The air seemed to have frozen. Their bodies felt as if they were frozen in ice, unable to move.
The white-armored corpse slowly walked forward with corpse clouds forming beneath its feet. It slowly reached out with one hand. Although it was still dozens of meters away, its body seemed to have been locked down.
A Third Transformation Corpse Evil was comparable to a Giant Statue.
"Meow, meow!"
Only the kitty in Little Demoness' bosom could move. It jumped down from her chest and turned into a white shadow that rushed into the tomb behind the corpse. Its amber eyes stared at the pulsing purple light in the tomb.
The white-armored man stopped and shot out two gray rays from his empty eyes. They created ripples in the air and brushed past the kitty's tail without hurting it.
"Whoosh!"
The kitty rushed into the tomb!
"Whitey!" Little Demoness shouted.
The corpse energy on the man's body was too thick, so she didn't dare to come forward. She could only hide behind Feng Feiyun in a panic.
The man stopped and the oppressive corpse energy in the air receded back into his body. He turned around and went into the tomb to chase after the kitty.
He walked very slowly and stiffly. However, it only took him a split second to disappear into the tomb.
"Bro, Whitey!" Little Demoness anxiously pulled on Feng Feiyun's sleeve with tears on the verge of flowing down her cheeks.
Feng Feiyun said: "You stay here, I'll go in and take a look."
Little Demoness said: "I want to go as well, Whitey is definitely going to eat bones."
"A cat won't eat bones."
Feiyun used his Minor Change Art on the ground to find a safe path. He refined the corrosive corpse energy on the ground before carefully making his way deeper into the tomb.
Because this place was a third-transformation corpse, the corpse energy was quite frightening. Even the soil and stones were stained with this energy. If this energy entered the body, one could be poisoned and turned into a corpse evil.
The corpse energy on the ground receded like a receding tide.
"Whitey, it wants to eat bones, it's not an ordinary cat!" Little Demoness held onto Feng Feiyun's sleeve and followed right behind him.
"Is it a dog?" Feng Feiyun was a bit annoyed.
Little Demoness nodded and said in a serious manner: "Every time the moon is full, it will bark like a dog. It thinks that there is a big pancake hanging in the sky and it wants to eat it, but it can't."
"Ugh …" Feiyun naturally didn't believe her. This little girl's words couldn't be trusted at all.
"Rumble!"
In the distance, halfway up the mountain, the Omni-Heaven Marquis was shrouded by the corpse fog. The world turned as black as ink while resisting the corpse suppression talisman.
Waves of air blasted over, causing the cliffs to crack and huge rocks to tumble down.
If it wasn't for the fact that Mount Banda was huge and spanned for three hundred miles, other mountains would have been flattened by now.
This was only a valley that wasn't even halfway up the mountain. The tomb was located on a desolate hillside. Time passed by in the blink of an eye. The burial mound was flattened by the passage of time.
If it wasn't for the corpses crawling out of their graves, no one would know that an ancient giant was buried at this place.
The ground continued to shake as if they were on a boat in turbulent waves. Boulders were still rolling down from above. A few corpses were knocked down by the tremors.
The tomb was very deep and serene!
The sound of footsteps reverberated in his ears!
Little Demoness followed behind Feng Feiyun while biting her index finger on the corner of her mouth like a sneaky little mouse.
"So old, this place must have been buried for more than a thousand years." Feng Feiyun picked up a handful of soil and sniffed it.
The tomb became darker and darker with a thick corpse energy. Only the Infinite Spirit Ring would be able to stop it.
Without a spirit treasure to protect them, even a grand achievement God Base would be invaded by the corpse energy. They would either turn into blood or corpse evils.
A black pond appeared in the tomb, and the black water inside was boiling, giving off strands of black smoke. There was a purple orb of light floating above the pond, flashing. It was a purple pearl.
The black smoke emitted from the pond resembled pitch-black ghostly hands. It was as if the pond was nurturing tens of thousands of ghosts, and it was even making "plop plop plop" sounds.
Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped. "Boom!" Little Demoness wasn't paying attention and bumped into his back while rubbing her forehead.
"What a dense yin energy!"
Feng Feiyun stared at the purple bead and saw strands of black runes coiling around it before drilling into it.
"Don't tell me this is a fourth-ranked spirit pill?" Little Demoness' eyes flashed as she gulped down her saliva.
"It is indeed a fourth-ranked spirit pill using a water refinement method. An ancient corpse refining pills in a tomb, this …" Feng Feiyun said.
Second-rank Spirit Pills were already rare treasures. Third-rank Spirit Pills were priceless. Fourth-rank Spirit Pills were as rare as Spirit Treasures. In the entire Jin Dynasty, the number of alchemists that could refine fourth-rank Spirit Pills could be counted on one's fingers.
Corpses at the second transformation had a certain level of intelligence. At the third transformation, their intelligence was no less than an ordinary person's.
Although refining pills with an ancient corpse was a bit shocking, it was not impossible.
"Meow, meow!"
The ancient corpse wearing white armor was standing by the black pond. His body was stiff and motionless. Whitey was being held in his arms. She was extremely docile. Her cat eyes were staring at the purple light in the pond.
It was impossible for a third-transformation corpse to not notice Feng Feiyun and Little Demoness. However, it didn't turn around and only stood there, leaving behind an impressive silhouette as if it had turned into a statue.
"Bro, look at his white armor …" Little Demoness pulled on Feng Feiyun's sleeve again.
The white armor on his body didn't have the slightest sign of decay after thousands of years. There wasn't even a speck of rust. It was flowing with a white light; clearly, it was extraordinary.
There was a red cloak on his back. The white armor didn't rust, but the cloak was rotten and tattered. Nevertheless, it still looked like a broken flag fluttering in the wind.
One could imagine how heroic and awe-inspiring he was before his death.
But what was truly shocking was the huge circular brand on the back of his white armor. The word "Wind" was imprinted in the middle, as if he was carrying a white round shield on his back.
"Could he be … a prodigy from the Feng Clan?!"
Feng Feiyun channeled his Minor Change Art in order to calculate this corpse's origin. However, it was cut off by an invisible force. Not only was he unable to calculate anything, but his hand also almost cracked.
"Rumble!"
Little Demoness reached into her chest pocket and took out a yellow wooden scroll. It was carved from iron and wood and was connected by golden threads. There were more than three hundred small pieces with names and dates engraved on them.
She held the wooden slip in one hand and stretched out the fingers of her other hand to search the wooden slip. She was searching very seriously.
"What are you holding in your hand?" Feng Feiyun glanced at the scroll.
"Divine Chart!" Little Demoness was still searching.
"Divine Chart … Don't tell me you stole the clan's chart?"
Feng Feiyun snatched the scroll from her hand and took a look. Sure enough, it was the Feng Clan's chart with the names of the ancestors carved on it in great detail.
She actually stole it …
Each ancient clan only had one copy of the genealogy. Not only did it record the names and lives of the ancestors, but it also recorded some of the clan's secrets. For example, the four ancestral grounds of the Feng Clan were all recorded in detail on the genealogy.
Because there were too many secrets, it was usually placed in the ancestral hall and guarded by top experts. Outside of the Clan Master of each generation, outsiders couldn't even touch it.
Feng Feiyun looked at the chart for a long time with more and more black lines on his forehead. No wonder why Little Demoness was able to enter the Feng Clan's ancestral ground and dig out the ancestor's bones. So it turned out that she found the method to enter the ancestral ground from the chart.
Feng Feiyun lamented: "Watch out day and night, it's hard to watch out for a thief at home!"
"I didn't steal it, Whitey was the one who did it." Little Demoness pushed all the blame to a cat.
Could a cat steal the genealogy from the heavily guarded ancestral hall of the Feng Clan?
If this was the case, then the supreme experts of the Feng Clan were truly a bunch of idiots and trash.
"Oh, could it be him?!"
Feng Feiyun found a clue on the chart. Perhaps it was the real identity of this man who had died more than one thousand years ago.
The Feng Clan was established more than one thousand years ago. The first Clan Master of the Feng Clan was overflowing with talents. However, no matter how high one's cultivation was, it was impossible to establish a clan as large as the Feng Clan by himself.
The genealogy records stated that the first clan master of the Feng Clan had a younger brother whose talents were above his older brother's. He was the king of that generation and fought 780 battles without losing a single one.
Anyone who didn't submit to the Feng Clan was suppressed by him. Those who didn't submit were beaten into submission. Even the Grand Southern Prefecture's Prefecture Lord lost three times to this person.
The chart had a very high evaluation of him. He wasn't even thirty years old yet, but he almost broke through the Giant level and reached an even higher realm. He was known as the number one of the Feng Clan since the beginning of time!
If he didn't die, he could have led the Feng Clan to become a super clan comparable to the four great clans. "
Very few people knew his real name, only two words were left on the chart: "Feng Chi".
Sigh!
He was a hero of a generation, but he disappeared in Trinity and never appeared in this world again.
This was an unsolved case in the history of the Feng Clan. No one knew where he went, only that he appeared outside of the Feng Clan's ancestral ground. Later on, he went all the way to Trinity before completely disappearing from this world.
If this man in white armor was really a sage of the Feng Clan, then he was the only one who could find clues on the genealogy.
Could it be that the number one of the Feng Clan died at Mount Banda and was buried under a small hill?
This was too desolate. If the Evil Woman didn't come into being, then this legend of the Feng Clan would never see the light of day again.