Chapter 644: Great Sage's Tomb

Jiang Fan wondered, "Is there something beneath us? Don't you demons know anything about it?"

Hai Mei's expression was grim. Ling Shu, too, showed a rare expression of displeasure. It was clear that the two disciples of the Great Yin Sect, constantly calling them "barbarians," were being extremely rude.

"Not exactly," Hai Mei replied. "As early as when this place was discovered, the former demon emperors determined that there was something under this seal. But our demon race has no historical records from ancient times. Unable to determine what was sealed below, we dared not act rashly."

Ling Shu, who usually read a lot, knew more details. "Actually, one demon emperor, before his demise, considered the ancient formation. He hoped to find some opportunity for breakthroughs, thereby increasing his strength and extending his lifespan. But after going once, he returned gravely wounded. He died within just three days, beyond medical help. Not only did he not extend his life, but he also passed away prematurely."

Jiang Fan was startled. A demon emperor returned gravely wounded?

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What did the Demon Emperor discover down there?"

Ling Shu shook her head. "I don't know. All we know is that the Demon Emperor returned with a look of sheer panic. Before his death, he issued an order: 'No future demon shall ever pry into what lies beneath this seal, or face the consequences.' After that, the demon race completely abandoned any desire to covet what lay beneath."

Jiang Fan felt a slight chill down his spine. What terrible thing was hidden beneath this seal?

Creak—Just then, the massive purple stone, serving as the core of the formation, was successfully removed by the two individuals. The ancient formation, which had been operating for a thousand years, slowly ceased its function.

The floor of the great hall suddenly seemed to lose its support. Except for the formation's core, the ground rumbled and sank. A vast expanse of blood-red light burst from below, illuminating the entire underground chamber in a crimson glow. It was like the legendary realm of purgatory.

Looking down, they saw that beneath the hall was actually a pool of blood!

In the blood pool, a bronze coffin floated on the surface. As the seal was broken, the blood pool began to churn, lapping against the bronze coffin and emitting a wailing echo. It sounded like the sorrowful cries of a wild ghost. In the blood-red environment, it appeared especially eerie.

"Blood pool nurtures bronze coffin, red demon rules the netherworld!" the woman excitedly said. "That ancient demon text really didn't lie to us. This is the tomb of a great sage from ancient times who fell here! Because she remained incredibly powerful even after death, she was permanently suppressed to prevent her from causing chaos in the region after her demise!"

The man's eyes were also filled with fervor. "That ancient text said the great sage's personal magical artifacts were also buried with her. We're rich!"

What? The tomb of a great sage? Hai Mei and Ling Shu were startled, their faces full of disbelief.

Ling Shu stammered, "Brother... did you hear that? It's the tomb of a great sage down there!"

Hai Mei's gaze was fiery, and she spoke incoherently, "Could there be an opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in there?"

After a brief thought, Jiang Fan decisively said, "Let's go!"

The two women hesitated. This was the tomb of a great sage; anything unearthed from it would be an extraordinary treasure. They had come all this way and finally uncovered such a huge secret. And now they were leaving?

"Those words were deliberately spoken for us to hear," Jiang Fan said. "They've already discovered us."

The two women were startled, and immediately followed Jiang Fan, retreating without hesitation.

They had barely taken a few steps back when the ground where they had stood cracked open without warning. Two corpses, radiating an aura of yin energy, abruptly emerged from beneath the earth. They simultaneously attacked the three.

Without thinking, Hai Mei raised her hand and unleashed two blasts. Thump, thump—With two dull thuds, the two corpses were sent flying, falling into the blood pool below.

The corpses immediately surged out, covered in blood, but did not pursue the two anymore. Instead, they flashed to stand in front of the two disciples of the Great Yin Sect.

Hai Mei looked at her fists. They were scorched black. An incredibly dense yin energy had entered her body. A cool, stinging sensation spread, causing her to slightly frown. Such powerful yin energy.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan had warned them; if they had been caught unaware and attacked by the two yin corpses ambushing underground, the consequences wouldn't have just been scorched fists. She might have been seriously injured.

Feeling the stinging in her fists intensify, she quickly linked arms with Jiang Fan. As lightning arcs entered her body, the large amount of yin energy on her fists turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Ling Shu had a look of one who had narrowly escaped disaster. Hai Mei's fists were scorched; if she had accidentally taken a punch, the least she would have suffered was a pierced body, right?

"Brother, how did you know he had discovered us?" Ling Shu asked. Since both sides had now become aware of each other, Ling Shu no longer needed to communicate telepathically.

"It's simple," Jiang Fan replied. "If you knew the burial place of a great sage, and also knew her magical artifacts were here, would you secretly take the artifacts, or selflessly write a book about it for everyone in the world to read?"

Uh—This... did it even need to be asked?

Unless one were a selfless saint, who wouldn't covet the magical artifacts of a great sage?

It was obvious. That male disciple had made up the story on the spot, and it was a story full of holes.

Ling Shu's face flushed, and she stuck out her tongue. "I actually believed such a fake story." Thinking of how she had almost fallen for it, she felt even more mortified.

If she felt this way, Hai Mei's cheeks burned even more: "Our cultivation isn't enough. We almost fell for such a simple trap."

It was very clear. The male disciple had long since detected their presence. To avoid alerting them, he deliberately concocted the story about the great sage's magical artifacts aloud, hoping to trick them into coming to seize them. If they had actually made a move, the yin corpses hidden underground would have launched an unexpected sneak attack.

However, these two disciples of the Great Yin Sect had misjudged two things. First, Jiang Fan had seen through their plan. Second, Jiang Fan had an unparalleled expert by his side, one at the perfected ninth layer of Core Formation.

Therefore, the two Great Yin Sect disciples immediately switched to a defensive stance.

The male disciple was around twenty years old; it was unclear if it was related to his long association with yin corpses. His skin was pale and bloodless, like a corpse that had been submerged for several days. His eyes were sunken, and his gaze was particularly sinister.

"I am Wang Chongxiao of the Great Yin Sect. Who are you?" Wang Chongxiao, hiding behind the yin corpses, only partially revealed himself as he called out from a distance.

He curiously observed the strange group in front of him. Two women and one man—that wasn't unusual. But both women were linked arm-in-arm with the man. They didn't look like they were here to explore, but rather like they were on a leisurely outing with their wives and concubines! Seriously, this was a secret realm. How could he be embracing two women at once? It was simply preposterous!

Jiang Fan's gaze calmly swept over the two, while he simultaneously squinted, surveying their surroundings. "Why don't you summon all your yin corpses, and then we can talk?"

Wang Chongxiao frowned. "You know about yin corpses? It seems your identity is not simple either. However, we only have two yin corpses..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fan tapped his toe. Powerful lightning instantly infused into the ground, dispersing into countless arcs of electricity. It formed an electric net, engulfing every part of the secret realm.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—From within the walls, beneath the earth, and even underground not far from Jiang Fan and his companions, large amounts of black yin energy steamed out.

Wang Chongxiao and the female disciple's expressions changed. They hurriedly said, "Please, noble sir, show us mercy!"