C755 Burying Hole
C755 Burying Hole
The cave was not big, but it was extremely bright.
He didn't need a perspective to clearly observe the environment.
The walls were inlaid with large Night Pearls, each of them extremely valuable. The densely packed Night Pearls illuminated the cave as if it was day. Just by looking at the wealth of the Night Pearls in this place, Yang Ping had thought that only dragons would like to collect Night Pearls, especially the Night Pearls.
What surprised Yang Ping was that ever since he fell down, the passageway had been sealed and there was no way to find the way out.
The cave was clean and tidy, and it was as warm as spring. The air in the cave was not bad, indicating that the air in the cave was concealed. Yang Ping tried to punch the stone wall and cried out in pain. He had forgotten that she had lost her strength and the hardness of the stone wall was beyond her imagination.
Blood flowed out.
Yang Ping was shocked.
Even if he had lost all his strength, his body's strength had completely surpassed that of the Ninth Level Stage. He was unbreakable, but the sharpness of the stone wall had actually cut into his skin, causing him to bleed.
He took a deep breath and began to think about the way out.
Yang Ping vaguely remembered that after she summoned out the six Death-proof Stele s and sealed him inside a bronze coffin. It seemed like he had passed through the passage of time. Currently, there was no possibility of leaving.
What should he do?
Although the Madame Zhu was in the Dragon City, with the Blossom Sect, nothing bad would happen to Zhu Xi and the rest.
However, the unease in his heart grew stronger.
This was the sixth sense.
Relying on this precise sixth sense, Yang Ping avoided a lot of calamities, which meant that there must be something wrong with it. But he would not have thought that the situation on the ground was more complicated than he had imagined. There was nothing in the empty karst cave.
He drummed on the wall, trying to find the hollow place.
It was a pity that every part of it was solid, with no gaps to be found. He sat on the ground in disappointment and thought, "No way, I definitely can't be trapped here. Even if I don't get killed, I'll probably die here." Human was iron while food was steel. No matter how powerful the Martial Cultivator was, they needed to eat.
He was getting more and more impatient.
Yang Ping was furious, she attacked the wall again, wanting to dig a hole. Unfortunately, the stone wall was extremely hard, and that too was beyond her imagination, so this time, the stone wall released a faint light. Although it did not change the Night Pearl, the halo flowing on the stone wall caused his fist energy to dissipate, dispersing all of his energy. Moreover, the stone wall caused his arm to be injured again, almost causing him to break his arm.
Hardness, recoil, and a weird degree of power were the most terrifying things that Yang Ping had ever seen.
This place was definitely not an ordinary karst cave.
If it was an ordinary cave, Yang Ping was confident that she would be able to penetrate the cave with just her hands. There must be an underground river surrounding the cave, and after going through the underground river, they would be able to enter the surface and escape.
What exactly is this place?
Yang Ping's expression calmed down, and realised that her emotions would only grow more agitated. In the sealed space, the light emitted by the Night Pearl became even more hazy, as if it was using a hypnosis technique, hinting at him to be violent and kill ruthlessly. Many times, he couldn't resist the urge in her heart to kill her way out.
The Night Pearl was strange.
Yang Ping was unable to deactivate the pellet, and could only observe each pellet carefully. He opened his X-ray vision, and was unwilling to let go of the opportunity the next time, but unfortunately, half an hour had passed, and there were no loopholes in it.
It couldn't be that he really couldn't go back, right?
Yang Ping frowned, she stomped her feet and cursed, she was unlucky and the river water had gaps in it, but unfortunately he did not remember that before he entered the cave, he was in a demonic state. Inside the cave, the demonic state was removed, and the darkness energy seemed to be afraid of something, as it lay dormant in her blood vessels.
Boom!
With a stomp, a footprint appeared on the ground.
Yang Ping exclaimed softly. She continued to stamp down along the footprints and quickly dug out a hole. He was overjoyed and thought to herself that she finally found a way out.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Relying on her strong and solid body, Yang Ping dug out a hole half a meter wide forcefully, and also dug out the wet soil. Her face changed greatly, and she said excitedly: "Not bad, there's water, which means we're not far from the underground river."
He continued to dig desperately.
Suddenly, with a clank, Yang Ping's finger found something that seemed to be an iron grade equipment. He dug through the soil and dug out a cassock. It was different from a normal one, dotted with small ornaments, all made of gold and worth a lot of money.
He continued to dig.
However, the unlucky feeling in her heart gushed out, causing Yang Ping to tremble and almost sit on the ground.
F * ck, there's someone inside the cassock!
More accurately speaking, it was a skeleton.
The skeleton was sparkling and translucent like precious jade, and it was also extremely tough. Although it was already dead, it was definitely a supreme expert when alive. Otherwise, the stone wouldn't have become a treasure like the jade stone. This person at least had Subsaintly State.
It was a pity that he died here.
Yang Ping dug up the skeleton and continued to dig.
He dug up another corpse. This corpse did not rot, and its body was as hard as iron. It was indestructible, but its head was missing. His blood had already flowed and only her body remained. The aura released by the corpse was extremely strong, and since Yang Ping did not have the strength, she could only barely approach it.
This was the corpse of a saint.
Inside the cave, there was the corpse of a saint.
The Saint Stage was not an ordinary realm, it was an existence which had Transcended. However, even the Saint Expert had to die here, it would be alright if they were killed by someone, but if they were trapped here, he would probably vomit three liters of blood.
Saints are going to die.
Not to mention him.
Yang Ping comforted herself, this corpse should have been sealed here, and not trapped here to die. He dug deeper and deeper into the wet earth, but her face grew more and more serious as he dug up another body, and this one was even more powerful.
He could spit out blood just by relying on himself.
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A corpse of the Saint King Realm.
My God.
One of them had a radius of only half a meter, but even though it had expanded to a radius of one zhang, three corpses were actually dug out. The top half was Subsaintly State, the middle half was Saint Stage, and the bottom half was the realm of the Sage King.
What exactly is this place?
Yang Ping's heart turned cold, this was the first time she felt such shock.
At first, he thought that whoever inlaid the Night Pearls on the stone wall was a rich ancient aristocrat. But now, it seemed that these gentle Night Pearls represented a sign of death, sinister and terrifying.
Yang Ping thought, there couldn't be corpses everywhere right?
He didn't want to dig anymore. If he didn't go out, he would be scared to death. Suddenly, from the excavation, he heard the sound of flowing water. He was stunned for a moment, but soon became overjoyed. Living water, this meant that there was an underground river. After weighing the pros and cons, he continued digging.
It was a pity that the sound of flowing water was very quiet in this deep hole. It was possible that the entrance wasn't here.
He hesitated for a moment, weighing the pros and cons. No matter what, these were all dead, and he did not have to be afraid of malingering corpses. Thus, with his tyrannical body, he withstood the pressure of Saint Stage one after another and slowly dug.
He became a self-conscious digger who dug up the ground and laid it out in dense piles of corpses.
Subsaint, Saint, Saint King.
There were three realms and at least thirty corpses on the ground. Just looking at them would cause one's head to explode. One had to know, there were only so many Saints in China, yet a Sage could create a first-rate family. There weren't many first-rate families in China, so one could see how few Saints there were.
But there were at least nine corpses and six Saint King corpses.
Just thinking about it, it was impossible for nine great figures like the Ancestor of Jiang Family to die here.
Finally, Yang Ping finished digging.
The wall cracked open, and the sound of flowing water came not from the ground but from the inside of the wall.
Yang Ping stared blankly at the light that came out from the cracks in the wall. She felt that it was a little familiar, a little unfamiliar, very much like entering and taking a look. It was just like in the Peach Blossom Origin Book, where one took ten steps forward, as if there was light, and inside, there was the harmonious Peach Blossom World.
He stepped forward.
All the corpses on the ground suddenly opened their eyes.