Published: March 9, 2025
On the half-mountain that served as a base, there were hundreds of cultivators' caves and training grounds, filled with elixirs, secret manuals, weapons, spiritual medicine, and precious metals...
Chu Yang unceremoniously accepted everything, as he was already here, so he naturally had to take in all that could be taken.
Leaving behind only some very low-level items after the Sword Spirit assessed them: after all, when people were let in a few days later, they couldn't come back empty-handed, right? That would be too obvious, and it would raise suspicions that someone had gotten there first, which could lead to future troubles!
"Here!"
The Sword Spirit exclaimed in surprise.
The strange occurrence that happened earlier while they were advancing towards the mountaintop finally found its answer.
In a certain corner, within a valley, there was an alarming sight filled with corpses!
Every bone shimmered brightly, and the skeletons piled up like mountains.
Chu Yang gasped.
The number of corpses piled up in this valley was likely no less than tens of thousands!
Chu Yang gently approached, casually turning over one of the corpses, and with a clattering sound, some parts turned to white ash, but several thigh bones, arm bones, and skulls remained intact, transforming into a texture that seemed like a mix of stone and jade.
Clearly, this part of the skeletal remains had already turned to fossils!
In the center, there were still many original bone structures. Those belonged to experts who had reached the celestial level in their lifetime; their bones remained intact even after hundreds of thousands of years, still maintaining their original texture.
But they could no longer regain vitality!
"Ah? These people's fatal injuries are actually all the same," Chu Yang said, looking at the bones on the ground, his eyes showing genuine shock: "All of them were stabbed through the chest!"
"It’s likely not a stab! But rather sword energy!" the Sword Spirit corrected: "The sword energy entered their bodies and shattered their yuan souls instantly before cutting off their lifeforce! The person who did this was extremely ruthless."
"They didn't even give them the chance to have their souls scattered! It was a complete annihilation!"
"With so many corpses piled up here, the attacker must have only struck three times, unleashing sword energy that incorporated the ability of death locking soul to uniformly kill these people!"
The Sword Spirit, having followed Snow Tear Cold for many years, had a certain understanding of individuals of that caliber; at this moment, he spoke heavily: "From the signs here, the cultivation level of the attacker might not reach the Emperor, but it can't be far off!"
Chu Yang nodded, indicating his understanding.
The Nine Calamity Sword had already whistled out, beginning to scour and gather spiritual medicine in the valley.
Due to the many powerful experts who had died here, their cultivation had transformed into spiritual energy filling the area, so the quality of spiritual medicine growing nearby was extremely high. However, Chu Yang felt somewhat disgusted by such spiritual medicine, so he decided to designate a separate area for medicinal herbs, firmly deciding that the spiritual medicine produced here would not be touched by him or his family.
In the midst of the tens of thousands of corpses, a dark flower stood proudly in the wind, constantly emitting wisps of black mist.
"That’s the Soul Flower!" the Sword Spirit sighed: "Such a miraculous flower can only appear after many people die, and their original cultivation levels must be quite high. I never expected to find it here, and it’s even grown as large as a tree."
"Soul Flower?! With such harsh conditions for its appearance, it must have significant uses, right?" Chu Yang asked.
"That's hard to say. I’ve only heard that the Soul Flower can connect the two realms of yin and yang, but I don’t know its specific uses," the Sword Spirit said, examining the Soul Flower with some excitement, murmuring, "I wonder if it has that..."