitement.    

He moved as fast as he could.    

Yang Ping came to the front of the thatched cottage and was about to knock on the door.    

The door opened.    

A stunning beauty walked out.    

Seeing the beauty's appearance, Yang Ping's face changed, and she cried out.