67: Bloodline zombies, what is the price of immortality?

Under Yuanji, the Shadow Puppet's guidance, this group of people rushed into the Divine Tomb.

As they walked, they felt the Qi left behind by Li Yan during his Breakthrough.

“Look!”

“That mysterious person who achieved Golden Core just Cultivated here.”

“This graveyard has never been seen before; it must hide the secrets of Cultivation!”

The Tianyan Sect Elder pointed to where Li Yan had just meditated.

The Huangdao Sect Elder stroked his goatee, revealing a greedy smile.

“For so many years, no one has ever found an Immortal Opportunity and formed a Golden Core.”

“Fellow Daoists, we are all in the Blood Core Realm, and Cultivators across the world have suffered for too long in their pursuit of the Immortal Dao!”

“If we can find the Immortal Opportunity, what if you and I, Fellow Daoists, share it exclusively?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the other old devils all showed cunning smiles.

“I agree with Elder Wuwei of the Huangdao Sect.”

“If an Immortal Opportunity is found here, everyone present gets a share; let’s not attract outsiders.”

These old devils, who had lived for hundreds of years, were all extremely selfish.

For treasures discovered together, the fewer people who knew, the better.

One less person meant one less person to share the Opportunity.

These twenty-odd Cultivators, all of whom were in the Blood Core Realm and had considerable cultivation, quickly reached an agreement.

The next moment, their gazes all turned to Yuanji.

“As for this Inner Sect Disciple, kill him.”

“Wait, Elders…”

Before Yuanji could say anything, Shouyi, the Immortal Master of the Tianyan Sect, waved his hand, and a surge of Blood Qi obliterated him.

Yuanji, the Shadow Puppet, didn't even have time to cry for help before he was turned into minced meat, his flesh and blood splattered on the stone wall.

Li Yan, hiding in the shadows, watched these greedy old devils, a cold smile playing on his lips.

The reason they were willing to share was that all the old devils were in the Blood Core Realm, and fighting would not be worthwhile.

But Yuanji was a Ban Xue Realm Cultivator, so they simply killed him to silence him.

These old things were truly deeply enchanted in their pursuit of Immortal Ascension.

Li Yan's formation of a Golden Core was simply too great a temptation for them.

They were convinced that there must be a secret to Immortal Ascension within this Divine Tomb.

Watching these old devils pass through the Bloodline Poison Pool and begin to enter the Divine Tomb.

Li Yan’s lips curved slightly upward: “The traps within the Divine Tomb, I’ll trouble you to step on them for me.”

As the old devils walked further in, Yuanji, who had just been ‘killed,’ crawled out of the shadows.

He sighed, “These sanctimonious hypocrites killed me without a second thought.”

“I lost three layers of power just to repair my shadow body.”

Li Yan then walked out from the side; upon seeing Li Yan, Yuanji immediately bowed respectfully.

“Master, I have already tricked the people inside.”

“Good, you stay here and notify me immediately if anything happens.”

“Yes!”

Li Yan had Yuanji guard the outskirts of the Divine Tomb, while he, bringing Su Mo, began to follow the group of old devils.

And one person witnessed Li Yan’s actions throughout.

That was the Ember Immortal, Zenmatsu, who was lodged inside the Magic Eye hanging from his waist.

As Zenmatsu, the Ember Immortal, watched Li Yan's actions, she secretly sighed.

“This kid is quite clever, letting others scout the way for him.”

“Otherwise, with his current strength, entering the Divine Tomb would be certain death.”

“Inside the Divine Tomb, there are not only illusions but also a pile of Bloodline Corpses waiting for them.”

Bloodline Corpses?

Li Yan listened to Zenmatsu, the Ember Immortal’s thoughts without batting an eye.

Listening to this Senior’s thoughts could also help him avoid pitfalls.

He formed a hand seal with two fingers and released a shadow, sending it to follow the old devils walking ahead.

As the group of Blood Core Realm old Daoists passed through the outer area covered in spider lilies.

An underground fissure appeared before them, and at the edge of the fissure, everyone saw countless Corpse People!

A group of crimson Corpse People were kneeling at the edge of the fissure cliff, prostrating themselves forward.

These Corpse People were the ‘Bloodline Corpses’ that Zenmatsu, the Ember Immortal, spoke of.

The number of Corpse People was extremely vast; they were indifferent to outsiders.

These Corpse People seemed to be enchanted, kneeling towards the depths of the Divine Tomb, as if performing some kind of ritual.

Even when the Elders of Tianyan Sect, Huangdao Sect, and others walked behind them.

The bloody Corpse People still knelt on the ground, making gestures of prayer towards the depths of the Divine Tomb.

They had been kneeling here for tens of thousands of years, devoutly offering their faith to the Divine Tomb.

Wuwei Daoist of the Huangdao Sect, who was walking in front, stroked his goatee, his heart filled with shock.

“So many Corpse People, truly terrifying!”

Shouyi, the Immortal Master, widened his eyes, pointing at the Bloodline Corpses before them.

“Look, the remnants of their clothes.”

“These Corpse People, they all seem to be ancient Cultivators!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the Elders all gasped in astonishment.

“Ancient Cultivators? So much time has passed, and their corpses haven't decayed or rotted? They still retain their flesh and blood?”

“But with such eternal life, what are they pursuing? What is the meaning of becoming this half-human, half-ghost appearance?”

The Elders looked at the Cultivator Corpse People kneeling before the ancient god, and they fell into confusion.

If the price of eternal life was to kneel underground for tens of thousands of years, then what was the use of such eternal life?

Isn't Cultivation about Heaven-Defying and fighting against the Heavenly Dao?

For the sake of eternal life, these Cultivators have all turned into this ghostly appearance, their flesh and blood on their knees almost fused with the ground.

Kneel to the ancient god?

Just to become like this?

Looking further ahead, there was something even more unsettling.

In the middle of the underground fissure, there was a blood-colored bridge.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this was actually a bridge made of the flesh and blood of countless Corpse People.

When these twenty-odd Elders saw such a bizarre scene, some of them began to retreat.

“There’s a Flying Restriction here?”

“Such a strange tomb, I think I won’t go.”

“To seek the Immortal Dao and become this half-human, half-ghost appearance, this humble Daoist bids farewell.”

However, most people still followed their inner greed.

Wuwei Daoist scoffed, “We old fogeys only have ten years of Lifespan left.”

“Why not take a gamble with these old bones before we perish!”

Shouyi, the Immortal Master, also scoffed, “This is an Opportunity for Immortal Ascension! The one who formed a Golden Core must have gone in before us.”

“Someone is scouting the way for us, what are you still afraid of?”

Faced with the enticement of Wuwei Daoist and Shouyi, the Immortal Master, this group of Blood Core Realm old Cultivators thought it over and decided to take a gamble.

“Go!”

“Go, you first.”

“Brother Wuwei, you first!”

These old Daoists, each with their own schemes, bypassed the piles of Corpse People.

They pushed and pulled each other, half-reluctantly stepping onto the flesh and blood bridge together.

And the moment they stepped onto the flesh and blood bridge, the Corpse People who had been kneeling and praying devoutly suddenly erupted into a frenzy.

As if some taboo had been triggered, the Bloodline Corpse horde suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky.

A Corpse Person’s body began to swell, and it rushed towards the group of Blood Core Realm Cultivators.

Bang!

Bang, bang, bang!

Accompanied by dense explosions reverberating inside the cave, Li Yan, hiding behind, broke into a wide smile.

“These old devils really helped me clear the mines.”

“There’s a Flying Restriction here; once they step onto the bridge, those Bloodline Corpses will be awakened and chase people, exploding!”

Watching these Elders clear the minefield for him was truly delightful.

And with the Corpse horde attracted to them, it would be much easier for Li Yan to cross the bridge now.