Chapter 996: Chapter 303: The Dead_4
She herself was completely unaware, and Su Changxing didn’t intentionally remind her, nor was he sure whether this state was good or bad.
Su Changxing couldn’t think of a better solution for a moment, so he decided to use brute force to break the space here. He pulled out the revolver at his waist and shot at the location of the black shadow. The bullet oscillated in the space, leaving clear cracks.
“Indeed, the space here is very fragile and can be easily broken. It seems to be a disguise on the surface space, just more advanced than the methods outside.”
Su Changxing showed a trace of seriousness.
Obviously, everything here was set up by someone later. He could feel that the person’s strength was at least Tier Four.
He fired two more bullets at the shadow’s location, the immense power of the bullets completely shattered the space, revealing a slightly concealed Bronze Gate. There were two plum blossom patterns on the door, with a grim ghost face in the middle, long hair and fangs, light shining through the gaps.
The smell of blood.
Su Changxing smelled the fresh scent of blood and walked forward, intending to push open the Bronze Gate. However, he found the door extremely heavy, and even with ordinary force, the Bronze Gate didn’t budge, as if it was fixed there.
Then, he tried once more, using a hundredfold concentration to augment his strength.
This time, the Bronze Gate was finally pushed open slowly, accompanied by the heavy sound of gears turning, as if driving a giant mechanical object. Even with Su Changxing’s strength, it felt somewhat strenuous, as if the entire world was pressing down on the door, making it extremely heavy.
Moments later, the gate was finally pushed open.
A dead man, seemingly deceased not long ago, the blood still flowing, not yet clotted.
That person had long white hair, withered and wrinkled skin, his limbs bound with chains, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the small room.
This place doesn’t give the feeling of a prison or somewhere to confine people; the dead person isn’t a prisoner here. The chains are just used for drawing power.
Sean peered out from behind: “Looks like he just died recently, but the time rules here are chaotic, who knows how long he’s actually been dead.”
Su Changxing pondered, shaking his head, as a white glow flashed in the Eye of Data: “This person lived for over ten thousand years, meaning he didn’t die during the turmoil in the Death Rift, but later.”
The sound of chains was probably made by this person, but when they walked over, he was already dead, maybe the sound lingered in the air.
In such conditions, there’s no way to discern how long this person has actually been dead, maybe a long time, or perhaps just recently.
The ceiling had an extremely complex ancient star formation, like a galaxy, corresponding to different stars, seemingly corresponding to each level of the Death Rift, every position.
He examined the corpse, discovering a black handprint on the chest, this hand not only pierced through the flesh but also the soul, the reason for the death.
Though for such a powerful existence, death wouldn’t come so easily, it should have been influenced by some extra force.
Then, he also found a broken short dagger on this person’s body, its blade rusty with spots of dried blood.
[Battle Banner Blood Blade (Fragment): Rank A Crown, Blade of Slaughter, Blood and Qi Cultivation, carries a deadly curse. Piercing a vital point can trigger a sure-death curse, extremely effective against demon-like creatures, used to counter high-level demons.]
This is indeed a good item, useful against species with strong life force like demons, can have unexpected effects.
However, in this case, it might imply the attacker wasn’t a demon, otherwise he wouldn’t die without using this mysterious item.
Su Changxing played with the broken short dagger in his hand, sinking into thought. He felt something wasn’t right and realized they couldn’t linger here too long; their goal was to exit: “Let’s leave here first, it seems this is not the way out.”
As they stepped out of the Bronze Gate again, the pool water was filled with clear water, noticeably containing immense life force within.
[Dark Spring Water: Purified from high-level demon blood, contains immense life force, can rapidly recover injuries, and strengthen physique, but will also disrupt the mind…]
Su Changxing walked forward, scooped a spoonful with his left hand, tasted it, nothing particularly special, sweet like spring water. Only his physical body had grown to such a level that this thing had no effect, couldn’t strengthen his body, nor influence his mind, or even speed up his injury recovery.
“What is this thing?” Sean watched Su Changxing sip, approached, prepared to taste as well.
Su Changxing smiled: “Demon’s blood.”
Upon hearing this, Sean immediately stopped his action, his face stiffened: “Then you drank it.”
Su Changxing gestured: “Just tasting it, this stuff is drinkable, can strengthen physique.”
Sean heard it was drinkable and could enhance physique, so immediately prepared to drink some, yet heard Su Changxing say:
“But it’s best not to drink; demon’s blood will disrupt the mind, for ordinary people, this stuff is more harmful than beneficial.”
The Death Rift is full of demons, having demon blood here isn’t surprising, just why wasn’t it present earlier, and suddenly appears now.
Su Changxing was puzzled when he suddenly saw something floating in the water, a line of text, ancient language: “Leave here, return quickly!”
“…”
When he saw that line of text, it disappeared, seemingly left specifically for him.
Instantly, he turned sharply to look at the dead person inside the Bronze Gate, thought of something, felt it wasn’t left for him, but for someone else, just didn’t come, instead by chance, he saw it.
Before leaving, he stashed the corpse along with the chains into the Pocket Galaxy, feeling it shouldn’t be left here unexplored, there was still a fragmented soul within, potentially providing some information.
Then, they continued onward, deep into the boundless darkness, seemingly endless, unsure how long passed…
“How long have we been walking?” Shen Jinxuan couldn’t help but ask, pouting, feeling somewhat understimulated.
But this wasn’t how she felt.
Su Changxing glanced around: “Not long, time passes slowly here. We have indeed walked a great distance, but should be near.”
He gazed into the far distance, as if white light piercing through, alongside war cries.