Chapter 802: Chapter 802: Hell Beast
Wu Manyue and Ren Guhong walked over.
Both were equally stunned.
âWhoa, whoa, whoa, isnât this too much of a joke?â
âThis little mound over here is even smaller than the grave hill of the old dog back home.â
Wu Manyueâs eyes widened.
If it werenât for the wooden plaque clearly stating âXiao Fengâs Tomb.â
She wouldnât have believed, no matter what, that this was the Great Sage Tomb.
Ren Guhong drew in a sharp breath: âNo wonder the ancestor of the Spirit Beast Sect didnât take any burial artifacts.â
âTurns out, thereâs not even a single hair here.â
âThereâs nothing to take, even if you wanted to.â
Jiang Fanâs mouth twitched slightly.
âI really want to know what the folks of the Divine Movement Sect are thinking right now.â
Three generations of searching, ten years of patience.
A gamble that staked the sectâs destiny.
And this is the result.
They looked up.
Sure enough, they saw ten figures clad in black robes, standing silently in front of the little mound.
Clearly, they too were questioning their life choices.
âMaster.â
One of the black-robed figures turned to the sole mysterious figure among them dressed in a crimson robe and said:
âShall we continue digging up this tomb?â
The crimson-robed man was an elder.
His aged voice carried a hint of heaviness: âDig!â
âWhatever can be found is what weâll get!â
Evidently, even he hadnât expected.
The so-called Earth Phoenixâs tomb would turn out to be such a disappointment.
The imagined scene of abundant legacies, spiritual treasures and secret medicines, and divine objects appearing everywhere, never came to pass.
If even the little mound is empty,
he might just lose it.
The entire Divine Movement Sect might collapse.
With the command given,
one of the black-robed figures pulled out a hook, carefully wrapped it around the tombstone from a distance, and cautiously pulled it.
They had anticipated extreme danger.
Thus, took every precaution.
But who could have guessed.
As soon as they exerted some force, the tombstone crumbled into wooden debris.
The plaque had existed for too long.
It had long since rotted beyond recognition.
This made the crimson-robed elderâs face darken further.
Was this really the Great Sage Tomb?
What kind of tomb could be this shoddily constructed?
âDig!â
Still, there was a sliver of hope.
If they could uncover the coffinâŠ
Unfortunately, before the thought could settle in his mind,
two disciples raised their hoes and lightly struck the mound, easily digging it apart.
Exposing a few rotting feathers that had deteriorated to stumps.
âMaster, weâve hit the bottom.â
The two disciples who had cleared the mound were dumbfounded.
The crimson-robed elderâs eyes went wide as he snatched the hoe: âLet me do it!â
He grunted as he dug several times.
But beneath itâwas only dirt.
There was no coffin whatsoever.
The little mound contained nothing but a few rotten feathers.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The crimson-robed elder staggered, nearly falling backward onto the ground.
Fortunately, two nearby figures caught him.
âMaster, please⊠please donât get worked up.â
The crimson-robed elder roughly shrugged them off, trembling all over as he unleashed a bitter laugh:
âA hundred years of searching!â
âAnd all we get is a few feathers?â
âHeavens, why are you so cruel to my Divine Movement Sect?â
The remaining nine black-robed figures also remained silent.
It was clear they had suffered an unimaginably huge blow.
Wu Manyue was laughing her head off inside:
âHahaha!â
âThis is killing me. They acted so high and mighty, only to end up with just a few feathers.â
âHahahaha!â
Ren Guhong also felt secretly delighted.
âSuch a huge sacrifice, and all for this?â
âHa.â
But Jiang Fan, stroking his chin, fell into thought.
âIf the mound contained nothing but a few rotten feathers.â
âThen what about the Earth Phoenix Grass Juice outside?â
âIt couldnât have just grown out of nowhere, could it?â
Uhâ
The two stopped laughing and began to ponder.
Wu Manyue speculated: âYou know, donât say I didnât warn you.â
âThe mound might still have something inside.â
âThey had such high expectations, they impatiently cleared it without carefully searching.â
âIf they were to actually sift through those chunks of dirt piece by piece, there might still be something useful to find.â
Just as this thought crossed her mind.
The crimson-robed elder, after a brief moment of self-mockery, slowly composed himself.
His gaze refocused on the mound.
As if he, too, had realized the issue, his eyes flashed with a hint of determination:
âTurn over the soil.â
âSearch it carefully this time!â
Several black-robed figures were about to continue excavating.
When suddenly, the crimson-robed elder seemed to sense something.
He sharply commanded: âWhoâs there?â
âShow yourself!â
His piercing gaze scanned the surroundings.
The air seemed to tremble.
A terrifying Nascent Soul-level aura radiated from his body, sweeping across the area.
Jiang Fanâs complexion changed dramatically.
In his mind, the alarmed cries of Wu Manyue and Ren Guhong echoed:
âItâs a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator!â
âThey sent someone powerful from the Nascent Soul Realm to oversee this!â
âWeâve been discovered! Retreat quickly!â
Against a Nascent Soul cultivator, the three of them, as mere disciples, had no chance of resistance.
The possibility of escaping alive was slim to none.
Jiang Fanâs heart trembled violently.
Even though he now possessed several impressive magical treasures, he still stood no chance against a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Just as he was about to retreat,
out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of something.
His pupils constricted as he exclaimed: âHe didnât discover us!â
Wu Manyue and Ren Guhong suppressed their fear.
Upon closer observation, they realized that the crimson-robed elder wasnât looking at them.
Instead, his sharp old eyes were fixed on the darkness in the distance.
The two followed his gaze.
Their pupils also contracted sharply.
In the darkness.
It seemed there was a mountain-sized shadow slowly rising from the ground.
Boomâ
It took a step.
The entire ground trembled.
A violent and savage aura swept through the air like a storm.
The crimson-robed elderâs expression grew stern as he barked in a deep voice: âQuick!â
âPack up the mound soil and take it away!â
âSomething powerful is lurking here!â
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes.
He recalled what Gong Caiyi had said: not long ago, the spirit beasts that fed on Earth Phoenix Grass Juice refused to come down.
Turns out, they had sensed something extremely dangerous lurking beneath.
Boomâ
The mountain-like giant took another step.
Once again, the earth trembled.
Jiang Fanâs heart began pounding like a drum in rhythm with its steps.
He had encountered Nascent Soul cultivators and Demon Emperors many times before.
He had even been chased by the Double-headed Hellhound.
But never had he felt such overwhelming pressure like he did now.
It was as if he had fallen into an abyssal ocean, suffocating and helpless.
As the shadow drew nearer,
his blood seemed to pump faster.
Goosebumps broke out across his skin.
A deep-seated fear began spreading uncontrollably in his heart.
He took a small step back.
And accidentally bumped into Wu Manyue.
Her soft body felt unusually stiff at this moment.
Clearly, she was utterly terrified by the intimidating aura as well.
âRetreat!â
âThis monstrous being isnât someone we can handle.â
âIt might not even be something the Divine Movement Sectâs Nascent Soul can handle.â
Boomâ
Boom boomâ
The shadow slowly moved closer.
A pair of massive, blood-colored eyes shone in the darkness, like two suspended blood moons.
Emitting an ominous crimson light!
A savage and ferocious ancient aura spread outward as well.
Bangâ
Finally.
The shadow arrived.
A black, giant claw lightly descended into the firelight.
The claw was as black as ink.
Under the dim firelight, it reflected a chilling, dark gleam.
Jiang Fan stared.
His pupils contracted into a single point!
Because, this giant clawâ
Was missing one finger!!!