No one dares to deny Xue Zhongjing's face.
The second-stage aura was overwhelming the entire audience. The spiritual energy rushing in Jiang Liuhai's body slowly subsided, and he finally gave Ji Ning a hard look.
Ji Ning also looked at him with a calm expression. Neither of them made any move, but they didn't say a word either.
The main force circled back to the camp.
Night has fallen.
The camp's sentry tower monitors closely and does not miss any trace of trouble.
But no one noticed that there was an inconspicuous figure slipping out at an extremely fast speed.
With a nimble body, he ran straight to the west, walking along familiar roads and climbing over hills, and finally came to a familiar deep valley.
"Lightning strikes wood."
The moonlight was cold, and a childish face was revealed under the hat.
Ning walked into the ruins with a solemn expression, and then went straight to the cave entrance with half of the boulders broken.
Looking at the deep and bottomless steps below, the boy took a deep breath with a solemn expression.
Although everyone thinks that this is just an ordinary sect ruins, there are no treasures underneath, only danger.
But for some reason, he could always feel that there seemed to be something attracting him from below.
Ji Ning stared quietly at the black abyss below, frowning.
He didn't know what was inside, but what was certain was that he was no match for the paper man.
If he accidentally touched some mechanism and released the paper man, he would suffer.
But the opportunity is right in front of us, how can we be willing to go back like this?
Just when Ji Ning was hesitating whether to go down or not.
A violent tremor suddenly came from the space ring on his right index finger.
"It's the corpse of the saint."
"Is there anything you want down there?"
Ji Ning raised his eyebrows. In his space ring, the mysterious saint's body shrouded in starlight was emitting strong fluctuations of desire.
Urging him, he walked into the underground palace below.
"Although I don't know what's down there, something that can be coveted at this level is definitely not a mortal thing!"
Ji Ning's eyes sparkled, he gritted his teeth and excitedly followed the entrance of the cave into the hollow hill.
Torches illuminated the messy passage. There were lots of gravel scattered on the stairs, and there were some cracks in the surrounding rock walls.
Ji Ning carefully kicked away the gravel at his feet and walked down the stairs little by little.
The further down he went, the more intense the trembling of the saint's corpse in the space became. He could even feel the desire of the saint's corpse, as if it wanted to devour something, like a thirsty drinker in the desert.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew by.
The flickering light of the fire made Ji Ning immediately alert. He immediately stopped and stared at the darkness ahead.
Before he knew it, he had reached the bottom.
In the darkness ahead, there was a faint rustling sound of fingernails scratching the wood. It was so continuous that one couldn't help but get goosebumps.
Ji Ning's expression was solemn. To be on the safe side, he did not immediately step forward to check the situation. Instead, he leaned against the rock wall and walked around in a circle.
This process took less than half an hour, and the horrifying sound of nails continued for half an hour.
There are not many torches left.
Returning to the starting point, Ji Ning took a deep breath, and then finally walked towards the middle.
After going around this time, nothing was found, which meant that there might only be one coffin in the middle of this hollow mountain.
It is self-evident what is in the coffin.
As early as during the day, Jiang Liuhai had said that the terrifying paper man was sealed in the coffin.
The firelight flickered, and Ji Ning looked nervous. He finally saw the coffin from which the noise came. It was just a simple wooden color, and the red paint had already peeled off. You couldn't tell if you didn't look closely. There were no sacrifices and no spiritual tablets.
And when he saw the wooden coffin, the wind blew even more fiercely. The paper man inside seemed extremely angry and kept beating the wooden coffin, making a muffled sound. Then he seemed to feel this It was useless, so he started to use his nails to pick up the wood inside.
Listening to the crunching sound, Ji Ning became nervous. He could even predict whether the thing in the coffin would suddenly break through the blockade and kill him at the next moment.
But then I thought again, the fact that it has not been able to break the seal for so many years is enough to prove how strong the seal is.
He should be safe for now.
Ji Ning plucked up the courage, gritted his teeth and continued walking towards the coffin. With every step he took, the things in the coffin reacted more violently, and the frequency of his space ring's vibrations became higher and higher.
Until finally, he came three steps in front of the wooden coffin.
The paper man inside seemed to be completely crazy, making a horrifying roar that made Ji Ning's head buzz. The terrifying Yin Qi overflowed from the seal and wanted to corrode him. Countless paper men were filled with fantasies.
Ji Ning's face turned slightly pale. He firmly believed that everything in front of him was an illusion. At the same time, he did not forget to release his spiritual energy to resist.
In just a moment, his vision returned to normal. The illusion disappeared, leaving only the things in the wooden coffin that were still beating and roaring.
At this moment, the space ring on his right hand was vibrating at its peak frequency.
An obscure sigh sounded faintly in Ji Ning's mind. It seemed to be the thoughts of the saint's body, wanting to be released from the space.
Ji Ning's expression was stunned. Even though the saint's body had been dead for so many years, could it still communicate with him through his thoughts? Even if he didn't say a word, he could still sense what the other person meant.
The boy looked at the space ring in his right hand, and then looked up at the shaking coffin in front of him. Without much hesitation, he directly released the saint's corpse inside with a thought.
So, in an instant.
The shaking of the coffin suddenly stopped.
The gloomy evil spirits in the air dissipated in an instant, just like rats living in underground ditches that were suddenly illuminated by the scorching sun at noon. They were driven away in an instant and could only flee in a hurry.
However, the coffin has no legs, so how can it escape?
The saint's corpse was covered with a thick layer of starlight, and his huge thoughts drove him to stand upright and slowly float towards the ancient coffin in the middle.
Ji Ning stared at this scene blankly.
For some reason, although he couldn't see the scene in the coffin, he seemed to be able to sense it. The paper man seemed to be very scared. He was shivering in a corner and didn't dare to make a sound.
As the saint's body approached, the paper man in the coffin who had disappeared a moment ago screamed again.
It roared, roaring and releasing its Yin Qi, causing violent winds and waves in the air.
Ji Ning's face turned pale, unable to resist the erosion of this sinister energy, so he had no choice but to follow behind the saint's corpse.
The latter's body is surrounded by thick starlight. Facing the violent Yin Qi, it is like a deep pool. When the breeze sweeps up a fallen leaf with all its strength, it can only leave a few ripples.
So, that's it.
The saint's corpse was getting closer and closer to the coffin, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
He raised his big hand, and the stars around him condensed, and an unimaginable pressure emerged.
then.
The ancient wooden coffin shattered with a bang.
