This short distance of more than ten zhang passed in an instant, but at this time, Fang Yan and the others were "step by step", and it took nearly half an hour to gradually get closer, during which there was no unexpected change, even the Dao pattern of Tiancheng seemed to disappear, and the space was silent!

Despite this, Fang Yan's hearts not only did not relax, but they were about to raise their throats, the more weird they were, the more they felt dangerous, and unconsciously, the clothes on their bodies were wet with that cold sweat, you can imagine how terrifying and gloomy the atmosphere was at this time.

Through the thick fog, Fang Yan and the others could finally vaguely see the scene in front of them, the towering trees that should have stood around them suddenly disappeared in front of them, only a few bare dead trees were crooked, and the ground seemed to suddenly become a little dark and dry.

Fang Yan's eyes were as wide as copper bells, looking at all this, their scalps tingled a little, and that cool feeling went straight into their hearts, making them tremble a few times. What the hell is there here that can make the surrounding scene suddenly look like this? This is the deepest part of the master's journey, what did he encounter?

Fang Yan thought in his heart, glanced at Zhou Dashen, nodded slightly, and the two of them continued to walk deeper with courage.

"Chirp. The little beast's face was also very solemn, and when it lost its usual naughtiness, it suddenly pointed ahead and screamed anxiously.

Fang Yan's heart slammed suddenly, his body immediately paused, and he looked forward, it was covered by the thick fog, and he couldn't see the situation inside, but Fang Yan and the others could vaguely see that behind the dense fog, there seemed to be a rectangular thing.

Seeing this, the faces of the two changed again, they glanced at each other, the inexplicable fear in their hearts was in vain, and then, they couldn't help but be curious, the two moved their feet again, slowly approaching the rectangular object, and after half a sound, the two were finally able to see through the dense fog, what it was, and their faces were frightened.

It was a rectangular sarcophagus, the sarcophagus was dark gold, revealing an extremely cold atmosphere, this sarcophagus seemed to have gone through a long time, the pale simplicity floated out invisibly, on the surface of the sarcophagus, there were dense lines entangled, as if containing a strange energy, Fang Yan and the two looked at it a few more times, and they felt that their eyes were extremely painful, and they immediately dared not stare at the lines carefully.

"How can there be a sarcophagus here? Could it be that someone is buried here?" Zhou Dashen swallowed deeply, and the fear in his eyes could not be concealed.

Fang Yan shook his head solemnly, the palm of his hand holding the dagger tightened again, the dagger also seemed to feel the extreme fear in Fang Yan's heart, it shook lightly a few times, and a trace of inexplicable energy poured into Fang Yan's heart, making his beating heart seem to have calmed down a lot suddenly, and he was no longer so afraid.

Pursing his dry lips, Fang Yan plucked up his courage and moved towards the sarcophagus, the little beast in his arms stared at the sarcophagus with its blood-red eyes wide open, its little claws stretched out, ready to attack at any time.

In the short distance of these few steps, Fang Yan felt extremely difficult, every step he took, he was fighting between heaven and man, but in the end, he still relied on great perseverance and stood in front of the sarcophagus, the sarcophagus was not sealed by the coffin lid, the coffin lid had already been uncovered, and he lay quietly next to the sarcophagus.

Fang Yan took a deep breath, poked his head slightly, and looked inside the sarcophagus, when he saw the scene inside, Fang Yan's face turned pale in an instant, and the whole person stood there like a lightning strike.

In the sarcophagus lay an old man, the old man was thin and rugged, his face was covered with withered wrinkles, like a hideous poisonous snake hibernating, his hair was loose and messy, his body was wrapped in a black cloth coat, and his two equally dry palms were hanging at the sides of his body, and his nails were extremely terrifying, extending directly to his feet, several feet long.

Around the old man, the inside of the sarcophagus was depicted with incomparably complex lines, dense with clouds, which contained a powerful strange energy, and this old man who seemed to be dead seemed to have a kind of magic power, so that Fang Yan looked at it, as if his soul was about to be pulled out, and he fell into it deeply.

Fang Yan was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly used the power of battle blood, the battle blood boiled, Fang Yan finally felt his body loosen and get rid of that terrible feeling.

Who is this old man? How can he be so terrifying? Just one look at it almost kills him. Isn't he dead? If he is dead, why is his skin and flesh still intact? The nails—if he is not dead, why is he lying in the sarcophagus, and there is no life? Did the master see this back then? Thinking of this, Fang Yan's heart became unprecedentedly vigilant.

Zhou Dashen followed Fang Yan and walked up, and also saw the scene in the sarcophagus, his situation was the same as Fang Yan, his face was full of horror and stayed in place, his eyes gradually began to become hollow, Fang Yan's face was shocked, he just wanted to wake up Zhou Dashen, only to see a white light emerge from his body in vain, and a wave of Haoran's divine righteousness overflowed, and his whole person recovered instantly, it seems that he also has some ability to save his life.

"What's it, it's terrible, in this Killing God Mountain, there is nothing that is good. Zhou Dashen looked at the old man with dry bones in the sarcophagus in horror: "How is it possible? He has been lying in this sarcophagus for at least ten thousand years, why hasn't he turned into ashes?"

"How do you know that he has been lying here for ten thousand years?" Hearing this, Fang Yan was taken aback and asked urgently.

"You look at the lines on the sarcophagus, it's not at all what we can depict now, it's almost lost, I've seen it from ancient books, this kind of complicated lines only exist in ancient times, and it's extremely powerful, and the breath emitted by this sarcophagus is impossible to derive this kind of breath without a long time. Zhou Dashen hurriedly explained.

Hearing this, Fang Yan's face was extremely solemn, looking at the complicated lines, indeed, this was something he had never seen before, its complexity and order, it was also strange and inexplicable, and bursts of ancient breath were invisibly emanated, obviously, Zhou Dashen's guess was not unreasonable.

"I really can't imagine what kind of existence this old man is, why hasn't he turned into ashes for so long? And the vast power in his body is something that my master doesn't have!" Zhou Dashen said incredulously.

"Your master?" Fang Yan turned his head, knowing that he had an extremely mysterious master, and now hearing him make such a comparison, he couldn't help but look at it in doubt.

"He's a saint!" Zhou Dashen said with a frightened face, and then added: "Saint Quadruple!"

Fang Yan's body shook violently, the supreme powerhouse of the Saint Quadruple Realm, that was the existence of a real peak powerhouse, he could turn over the river and the sea with his hands and feet, and on the mainland, he could almost walk sideways, and what did Zhou Dashen mean, this old man who was like a withered old man with no vitality turned out to be stronger than his master's breath?

Just as the two of them were talking, the dry old man who did not have the slightest breath of life, his eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and the whole space seemed to be rolled up with a gust of wind, and the surging and cool air increased in vain, and the pair of eyes that were not the slightest turbidity, but as vast as the sea, suddenly shot out a huge energy that Fang Yan and the two had never touched.

"Poof, poof. Fang Yan and the others felt that their hearts were about to be shattered, and the blood couldn't stop spurting out, and the little beast was no exception, blood spurted out of their small mouths, they were terrified, and they looked at the old man who suddenly opened his eyes with horror, it was a pair of terrifying eyes, black almost occupied the entire eyeball, lifeless, without a trace of emotion.

Their hearts were about to jump out, they wanted to retreat, but their whole bodies seemed to be bound by something, they couldn't move at all, they were desperate-

The old man's dark and terrifying eyes stared at them motionlessly, and a powerful and incomparable pulling force appeared silently, Fang Yan and the others only felt that their own spirits began to break away from their bodies, and were pulled out by the old man's eyes, and the two struggled frantically, but in the face of that vast energy, everything was in vain.

Just when the hearts of the two of them were like ashes, the dagger in Fang Yan's hand suddenly erupted into a powerful glow that had never been seen before, stronger than ever, and the white fog around them was instantly blown away, replaced by a thick black evil aura, and above the dagger, a black magic lotus that was so black and shiny as if it were essence bloomed, and a strong negative aura poured towards the old man.

This is an energy that is even more vast than the old man, and it is even more terrifying, which contains an aura that makes Fang Yan and the others tremble, it has never been different, it is different from this withered old man, and it is different from those saints that Fang Yan has seen, but compared to them, it seems to be more than a star and a half higher, it is above an absolute sentient being!

"What-what, how is it possible?Heaven Slayer Demon Dagger?" An old man screamed from the space, his tone revealed extreme horror, and he couldn't believe it: "Are you killing ancestors? Impossible, absolutely impossible, killing ancestors fell tens of thousands of years ago, who are you? How can there be a Heaven Slayer Demon Dagger?!"

Fang Yan and the others were rescued by the dagger, they didn't have time to think about it, their bodies quickly retreated, and they no longer dared to get close to the sarcophagus for half a step, and the black lotus emitted by the dagger just now didn't seem to bring much harm to the old man, after all, this was its automatic protector.

Listening to those inexplicable words, Fang Yan suppressed the fear in his heart, his brows furrowed deeply, and he looked at the dagger in his hand, the Heaven Slayer Demon Dagger? Could it be this dagger? It seems that he is very scruples, and he also kills the ancestors? Who is that? I never knew, could it be the original owner of this dagger? It fell tens of thousands of years ago?

Thinking of this, Fang Yan was shocked beyond measure, tens of thousands of years ago? It was still the Ancient Period, right? This old man, how could he know this? He-he wouldn't be a person from that era, would he? How could it be possible, a person from tens of thousands of years ago was still alive now? Then how powerful should his cultivation be? Heavenly Sage?

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