On the mysterious island known as the "Burial Place", ancient cemeteries are scattered everywhere in an orderly manner. These cemeteries are very old, and the mottled stone tablets record the horrific stories that happened on the island.
In the center of the island, towering stone buildings stand there like monitors in the darkness. In the center of the stone building, there is a huge cemetery. The three open caves are like the open mouths of evil spirits, making people shudder. They can lead directly to the depths of the cemetery.
Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan followed closely behind the disciples of the Corpse God Sect and Hehuan Cave Heaven, passing through one gloomy cemetery after another, and finally arrived at the center of the island.
The disciples of Hehuan Dongtian were assigned to the surrounding stone buildings, and some disciples were led by people from the Corpse God Sect to visit the corpse refining site of the Corpse God Sect in nearby cemeteries. This is all done under their surveillance, with no privacy at all.
At this time, Li Zhuang and Ju Yueru, the two protectors of Hehuan Cave, walked into one of the stone buildings together with the status warrior of the Corpse God Cult. They seemed to be discussing the issue of remuneration, whispering in low voices, bursts of laughter from time to time, and seemed quite proud.
Li Wei was mixed with several disciples of the Corpse God Cult. Those disciples of the Corpse God Cult all had the cultivation of the spiritual realm. They stood side by side with two warriors from the spiritual realm of Hehuan Cave, staring coldly at Chen. Fan and Xia Xinyan. It was as if he was demonstrating to them, reminding them not to have any thoughts of resistance.
At this moment, they were temporarily placed in a dark stone room in the stone building. The stone room was sealed all around, and the only light source came from the faint light coming from the gap in a stone door.
Outside the stone gate, several masters from Hehuan Cave Heaven and the Corpse God Sect were secretly on guard. They exchanged vigilant looks with each other, guarding against any possible accidents.
Outside the stone room, several disciples of the Corpse God Sect were busy in the central cemetery, seeming to be preparing some kind of evil ritual. They moved out pieces of strange stones from nearby stone buildings, as well as some sinister wood blocks, as well as bottles and jars containing poisonous insects.
It was obvious that they were preparing materials for refining corpses. Although Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan were bound here, they knew nothing about what was going on outside. They could only endure it for the time being and wait for the opportunity.
In the stone room, Chen Fan had a calm face and his eyes flashed coldly, secretly guarding against possible dangers. Xia Xinyan revealed a shocking news: there are three cemeteries here hiding water corpses.
According to Xia Xinyan's description, water corpses are extremely powerful in water, but water corpses on land are relatively fragile. As long as they are restrained with fire, the bodies of the water corpses will quickly dissolve. Unlike the Corpse King who can use the power of the Five Elements, the Water Corpse can only wander in the water and is extremely afraid of fire.
On the way here, Xia Xinyan had quietly pointed out three cemeteries where water corpses were hidden to Chen Fan. Chen Fan silently kept it in mind and waited for the opportunity. Once given the opportunity, they will take the lead in eliminating the water corpses in these three cemeteries to ensure the safety of subsequent operations.
Late at night, the burial place shrouded in darkness was so silent that only the sound of the heartbeat could be heard. However, from time to time, a thrilling scream comes from the major cemeteries.
These screams came from the disciples of Hehuan Cave, who came to visit the cemetery together with the followers of the Corpse God Cult. It was the first time for many of them to face such a ghastly corpse slave. In the moonlit wilderness, fear gripped their hearts like an invisible ghost hand.
Screams were heard one after another, passing from one cemetery to another. In this long night, this kind of blood-curdling scream is more like a death warning, which makes people shudder.
One person's scream seemed to start a chain reaction. Hehuan Cave disciples in other cemeteries would also scream in fear once they heard the scream. As a result, on this island, screams came and went, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
Chen Fan sat among the stone tombs, frowning and listening to the screams around him with an indifferent expression. Through these screams, he can determine which direction has more disciples of Hehuan Cave.
Chen Fan was constantly calculating in his mind which direction it would be easier to escape once he actually took action. He held the dagger in his hand tightly and calmly observed the surrounding terrain, looking for the most favorable escape route.
"You two, come out." At midnight, Li Wei's cold voice came from outside.
Chen Fan sneered in his heart, and walked out of the stone door with Xia Xinyan. He glanced at the disciples of Hehuan Cave and the Corpse God Cult at the door, and asked in an indifferent tone: "Li Wei, what do you mean?"
"The materials for refining the living corpse have been prepared. I'll take you to see them." Li Wei's eyes flashed with a sinister light. As he spoke, he looked excited and rubbed his hands subconsciously, as if he couldn't wait to lead them into a trap.
Chen Fan's face changed slightly and he said with a sarcastic smile: "We are not interested in watching your living corpse refining. If you are interested, just go by yourself."
"You can't help but refuse." Li Wei sneered and frowned, and said resolutely, "If you don't want to go, you have to go! Take it away!"
Two Heavenly Warriors from the Hehuan Cave in the Spiritual Illusion Realm immediately stood beside Chen Fan, one on the left and one on the right. Five disciples of the Corpse God Sect in the Hundred Calamity Realm also took a step forward, with an evil light shining in their eyes, as if they were worried about what was about to happen. The upcoming corpse refining ceremony is full of expectations.
Facing these two spiritual warriors, five disciples of the Corpse God Sect in the spiritual realm, and one Li Wei, Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan fell into many difficulties.
They knew that in such an environment, if they took action, Li Zhuang and Ju Yueru would definitely walk out of the stone building, and they would be surrounded by enemies on all sides.
Chen Fan quickly weighed the pros and cons, suddenly grinned, and acted as if he didn't care: "It's okay to go and have a look, just lead the way." But he had already made up his mind.
The five disciples of the Corpse God Sect, with indifferent expressions and almost no fluctuations in their facial expressions, walked silently like ghosts towards a dark cave in the center of the stone building.
"Hurry in!" Li Wei stood beside the two spiritual warriors and roared like thunder.
Chen Fan felt a chill in his heart, his eyes stayed on Li Wei for a moment, took a deep breath, and finally followed them into the cave.
This is a huge underground mausoleum.
The mausoleum covers a vast area and is dotted with stone chambers. In the center of many stone chambers, there are coffins with strange shapes placed. The coffins are densely covered with iron pipes. These iron pipes extend from the stone walls, with one end inserted into the coffin and the other end submerged in the stone wall.
Each coffin has five or six arm-thick iron pipes inserted into it. The iron pipes are filled with cold death air and corpse air, and weak energy fluctuations flow. These coffins seem to be energy transmission stations, transporting the strange energy in the ravines on the wasteland into the coffins through iron pipes, providing sufficient energy for the corpse slaves. In the mausoleum below, there are probably more than twenty stone chambers, large and small. Each stone chamber has three or four coffins, and each coffin contains a corpse slave.
In the center of the mausoleum, there is a huge stone chamber, which is more than twice the size of other stone chambers. However, there were only two coffins placed in this spacious stone chamber.
These two coffins are extremely large, several times larger than ordinary coffins. It was densely covered with iron pipes, and the cold death air and corpse air mixed with energy flowed into the coffin from the iron pipes.
As soon as Chen Fan stepped into the stone chamber, his eyes glanced at the two coffins, and his expression suddenly changed drastically. The corpse slaves in other coffins had no breath at all, just like dead things. However, within the two huge coffins in the central stone chamber, there is a subtle atmosphere flowing. It seemed that what was sleeping inside was not an ordinary corpse slave, but a being with the ability to think.
Heavenly Corpse! This thought flashed through Chen Fan's mind. According to Xia Xinyan's description, the celestial corpses that are more than a thousand years old are more powerful than they were in life, have simple consciousness, and can even use the martial arts skills in life to fight with people. This terrifying existence made Chen Fan feel in awe.
Usually, only corpses of warriors in the spiritual realm would be cultivated into heavenly corpses by the Corpse God Cult at all costs. Such existences are highly respected in the Corpse God Cult, and only important figures are qualified to possess them. Each heavenly corpse has a record. If you want to obtain a heavenly corpse, you must obtain the approval of the leader.
The scene in front of him shocked Chen Fan. Two corpses full of terror were lying quietly in the coffin, as if they might be resurrected at any time, which made people shudder. He knew that facing such an existence, even if he was a warrior in the spiritual realm, it would be difficult to deal with it.
"This is it."
The followers of the Corpse God Cult pointed at the two coffins expressionlessly and spoke indifferently. Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan were taken to a stone chamber next to the coffin. In the center of the stone chamber was an empty coffin. The coffin was filled with various corpse refining materials. Twelve iron pipes were inserted into the coffin. The strong corpse aura and death aura emitted, which was terrifying.
"You guys go in?" A member of the Corpse God Cult glared at Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan, frowning impatiently and urging them.
Suddenly, Chen Fan slammed into Li Wei's arms, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking. The three magnetic pole fields moved rapidly, trapping two warriors from Hehuan Cave, and one of the magnetic pole fields also sucked three followers of the Corpse God Cult into it.
These three quietly released magnetic pole fields were composed of a mixture of Yin force and vitality. Chen Fan was already prepared as soon as he entered the mausoleum. He originally wanted to find an opportunity to take action again, but now there was no way out. The other party was preparing to turn them into living corpses immediately. In desperation, Chen Fan had no choice but to take action.
"court death!"
The expressions of the remaining two disciples of the Corpse God Sect changed. They suddenly took out the bell from their arms and shook it slightly. Immediately afterwards, seven coffins in two stone chambers in the distance were suddenly opened by corpse slaves from the inside.
Seven corpse slaves, as pale as bones, with empty eyes and lifeless bodies, sat up from the coffin. They quickly got off the coffin, walking in unison, like a death team, heading in the direction of Chen Fan and Xia Xinyan.
"Be careful!" Xia Xinyan's beauty turned pale and she reminded Chen Fan hastily. A gleaming sword instantly spurted out of her mouth, and like a meteor, it shot rapidly towards the two disciples of the Corpse God Cult who were not bound by the magnetic pole field.
"Be careful!" Chen Fan suddenly shouted with stern eyes. A violent, desperate, crazy, and murderous evil energy surged out of his body, like Shura coming. In an instant, Chen Fan's whole body was shrouded in white mist, activating negative power.
Amidst the unbearable pain of his tendons tearing, Chen Fan's strength increased rapidly. His eyes were full of fear and violence, his face was twisted and ferocious, but he maintained an astonishing calmness in his heart.
A stream of negative forces poured into the three magnetic pole fields, doubling their power again. The three disciples of the Corpse God Sect in the Spiritual Realm were struggling painfully in the magnetic pole field, dripping with blood.
As for the two Hehuan Cave Heavenly Warriors with spiritual cultivation, red and white light erupted from their bodies in the magnetic pole field where the three forces were mixed. Although the power of the magnetic pole field cannot harm them, it firmly imprisons them within it.
"You want to refine me into a living corpse? I will turn you into a dead corpse now!" Chen Fan looked ferocious. After activating the negative power, he rushed towards the frightened Li Wei like a ferocious beast.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, like a bolt from the blue, shaking the entire ruins. Li Wei was hit by this force, and his body was instantly blasted into the sky like a cannonball. Before he could hit the ground, his life was gone.
When Chen Fan saw this, his eyes flashed with intense grief and anger. He turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the two corpse god disciples who were confronting Xia Xinyan. His hands were condensed with strong internal energy, as if they could burst out with earth-shattering power at any time.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" One of the disciples of the Corpse God Sect screamed in horror when he saw this. He panicked and swallowed the bell in his hand, trying to wake his companions' attention.
However, it was too late.
"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, like the devil in the coffin being awakened. The coffin containing the two corpses suddenly made a strange noise, and the thick wooden board was pushed away by a strong force.
Immediately afterwards, two extremely fierce corpse auras surged out rapidly, like gray-white smoke lingering on the coffin, full of evil and strange aura. It seemed to be a warning, but also seemed to be venting endless anger.
