All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 606 - 350: The Derelict Heavenly Dao_1

"Anything at all?"

Yu Hongxiu mulled over Su Bei's words, staring into the depths of the profound cavern. Finally, her eyes abruptly contracted, and she drew in a sharp, cold breath.

Her face filled with disbelief, she spoke to Su Bei in a hushed, grave tone, "Are you saying that person planned this from the very beginning?"

"But that's more than a dozen people..."

She understood what Su Bei meant. The moment her words fell, Su Bei nodded without hesitation, confirming her suspicion.

Having spent some time together, a subtle gesture was now enough for them to have a tacit understanding.

If everything in this cave requires an equivalent exchange, then the most valuable item inside must be that seal. And to exchange for the seal...

"Could it be that we're overthinking this?"

The implications were too shocking. Even for Yu Hongxiu, who, as Sect Master, had witnessed countless schemes, the idea of premeditatedly sending over a dozen Refining Void Cultivators into a cold tomb...

"Perhaps," Su Bei said.

"We shouldn't follow too closely. Stay near me, and your aura won't be detected by that person."

Su Bei grabbed Yu Hongxiu's hand, and the two continued deeper into the cave.

The air inside the tomb had clearly begun to thin. Yet, this thinning didn't cause any suffocating pain. Instead, it felt as if every inch of muscle and bone in their bodies was stretching, savoring the atmosphere.

"The Spiritual Energy is so dense," Yu Hongxiu remarked.

"If I brought my disciples here, this Spiritual Energy could indeed sculpt their forms nicely."

Su Bei smacked his lips. His meridians and bones were already set. Looking at the extremely dense Spiritual Energy, he could only sigh in vain.

The stones in the cave were very hard, and the path was uneven. The dark silence was like the land of the dead, with occasional bones visible that would immediately shatter if stepped on, clearly severely weathered.

How many creatures have been buried in this cave? Perhaps others walked here before me?

Suddenly, a roar erupted from ahead—a beast-like bellow that seemed to shake one's very soul. Su Bei's ears rumbled, followed by a confused chorus of exclamations:

"What the hell is this thing?"

"A corpse reanimation?"

"Die, you bastards!!!"

Su Bei held his breath, masked Yu Hongxiu's aura with one hand, and rapidly expanded his Microcosmic Realm, peering deeper into the cave.

He saw numerous stone coffins laid out on the ground. Apparently disturbed by the group of black-robed figures, one by one, the occupants began to sit up.

On the dry corpses, atrophying muscles adhered stickily. Only a layer of skin connected them to their skeletons, and their withered flesh showed large patches of livor mortis.

An ancient, deep voice sounded, "Unreasonable intruders, are you?"

"What can you offer?"

Mummies crawled out of their coffins, their roars echoing like tidal waves through the cavern, their empty eye sockets flashing with terrifying light.

"ROAR!"

The fierce mummies, red as blood, howled and rushed towards the group.

The figures in black unleashed terrifying Spiritual Energy, their power converging as they constantly eradicated the mummies before them.

Suddenly, one of the black-robed figures widened his eyes in terror. He discovered that the Spiritual Energy within him was rapidly draining away, transforming into streams of Spirit Butterflies that fluttered towards a four-sided ritual altar not far away.

As his Spiritual Energy dissipated, he was instantly torn to shreds by the swarming mummies, leaving only his white bones behind.

"The seal!!!"

Su Bei's eyes instantly shifted to the altar.

It's just like the Initiation and Revival altars I had seen before.

The difference is, this altar is entirely made from Prohibition Stones. Merely approaching it would cause any power one possessed to dissipate.

Suddenly, Su Bei felt a head resting on his shoulder, followed by a hot breath near his ear.

Turning his head, he found Yu Hongxiu, who had been closely following him. Her black robe was slightly disheveled, its hem hanging around her thighs. Her exquisite face was pale, and she collapsed onto him.

Limp, her pupils constricted, she looked into Su Bei's eyes.

Su Bei quickly helped her up and infused her with Energy of the Great Dao. Only then did her complexion regain some color.

Gasping for air, she moistened her dry lips and slowly said, "The Spiritual Energy in my body is uncontrollably leaking away..."

"The air here is poisonous!"

"That's no Sculpting Spirit Energy; it's probably an illusory miasma created by the seal..."

Su Bei checked himself; he seemed unaffected. Looking deeper, he saw that the same phenomenon affecting Yu Hongxiu was also befalling the group of black-robed figures.

Powerless, they collapsed on the ground, their eyes full of despair as the mummies continued to pounce on them.

Using Spiritual Energy as a medium to finally absorb enough and awaken them? Su Bei thought.

"As expected!" he muttered, his voice grim. "Jia Yi never planned to let these people leave alive from the beginning..."

Su Bei drew a sharp breath, watching the chaotic scene unfold within the cave.

Could the reason I'm unaffected be because of the Evil Qi I cultivate?

But these figures in black also cultivate Evil Qi, don't they?