600: Chapter 600

Qin Yun pressed his hand against the hilt of his sword, staring at the skeleton carrying a broken sword, without moving a single step.

The other party stopped in the hall.

It did not advance any further.

There was neither fire nor light in those empty eye sockets, yet Qin Yun could distinctly feel its gaze resting upon him.

More accurately.

It had landed within his body.

The death coffin vibrated even more violently.

Beat after beat.

It was as if it had reunited with an old object that had been lost for too long.

Qin Yun felt a tightness in his chest; the death coffin in his divine sea tried to rush out several times, but he forcibly suppressed it.

The remains before him were too strong.

So strong that it was impossible to gauge.

Just a moment ago, when faced with that high-level anomaly, the other party had only needed one strike with its sword to erase it from its very roots.

If such an existence truly wanted to take action, Qin Yun might not even have the chance to run.

He did not speak.

The other party did not speak either.

The ancient hall was deathly silent.

After a moment, the remains finally moved.

It raised the broken sword.

The instant the sword was raised, every hair on Qin Yun's body stood on end.

Almost instinctively, he urged his Chaos Qi and activated his Dual Emperor Body to brace himself.

This sword strike.

He could not block it.

But when the broken sword fell, it did not strike his Physical Body, nor did it sever his Divine Soul.

The edge of the sword swept across his chest.

Hum.

A streak of black light was plucked directly from within his body by the Sword Intent.

The death coffin.

Qin Yun's pupils constricted.

The death coffin that had always been hidden deep within his divine sea had actually been precisely extracted by the other party with a single sword strike, and it now hovered in mid-air.

And his body was completely unharmed.

Qin Yun did not relax.

On the contrary, he became even more vigilant.

The fact that the other party could do this meant that if it had wanted to kill him earlier, it wouldn't have needed a second strike.

As soon as the death coffin appeared, the left hand of the remains raised up.

A scroll of pitch-black ancient scripture slowly emerged from its palm.

The ancient scripture was not thick.

Yet it was terrifyingly heavy.

The moment it appeared, the entire ancient hall seemed to sink lower.

The death coffin vibrated slightly, and the ancient death patterns on the coffin lid lit up layer by layer, resonating with the black ancient scripture.

Qin Yun's heart skipped a beat.

The death book.

This was the death book.

But it was not over yet.

The remains did not stop.

After the death book and death coffin were aligned, it raised its other hand again.

This time, what emerged was not Death Qi, but an extremely dense vitality.

A scroll of cyan-jade ancient book.

A small emerald seal.

The two supreme treasures rose one after another, hovering opposite the death book and the death coffin.

The life book.

The life treasure.

The four treasures appeared together.

Life and death were, for the first time, laid out completely before Qin Yun's eyes.

The death book and death coffin on the left.

The life book and the life treasure on the right.

The four Heavenly Treasures formed a circle, their auras pulling at each other, and the Qi of life and death flowed slowly in the middle, without the slightest conflict; instead, they formed an extremely stable cycle.

Qin Yun watched this scene, remaining motionless for a long time.

Uncontrollable shock appeared in the depths of his eyes.

This was no longer just an Opportunity.

This was laying an entire Great Dao of life and death directly before him.

The remains slowly sat cross-legged.

The four treasures hovered around it and began to operate.

The death book unfurled a corner, and the black scriptures lit up one by one.

The death coffin opened slightly, and thick Death Qi surged out from within, but it did not rush towards Qin Yun; instead, it all sank into the body of the remains.

On the other side, the life book turned its pages, and cyan Dao patterns spread out layer by layer.

The life treasure vibrated, as if an invisible spring had been opened, and surging vitality poured into the body of the remains.

Life and death began to rotate within it.

Qin Yun stared at it for a moment and soon understood.

This was not healing.

This was extending its life.

To put it more bluntly, this was an existence that had been dead for who knows how many years, borrowing the four treasures to renew its vitality, forcibly taking another step toward the path of the living.

The remains originally had many cracks.

There were also large missing pieces on its bones.

After the four treasures began to operate, those cracks were actually slowly closing.

Within the skeleton that had previously only contained Death Qi, a faint trace of vitality slowly appeared.

Qin Yun's heart sank.

Heavenly Treasures could fight, protect, suppress, and also extend the lives of the dead.

This level was far beyond his original estimation.

If all four treasures were to fall into the hands of a peerless expert, Qin Yun did not even want to imagine that scenario.

Time passed bit by bit.

The four treasures operated for a long time before the ancient hall gradually grew quiet.

The auras of life and death slowly retracted.

When the remains stood up, although it was still in the form of a skeleton, the aura on its body was clearly much more stable than before.

It was no longer just death.

There was a bit more vitality.

Just as Qin Yun was about to take half a step back, the other party raised its hand first.

The death book flew over first.

The death coffin followed.

Then came the life book and the life treasure.

All four treasures flew towards Qin Yun simultaneously.

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment.

He almost thought he had seen wrong.

The four treasures hovered before him, not suppressing him, nor testing him, as if waiting for him to accept them.

Qin Yun did not reach out immediately.

He stared at the remains and spoke in a deep voice.

"Why give them to me?"

The remains were silent for a moment.

It had no lips, but its voice landed directly in Qin Yun's divine sea.

"You brought the death treasure, giving me the Opportunity to replenish my vitality and gamble on this path."

"This causal debt must be repaid."

It paused.

And added another sentence.

"Furthermore, there is a very familiar aura on you."

"It feels quite intimate."

After hearing this, Qin Yun did not act coy any longer and reached out to take the four treasures.

The moment the death coffin entered his body, his divine sea shook violently.

The death book, life book, and life treasure also sank into his body together, each taking its place and slowly connecting with his original power.

Qin Yun knew very clearly.

This time, he had obtained something capable of changing his fate.

But before he could fully digest this shock, the ground suddenly shook.

It was not the ancient hall shaking.

It was the entire Forbidden Ground shaking.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

A massive sound of crumbling came from the distance.

Outside the ancient hall, the already dilapidated ground collapsed one after another, and cracks crawled in all directions as if they had come alive.

Gray mist churned.

Filthy auras rose up, wave after wave.

Qin Yun's expression immediately darkened.

He was all too familiar with this smell.

Anomalies.

Not just one place.

Not just one.

Soon, the first set of remains crawled out from the depths of the cracks.

Then the second, the third, the fourth.

Some were missing half their skulls.

Some had broken spears pierced through their chests.

Others had rotting, blackened armor plates hanging on them, and pitch-black mist constantly seeped from the gaps in the armor.

They were not ordinary corpses reanimating.

They were being dragged back up by some kind of filthy power.

The auras on these remains were chaotic; resentment, Death Qi, and the aura of anomalies were all mixed together, making one uncomfortable just by looking at them.

The remains that had gifted the treasures earlier stirred with killing intent.

The broken sword in its hand vibrated gently.

Outside the ancient hall, the first three anomalous remains that rushed over were shattered into bone powder on the spot.

But the cracks in the distance were still opening.

More remains were crawling out one by one.

The situation immediately spiraled out of control.

Just as Qin Yun was about to leave the hall, his body suddenly shook.

It was not the four treasures.

It was two other connections.

One from Gu Zhan.

One from Chen Yang.

Both fluctuations were simultaneously chaotic.

Very heavy.

And very urgent.

It was not an ordinary injury.

It was truly stepping onto the edge of life and death.

Qin Yun's expression changed instantly.

He could no longer concern himself with these disturbances; he looked up toward the deeper parts of the Forbidden Ground, and he already had the answer in his heart.

Gu Zhan and Chen Yang were in trouble.