C83

"Oh my god, such a rare elemental spirit's power, your ancestors were just like us, with just a mere Beheading Sword Peak Disciple, how did he obtain it?" Lin Daide said in shock.

Zhang Yanzhuo replied, "I don't know about that. I only remember that our ancestor told Yun Che that in order to create the Monocotyledon, not only did he lose half his life, he also lost fifty years of lifespan."

Lin Daide's eyes lit up when he heard this: "In order to create the Monocotyledon, your ancestor did indeed pay a heavy price. However, the Monocotyledon actually possesses a rare light attributed elemental spirit and its strength is this strong, it is also an extremely good Medium Grade Elemental Artifact."

"Senior Brother Lin must be joking, our ancestors were merely disciples of Claymore Peak, how could they have the ability to create Medium Grade Elemental Artifact? The Monocotyledon can only be used three times, and it has already been used once just now. " Zhang Yanzhuo said in embarrassment.

"What a pity." Lin Daide had a face full of disappointment.

Li Yihui suddenly interrupted: "Don't waste time, if the corpses on the ground wake up again, we will be in trouble."

"That's right, we have to put the search for the Monster King first." Tan Zhiheng advised.

"Let's hurry up and go, so as to avoid any other troubles." Zhao Erguo said.

Following the directions given by the mottled map, the group headed deeper into the graveyard. Wang Jin quietly followed them from behind.

After walking for a long time, some powerful dead demon beasts gradually appeared on the road. They were all above the Fourth Order, and sometimes, there were even some of the Sixth Order.

Every time this happened, Lin Daide and the rest would unreservedly surround and kill all the people blocking their path, revealing their greedy nature. After killing all the high ranking dead bodies, they would pry open the heads of the dead bodies and take their Spirit Beast Cores.

Moreover, they seemed to be willing to do such a thing. Every time they took out a beast core, they would laugh.

Zhao Erguo said in a flattering tone, "Because the Monocotyledon of the Junior Sister Zhao are here, all the dead people do not surround us, which is why we are so carefree and happy."

"That's right, even if the Monocotyledon has used up all of its stored power, it can still be used to scare the undead type demon beasts and be used to hunt for beast cores." Zhang Yanzhuo felt as if he had obtained a treasure.

For this matter, it seemed like they had already prepared enough Fasting Pills. If they were hungry, they could eat one for three days, but if they were thirsty, they could also eat some Clear Water Pills. A single Water Pill could make them drink two or three days worth of water after they had compressed 100 kilograms of water.

Wang Jin quietly followed behind them. No matter how suspicious he was, he was still unable to discover Wang Jin's whereabouts.

Calculating the time, it was already the seventh day since he had entered the fourth level of the A Land Of Desolation.

"We've reached the center of the tomb!" Zhang Yanzhuo pointed to the mottled map and said in surprise.

"Shh …" Everyone grumbled at Zhang Yanzhuo's loud voice.

Zhang Yanzhuo immediately lowered his voice, and pointed to a small hill in the distance: "Can you see that thing? "Actually, it is a Dragon Turtle Tomb, but after going through many years of destruction, its appearance has already become blurry, and it now looks like a small hill. Back then, my Zhang Family's Ancestor and the other disciples were inside the tomb, and they bumped into the fourth layer of the Demon Beast King."

"Everything needs to be done with caution." Lin Daide anxiously said, "Junior Zhang, you have to use the Monocotyledon again to ensure that the Spirit Demon King is in deep sleep."

"Of course." As such, Zhang Yanzhuo took out the Monocotyledon again, he muttered an incantation and waved his arm.

White moon-like rays of light scattered down from the Monocotyledon, enveloping the surrounding area. The entire space seemed to have become even more lifeless.

"I still have one more chance to use the Light elemental spirit's power. I need to save it until the critical moment." Zhang Yanzhuo kept the Monocotyledon.

"Let's all go." Lin Daide urged them, and they carefully approached the small hill.

A deep hole appeared on the chest of the broken Dragon Turtle Tomb. Everyone looked at each other, then used Zhang Yanzhuo's flame martial skill as lighting up the place and entered the Dragon Turtle Tomb.

Wang Jin hurried over, and just as he was about to follow along, he suddenly noticed a strange stone beside the Dragon Turtle's Tomb.

Wang Jin took a closer look and discovered that the stone had been worn out in many places, but there were some blurry edges to it. If he looked carefully, it looked like the head of a long-horned turtle.

"It's the head of the dragon turtle's tomb." Wang Jin curiously looked at the words on it. The words were frayed in many places, and he could only guess what it meant:

The tomb of the elder of the Tu Chen Sect, Huang Zizhen. I was defeated by the Venerable Shang Fang and my cultivation was crippled. I was imprisoned here for the rest of my life.

The remaining words couldn't be seen anymore. It should be recorded as the experience of the elder from the Tu Chen Sect, Huang Zizhen, on the fourth level of the A Land Of Desolation. The last few lines were faintly discernable, probably describing Huang Zizhen's despair and unwillingness to lose his cultivation and to live in such a useless manner.

"The School of Slaughter?" Wang Jin recalled that the Tu Chen Sect was a large sect that had been active thousands of years ago.

However, the Tu Chen Sect was a recognized evil sect, and the creator of the sect had intended for it to "exterminate all living things in Mortal Continent". However, the disciples of Tu Chen's sect weren't all deranged people. Instead, their martial arts were the path of slaughter. To kill proved their dao, so their cultivation techniques and martial arts were also related to slaughter. That was why they seemed so strange.

Because the Slaughterer Sect's martial way was heresy, it posed a serious threat to the martial world of Azure Mountain Country. Therefore, they had formed enmity with most sects. About three hundred years ago, the various sects of Azure Mountain Country had joined forces to exterminate the Tu Chen Sect, causing the death of most of the experts in the sect. The supreme elders of the sect were sealed in a secret place, and the Tu Chen Sect gradually declined.

Even though the Tu Chen Sect had not been completely exterminated, it was no longer the same sect it was back then. It had been completely reduced to a small sect, hiding in some corner and struggling on the edge of death.

Wang Jin read the words and frowned. "It is obvious that this Huang Zi is very active over three thousand years ago, in the same era as the ancestor master Shang Fang. At that time, Tu Chen Sect was still a great sect, if this was Huang Zizhen's tomb …" He was a character whose cultivation had been crippled. How could he have the strength to build such a magnificent tomb?

What is the relationship between the King Beast in the Dragon Turtle's Tomb and Huang Zizhen? "

With a head full of fog, Wang Jin still decided to walk into the Dragon Turtle's Tomb.

Other than some wet rocks, there were only stone steps leading underground. From the depths of the stone steps, a voice could be heard, it was obvious that Lin Daide and the rest had already walked down the stone steps.

Wang Jin added ten more Inhibition Formations on himself, once again he carefully walked down the stone steps.

To ordinary people, it was dark inside the basement, so they couldn't see their hands or fingers, but because Wang Jin had the The Power Of The Undead Source Spirits, he could see his surroundings.

The basement looked like a maze. Each wall of the maze was more than a meter thick, and it took a great deal of effort for a martial artist to break through it. However, Wang Jin didn't dare to clean the snake. He gazed into the distance and noticed a fiery red light coming from the darkness. It must be Zhang Yanzhuo's flame martial skill, so Wang Jin quietly followed.

Although the environment of the maze was dark and humid, it was depressing. However, there weren't any undead beasts on the road, except for a few corpses lying on the road.

The corpses were lifeless, so Wang Jin realised that the clothes they were wearing were the white robes of the Claymore Peak. Presumably, they were the same seniors from three hundred years ago, who had infiltrated this place. They had died for unknown reasons for so many years, so Wang Jin couldn't help but become more vigilant.

"Are we almost there?" Lin Daide asked impatiently.

"Let me see." Zhang Yanzhuo looked at the map as he walked.

"What's the point, Junior Sister?" Li Yihui could not help but say, "As long as we choose the right direction and directly break through the walls of the maze, it will be a waste of time to continue walking like this."

Zhang Yanzhuo shook his head: "Senior brother Li, you do not understand, the walls here are thick, other than a Enormous Strength Soul Essence like senior sister Zhao Yuling, breaking through one would take a lot of effort, how can we possibly have the strength to finish all the walls here?"

"Are we almost there?" Lin Daide impatiently urged.

Zhang Yanzhuo then replied to Lin Daide, "The map shows that the maze is 1500 meters long and is filled with dangerous mechanisms. Three hundred years ago, a few seniors died in the dangerous mechanisms. However, the paths that we walk on are the paths that the seniors have taken. We have removed all the mechanisms involved, so we can rest assured. "

"No wonder we saw some bones on the way." Zhao Erguo interrupted.

Tan Zhiheng could not help but say, "There must be a demon beast king here. Otherwise, why can't we see any other monsters here?"

"Junior Zhang, I hope your Monocotyledon will work, otherwise I will have to abandon you all and escape by myself." Lin Daide sneered.

"I am confident." Zhang Yanzhuo laughed.

Everyone had their own map, but they still went around a lot of wrong paths. However, all of these paths were paths that the seniors of Claymore Peak had walked on before, three hundred years ago, so they were still safe.

Two hours later, they arrived at a strange place. There, they saw a gap in the wall to their right. There seemed to be a red stone door in that gap, looking deathly silent.

"Should we go in and take a look?" Li Yihui's heart itched.

"Our goal is the Medium Grade Elemental Artifact in the hands of the Monster King, don't waste it on such unpredictable dangers." Lin Daide said indifferently.

"This door is very strange. It's fine to just take a look." Maybe it was too comfortable for everyone to walk into the maze, as their courage increased by a lot. Hence, Li Yihui could not help but reach out to touch the stone door.

"It's so cold." Li Yihui said in a low voice.

Ah!

He suddenly let out a scream and quickly retracted his hand. His palm was swollen and thick smoke was rising from it. Then, the skin on his palm began to slowly melt.

"Poison!" Everyone was shocked.

"Save me!" Li Yihui said in fear.

"Hmph, I told you not to touch it." Lin Daide gloated.

The other two men also laughed sinisterly. They were happy to see their love rival suffer.

"Senior-apprentice Brother Lin, please be merciful." Zhang Yanzhuo laughed.

"For Junior Zhang's sake, I barely made a move. Junior Li's poison is a type of poison that can cause people to rot." Lin Daide raised his eyebrows, reached into his bosom and took out a medicine bottle, and then took out a stinky red pellet.

He passed it to Li Yihui.

Li Yihui understood and quickly took the pill and threw it into his mouth. After that, he quickly sat down to meditate, the rot in his palm had finally stopped, and he could not help but heave a sigh of relief.