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Four Barbaric Demons, each weighing a thousand jin, were bound with Spiritual Energy Silkworm Thread and placed into the Sumeru Ring.

Carrying over four thousand jin, that tiny ring, worn on the finger, didn't feel heavy at all, such is the wonder of a Superior Storage Ring.

After two days of arduous travel over hills and through waters, Wang Xiaoqiang finally reached the central area of the Corpse Demon Mountain Range at noon.

The central area, with its higher and more perilous mountains compared to the environmental conditions of the edges and belly of the range, was extremely harsh. Here, one could hardly see any vegetation, and even the tenacious grass underfoot was withered and desiccated due to the high altitude and the scant sunlight between the ridges, which was dreadfully meager. Some places never saw sunlight all year, creating an unusually cold environment. The main culprit for these harsh conditions was the thick Corpse Qi floating in the air, emanating from between the ridges.

Between the ridges, the gravestones were piled high; there were burial sites everywhere. However, these burial sites were all destroyed. Anyone with a bit of insight could tell that the destruction came from inside out, not the other way around. Each patterned beast had an opening big enough for a human to pass through, perfectly round and smooth as if polished. It was evident that something frequently moved in and out of these holes, with the chilling and bleak Corpse Qi seeping out from them.

Although it was the Noon Hour, Lin Xiaotian could feel the cold. It wasn't bone-chilling, but this coldness gave him an eerie feeling.

Compared to the numerous grave mounds in the gullies, the situation on the mountain cliffs was even more chilling. Hanging on those cliffs, towering thousands of feet high, were coffins. Most of these coffins were battered after thousands of years of weathering, yet some that were hung lower down and closer to the ground, where the Corpse Qi was denser, were intact.

The data indicated that the center of the Corpse Demon Mountain Range buried tens of thousands of Sirius-Shooting Warrior corpses a thousand years ago. These fallen Immortal Cultivators were of varying ages and both genders, with the burial practice for men being interment in the earth and for women, suspension in coffins.

Wang Xiaoqiang knew this was not a local custom.

The choice of different burial methods for men and women had a reason.

The exact reason was not stated in the records.

It was said that the center of the Corpse Demon Mountain Range was a Land of Absolute Yin and Seven Fiends. If corpses were buried here, they would be eroded by the Yin Fiend Aura and would potentially turn into Corpse Demons after a thousand years. Male bodies were Yang, and burying them was somewhat better, but if female corpses were buried, they would not only turn into Corpse Demons but also become a terrifying force, especially if the corpses were those of Female Cultivators.

Should these Female Cultivators turn into Corpse Demons and continue to cultivate, their power would be immeasurable. For instance, if the corpses buried in these graves were Female Cultivators, the Immortal Realm Continent today would be overrun by Corpse Demons, with no humans in sight.

Based on such speculation, Wang Xiaoqiang assumed that the bodies buried in the graves were likely those of male Immortal Cultivators, while those in the coffins on the cliffs were mostly Female Cultivators.

The sun was high in the sky, and its light, obscured by the dense Corpse Qi, fell on the ground in pallid, amber fragments. The scene was terribly dim. Wang Xiaoqiang observed for a while, then propped himself on his hands, pointed his legs to the sky, closed his eyes, and used the "Gaze" technique from "Observe Heaven and Earth" to scan his surroundings.

With his eyes closed, a miniature spherical world appeared in his mind, with everything within fifty li appearing within this small realm. Every mountain, every river, every stone, and every tree were represented within it. However, amid this landscape, apart from himself and what he carried, he could not see another human being or even half of a Barbaric Demon. The dense graves were shrouded in Corpse Qi, with each deep burial site harboring a red dot, the appearance of a Corpse Demon under the "Gaze." There were also a few red dots moving, though not far.

But within the coffins on the cliff, there was an ominous stillness, with not a single red dot appearing, meaning there was not a single living being inside.

In other words, there was a large number of Corpse Demons beneath the graves, whereas all the coffins held nothing but dried or disintegrated corpses, obliterated forevermore.

After observing for a while, Wang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes, flipped his body back over, and took out a Leafless Fruit from the Sumeru to nibble on.

While eating, he contemplated his strategy.

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After consuming the entire Leafless Fruit, not only did he have something to stave off his hunger, but he also came up with a plan.

With a thought, he summoned the Patterned Beast. Then, he rode the Patterned Beast, took flight in mid-air, and positioned himself above the dip in the mountains.

This stretch of mountain dip was vast, containing no fewer than a thousand graves.

As the Patterned Beast flew to the center of the mountain dip, Wang Xiaoqiang had another thought, and from the Sumeru Ring, he took out a Unicorn. Hanging it with thirty strands of Spiritual Energy Silkworm Thread, he slowly lowered it down.

As the Unicorn descended, it howled continuously. Before even touching the ground, figures began to emerge from the deep graves below—Corpse Demons to be exact. They were like black skeletons wrapped in a thick white Corpse Qi.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

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Looking down, it was impossible to tell how many Corpse Demons had crawled out of their graves. Upon spotting the intruder, they immediately let out angry roars. Although not particularly loud, the sounds were chilling, terrifying to hear, and many times more unpleasant than the cries of Demon Beasts.

Faced with this situation, Wang Xiaoqiang didn't retract the Unicorn. After all, it was a test of the Corpse Demons' strength, so what was the waste of one Barbaric Demon?

He decisively withdrew the Spiritual Energy Silkworm Thread, and the Unicorn crashed to the ground with a thud.

Several Corpse Demons pounced towards the sound.

Upon landing, the Unicorn was at first bewildered, but upon seeing the approaching Corpse Demons, it became genuinely frightened. It seemed to sense the terror of those skeletal figures and let out a timid cry before turning to flee.

However, surrounded by the attack of Corpse Demons, the hefty creature struggled to move even a step, despite the fact that the Corpse Demons' movements were exceedingly slow. Far slower than a person walking, yet the intense Qi of several pointing at it left the powerful Demon Beast with no chance to escape.

Finally, five Corpse Demons pounced onto the Unicorn. Their skeletal hands, shrouded in Corpse Qi, cruelly pierced into the tough animal skin. Like knives, they carved up the Unicorn bit by bit, and the beast, the size of a small house, was quickly dismembered.

Purple-blue blood spilled all over the ground, as if a rain of blood had fallen.

Watching the scene below, Wang Xiaoqiang felt his head go numb.

At that moment, the emerged Corpse Demons noticed the two figures in the sky and let out howls one after another. Their skeletal eyes even emitted a Red Light, eerily bizarre to the extreme.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to stay any longer and steered the Patterned Beast away. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com), monthly tickets are also appreciated. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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