At the bottom of the dark and gloomy iron ship, the disciples of Hehuan Dongtian filed out and came to the deck one after another. They worked together to move the wooden boxes one by one to the deck, preparing to transport them to the burial place of the Corpse God Cult.
There are a total of thirty-two wooden boxes, each sealed tightly with steel nails, and they contain cold secrets. In these wooden boxes, corpses were sleeping, their faces stern, as if they were telling unknown past events.
The wooden box was also inlaid with strange icy stones. These stones were so heavy that the disciples who moved the box had to work in groups of two or three to lift the wooden box onto the deck.
Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan walked out of the narrow and hot room and joined the moving team with solemn expressions. Their eyes revealed worry about the unknown fate and unyielding fighting spirit.
After boarding the deck, Chen Fan looked around and found that the iron ship had stopped next to a desolate island. This island is about the size of a small town. The island is filled with a strong sense of death, and all kinds of strange plants are spreading on it.
Chen Fan was deeply disturbed. He discovered that there was a strong corpse energy swirling under the island, like a terrifying net. Upon closer inspection, there are hundreds of cemeteries on the island, and each cemetery has a deep cave, like the entrance to hell. And in the depths of those caves, a dark and deep scene can be vaguely seen.
In this cemetery, graves of different sizes are scattered in an orderly manner, like huge stone chess pieces. The largest cemetery is as big as a basketball court, while the smallest cemetery is as small as a small room.
Between the cemeteries, bottomless ravines pass through them, closely connecting them like veins. The ravine seemed to be filled with some mysterious substance, glowing with a dark phosphorescence. In the dead air, gray-white smoke filled the air, revealing an eerie atmosphere.
The entire island is like a huge spider web, with ravines intertwined in every corner like spider threads, and large and small cemeteries like the intersection of spider threads. At a glance, fear and mystery shroud this land, making you shudder.
On the wasteland near the cemetery and ravine, there are countless gray-brown plants growing. Their branches and leaves are spreading and lifeless, giving people an eerie feeling. It was as if these plants were the incarnation of demons, quietly eroding this land of death.
In the center of the island, there is a huge cemetery, with stone buildings like tombstones standing on it. Standing on the stone tower was a disciple of the Corpse God Cult with a pale face and sinister eyes. Their auras were indifferent, like ghosts walking on the edge of life and death.
Most of these followers of the Corpse God Sect are in the realm of energy condensation, agility, and spiritual illusion. They patrolled the stone tower without expression, and sometimes entered the mysterious cemetery below.
Disciples of the Corpse God Cult can be seen at the entrances of various cemeteries and caves on the island. They closely guarded every cemetery. Some were carrying heavy icy rocks on their backs, as well as various poisonous insects with extremely corpse-like aura. They constantly put all kinds of strange materials into the ravine, providing the cemetery with a unique energy that is chilling.
The entire island was shrouded in a strange and gloomy atmosphere, with cemeteries everywhere, strange plants, and lifeless followers of the Corpse God Cult, creating a frightening scene.
The disciples in Hehuan Cave were busy carrying wooden boxes one by one from the ship to the mooring of the island. They were sweating profusely, but they didn't dare to slack off at all.
At the same time, a dozen followers of the Corpse God Sect walked over with numb expressions, and they opened the wooden boxes one by one indifferently. One of the believers held a notebook, lowered his head and carefully recorded the information of the corpse, including the state of the corpse before death, the strength of the corpse energy in the body, and the completeness of the body.
The disciples of Hehuan Dongtian were very cooperative. They restrained their usual indulgence and even became a little cautious. In order to please the followers of the Corpse God, they enthusiastically explained to each other the origin of the corpse, hoping to ease the tense atmosphere.
After several female disciples from Hehuan Cave Heaven arrived here, they carefully observed the surrounding environment. There was fear in their eyes, and their expressions were a little unnatural when talking to the members of the Corpse God Cult.
Li Zhuang and Ju Yueru, the two guardians of Hehuan Cave Heaven, had already disembarked from the boat and were standing next to the wooden box, talking in a low voice with a warrior of the Corpse God Cult. They looked serious and seemed to be discussing something important.
Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan stood on the deck with unusual expressions.
"Protector Ju is very fond of you. As long as you nod, she is willing to accept you as her disciple." Xiaofeng approached Chen Fan and persuaded softly, "If you nod, I will inform Protector Ju immediately. What do you think?"
Chen Fan felt the crisis behind him, frowned, glanced at Ju Yueru not far away, and then shook his head gently: "Sorry, I have no interest in joining Hehuan Cave."
Xiaofeng's face darkened, her originally charming face turned sinister and terrifying, and she threatened coldly: "You will regret it!"
At this time, Li Wei had already disembarked the boat and stood on the shore of the island, smiling sarcastically: "Aren't you disembarking yet? Do you want us to invite you down?" There was an evil light in his eyes, "We will stay here. One day, no outsiders can be left on the ship. If you don’t get off the ship, don’t blame us for being rude.”
Chen Fan frowned and looked at Xia Xinyan, and said calmly: "Let's get off the boat."
Faced with difficulties, they can only give in temporarily. Although Xia Xinyan was disgusted, she still followed Chen Fan closely, got off the iron boat and stepped onto the shore of the island.
Li Zhuang and Ju Yueru, the two guardians of Hehuan Cave Heaven, cast their attention from time to time while talking with the warriors of the Corpse God Cult. They looked at Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan with a strange look in their eyes. They seemed to be thinking about something, their lips moved slightly, as if they were discussing in a low voice. The warrior of the Corpse God Sect with a long and thin face, a pair of eyes that seemed to have no focus, would occasionally look at Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan, and nodded slightly, as if he had reached some agreement with Li Zhuang and Ju Yueru.
The three of them bowed their heads and chatted for a moment, with satisfied smiles on their faces.
Soon after, Li Zhuang announced loudly: "We will stay here for three days and leave together by boat in three days."
At this time, a female disciple from Hehuan Cave Heaven timidly asked: "Protector Li, can we stay on the boat?" As she spoke, her whole body was shaking, as if she was full of fear of this burial place.
"Absolutely not!" Li Zhuang snorted coldly and glanced at her sharply, "You still have a long way to go in the future. If you don't even have this courage, how can you make greater breakthroughs in martial arts? Let you come down. , just to let you go through hardships. Tonight, the disciples of the Corpse God Cult will take you to visit the burial place to let you experience the horror of corpse slaves. You should cherish this opportunity to visit this place in the endless sea. There are very few forces.”
Hearing this, the disciples of Hehuan Cave Heaven screamed and turned pale.
The disciples of the Corpse God Cult were expressionless, with a trace of contempt in their eyes. After they checked the wooden box, they took out a small bell from their waist and shook it gently.
The bell rang, and a group of corpses dressed in white robes suddenly poured out of a nearby tomb.
These corpses had dull eyes and stiff movements, like walking corpses. Under the moonlight, they exuded a cold aura and approached everyone step by step.
When everyone saw this, they were horrified and screamed one after another. However, the disciples of the Corpse God Cult turned a blind eye to this scene, as if they had long been accustomed to such horrific scenes. "These are newly refined human corpses. The joints of the hands and feet are still very stiff. They can only be used as hard labor and have no fighting ability. What are you afraid of?" A disciple of the Corpse God Sect, with a sinister expression, glanced sideways at the frightened sharp people. The disciple of Hehuan Cave Heaven called out and said coldly: "The Corpse Slave is our best partner. He will not betray us or stab us in the back. He is more trustworthy than a living person and is much easier to use than a living person. "
Amidst the panic and screaming, slow-moving human corpses came one after another. The sound of bells directed them. The two corpses worked together to carry a wooden box and slowly walked towards a nearby cemetery. .
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the corpse slaves were swaying, covered in corpse aura, and their pale faces were devoid of any human emotion. They were eerie, terrifying, cold, and strange. All this makes people shudder and fear.
Chen Fan frowned, watching the human corpses carrying the boxes away under the command of Bell, and watching the disciples of the Corpse God Sect skillfully control the corpse slaves, and his heart became heavier and heavier.
At this time, Li Zhuang suddenly spoke, pointed at Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan and said, "You two, also go to the burial place." There was no room for negotiation in his tone.
Li Zhuang obviously didn't take Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan to heart. After saying a word, he turned around and talked in a low voice with the person from the Corpse God Cult. He seemed not to be worried that Chen Fan would escape, nor did he believe that Chen Fan would dare to escape.
Ju Yueru also looked at Chen Fan from a distance, frowned slightly, and then stopped paying attention, and also started talking with the person from the Corpse God Cult. To them, the fate of Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan did not seem worthy of attention.
The three people gathered together and seemed to be discussing the price of the thirty-two corpses. Ju Yueru and Li Zhuang went back and forth and bargained fiercely.
Suddenly, Chen Fan nervously grabbed Xia Xinyan's arm and whispered urgently: "Let's leave now. The further away from the sea, the safer we are!"
Xia Xinyan shook her head slightly and said with certainty: "Those who can't escape are water corpses!"
"How do you know?" Chen Fan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly looked around, his eyes shining with vigilance.
"There are at least three cemeteries here, and all the water corpses are refined. The water corpses have excellent water properties and can go deep into the sea. If we leave now, we will be intercepted by the water corpses." Xia Xinyan explained softly.
"What should we do?" Chen Fan asked anxiously.
"Go to the corpse burial place first, find an opportunity to deal with the water corpses on the island, and then leave."
"good."
At this time, Li Wei and Chen Fan kept a distance, but their eyes were always following Chen Fan's every move.
"You two, it's time to go. Maybe you will be lucky enough to experience the corpse refining skills of the Corpse God Sect with us. Oh, in addition to refining dead corpses, the Corpse God Sect also has methods of refining living corpses. Do you know what it means? Refining a living corpse? Hehe, it means turning a living person into a corpse. It is said to be very interesting, maybe you can open your eyes!" Li Wei's face was sinister, and his words were full of malice.
Chen Fan's expression changed drastically, and he finally realized Li Zhuang's conspiracy, and also understood why Li Zhuang would cast strange looks from time to time when he was talking to the Corpse God Cult. He realized with horror that he and Xia Xinyan might have become bargaining chips in Li Zhuang's deal, sold to the Corpse God Cult, and became the ones who refine living corpses.
Xia Xinyan's eyes were cold and she clenched her teeth, obviously extremely angry. She never thought that her original savior would do such a terrible thing.
"We cannot separate." Chen Fan held Xia Xinyan's hand tightly with firm eyes, "As long as they don't kill us immediately, we will always find a chance to escape!" At this critical moment, Chen Fan's sincerity made Xia Xinyan Xinyan felt a little warm.
Xia Xinyan nodded silently, held Chen Fan's hand tightly, and comforted in a low voice: "You must live and leave here alive." This was the first time she expressed such deep trust in Chen Fan, and Chen Fan was deeply moved.
At this dangerous moment, a hint of surprise flashed across Chen Fan's face, and he responded repeatedly: "Don't worry, we will definitely get through it!"
"If we can escape from here, I can forgive you for being rude to me before and promise not to trouble you later." Xia Xinyan hesitated and encouraged again.
"We will definitely be able to leave alive!" Chen Fan responded confidently
