Chapter 119: The Truth Behind the Tomb

Nangong Xiong was dead! He had been killed by the mysterious figure in the black robe from the Black Demon Sect. This news spread rapidly throughout the tomb. For a time, the members of the Great Qian Dynasty were filled with trepidation, their hearts heavy with vigilance against the mysterious black-robed stranger.

Jun Wushuang, however, was unaware that his fearsome reputation had already permeated the entire burial site. He ventured deep into the underground passage, found a secluded corner, and brought out the Hell Furnace. The Hell Furnace contained the flames of the netherworld, capable of smelting all things. Nangong Xiong was now dead, and his body and soul had been melted into a single blood-colored magic pill.

"Blood Demon Pill!" Jun Wushuang reached out and plucked the pill from the furnace. This was a unique medicinal item, not refined from herbs or spiritual plants, but from the flesh and blood of a living creature. The Blood Demon Pill contained all of Nangong Xiong’s energy, including his spiritual essence, mental power, and the power of thunder. However, the energy within was chaotic; an ordinary person would be unable to consume or absorb it. Only Jun Wushuang, who practiced the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art, could refine it with ease.

Gulp! Without hesitation, Jun Wushuang popped the Blood Demon Pill into his mouth and activated the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art to begin his consumption.

A day later, Jun Wushuang's aura surged violently. He had reached the third level of the Heaven-Man Realm! Within his dantian, the number of droplets of demonic liquid had grown to six thousand. In terms of demonic liquid alone, he was comparable to someone at the sixth level of the Heaven-Man Realm. In terms of combat power, Jun Wushuang could be considered invincible within the Heaven-Man Realm.

"Nangong Xiong is dead. Now, only Nangong Qing remains of the Nangong family!" A sharp glint flickered in Jun Wushuang’s eyes, his killing intent undiminished. He had once boasted that he would eradicate the Nangong family within a year. More than three months had passed, and he had finally slain Nangong Xiong.

Swish! With a flick of his hand, Jun Wushuang retrieved Nangong Xiong’s storage ring—his spoils of war. Nangong Xiong was, after all, the leader of the Nangong family’s expedition, and his ring was filled with treasures of considerable value. Yet, none of these caught Jun Wushuang’s eye. Only a jade slip containing a map captured his interest.

"This is a map of the tomb!" The jade slip held a map of the burial ground, though it was not detailed. It had likely been drawn by Jiang Hongru after his own exploration. According to the map, the underground passage was merely an entrance; he had not yet reached the true tomb. "It seems the path Jiang Rulong took was the correct one!" The map marked a correct route, which happened to be the very one Jun Wushuang had followed. Although it was rife with toxic gas and deadly traps, it was the path that led to the true tomb.

"Onward to the true tomb!" Jun Wushuang tucked away the map and flickered forward toward the end of the passage. Along the way, poisonous death energy howled and hidden traps triggered repeatedly, but with the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art and the Life-Death Demon Armor, Jun Wushuang was fearless.

Half a day later, Jun Wushuang finally reached the exit. Swish! The view suddenly opened up, as if he had been reunited with the light of day. Yet, Jun Wushuang was now three thousand meters underground.

"This is..." Jun Wushuang’s pupils constricted, his eyes wide with astonishment. Before him lay not a narrow passage, but a vast and expansive space. An underground city, no smaller than Jiangning City, appeared before him. This city was constructed entirely of stone, with city walls, houses, and streets—it lacked nothing. Although somewhat crude, it was no different from a real city. This was the true tomb!

Rumble! Combat fluctuations erupted throughout the city. Clearly, others had already entered to vie for opportunities.

"Hmm?" A purple radiance surged in Jun Wushuang’s eyes as he scanned the center of the city. He saw golden light flashing and yin winds howling; evidently, Jiang Rulong and Mo Fenglie were engaged in battle.

"There is something strange about this city!" Jun Wushuang did not rush to enter. He activated his Purple Extreme Demon Eyes, taking in the entire underground city at a glance. Others might not notice the oddity, but with his awakened memories of the Demon Emperor, Jun Wushuang was well-versed in such matters and instantly recognized the sinister nature of the place.

"This is not a city; it is a grand formation!" Jun Wushuang’s eyes glinted as he identified its true nature. The underground city was merely a facade; its true identity was an ultimate-grade Dao formation known as the Yin-Nether Corpse-Raising Array!

"It seems my suspicions were correct!" Jun Wushuang’s expression turned solemn. He did not act rashly. Previous intelligence from the Night Owl had already planted doubts in his mind, and seeing this Yin-Nether Corpse-Raising Array confirmed them. Perhaps the Nether Poison Emperor of the past had not truly betrayed the Black Demon Sect, but had been forced out by the Heavenly Demon Great Sage. And his sudden death was likely no natural occurrence, but a foul deed committed by the Heavenly Demon Great Sage himself. The Great Sage had taken the Nether Poison Emperor as a disciple, likely harboring ulterior motives from the very beginning.

This tomb was likely not the work of the Nether Poison Emperor, but that of the Heavenly Demon Great Sage. And all of this was for the purpose of raising a corpse—raising the corpse of the Nether Poison Emperor!

"The Nether Poison Emperor must have possessed a special constitution, which is why he attracted the covetous gaze of the Heavenly Demon Great Sage. Now, three hundred years later, the Heavenly Demon Great Sage has suddenly dispatched the Feather-Shattering King and Mo Fenglie to dig up the grave. This means the corpse-raising plan has succeeded, and they are here to reap the rewards! If that is the case, then the Myriad Poison Demon Pearl is likely more than just an ordinary semi-sacred artifact!"

Jun Wushuang’s gaze was like a torch, his mind crystal clear. Based on the clues, he quickly deduced the truth of the tomb. What tomb? What opportunity? What Myriad Poison Demon Pearl? These were all illusions. The truth of this place was corpse-raising!

"The Nether Poison Emperor was a Martial Emperor-level expert three hundred years ago. After being raised as a corpse for three hundred years, he must be even more terrifying. Once he awakens, it will surely lead to a catastrophe!" Jun Wushuang had some knowledge of corpse-refining techniques; once successful, they were formidable. Unfortunately, he lacked the strength to locate the corpse with his Purple Extreme Demon Eyes, or there might have been a chance to intervene.

"The Feather-Shattering King and Mo Fenglie must know all of this. Mo Fenglie leading the team here likely means he holds the method to awaken the corpse!" Jun Wushuang focused his target on Mo Fenglie. "The Myriad Poison Demon Pearl... the corpse of the Nether Poison Emperor... there must be a direct connection between the two!"

Jun Wushuang mused on his theory. Of course, whether he was right would have to wait until he found the Myriad Poison Demon Pearl.

"No need to rush for the pearl. I will enter the city first and take control of the Yin-Nether Corpse-Raising Array. That way, even if the corpse is awakened, I will have the power to protect myself!" Jun Wushuang took one last look at the center of the city before retracting his gaze, his plan set. He could not find the corpse yet, and Jiang Rulong and Mo Fenglie were already fighting over the pearl. In that case, he would seize control of the array itself.

Just as he was about to step into the city, his heart skipped a beat as he sensed a familiar aura. Somewhere in the city, a graceful figure was being besieged, in imminent danger. Jun Wushuang’s eyes narrowed as he recognized her.

"Beiming Ye?"