Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2240 - 2240 2230 The Disappearing Secret

2240: Chapter 2230: The Disappearing Secret 2240: Chapter 2230: The Disappearing Secret “It seems this is the cave where the Corpse King was before.”

Long Yan spoke at the Cave Entrance, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of zombie Corpses.

Unlike Bai Mu and Long Yan, zombies don’t have such a keen sense of smell, so for zombies, everywhere is the same.

The two of them slowly walked into the Corpse Cave.

The surrounding walls exuded a sinister feeling, and there was no light from candles, or anything of the sort.

Today, the whole Demon Mountain was sunny, but the area around Chaotic Burial Mound was perennially covered with dark clouds.

From afar, under the vast sky, only this piece of land was shrouded in dark clouds, looking uniquely eerie.

Long Yan conjured a flame in his hand, which instantly ignited the Fire Starter in Bai Mu’s hand.

Surprisingly, the inside of the Corpse Cave revealed a different world altogether; the space was unexpectedly large.

The two had been walking for about fifteen minutes and still hadn’t reached the end.

“What is this?”

As the path became narrower, there unexpectedly appeared a vacuum zone in the middle of the cave.

If Long Yan hadn’t heard the sound of wind, Bai Mu might have almost fallen off the path.

There seemed to be something in the huge pit, and with the aid of the firelight, both of them looked down together.

What was contained in this vast pit was actually all fresh blood.

The light just now was the reflection of the Fire Starter on the surface of the Blood Pool.

Both of them couldn’t help but gasp in shock; so many zombies would have needed to kill countless beings to accumulate such an amount of blood.

A few corpses were faintly floating in the Blood Pool, seemingly failed creations by the Corpse King, their faces corroded beyond recognition.

Long Yan clenched his fists tightly, the fresh blood here was all human, Long Yan didn’t know where the Corpse King had gotten these cultivators to kill, but the Blood Pool was filled with Spiritual Energy.

The Demon Race mostly cultivates their bodies, condensing Demon Air within their bodies to be summoned at any time.

The Human Clan is different, their cultivation techniques mostly condense within their blood, circulating around their bodies with the help of mantras, so Long Yan was certain that the vast Blood Pool was filled entirely with the fresh blood of Human Cultivators.

“However, it seems that the Corpse King was in a hurry when he retreated, even leaving behind the Blood Pool he painstakingly created.”

Bai Mu could tell that Long Yan’s expression was not good, but still voiced his thoughts.

Hearing Bai Mu’s words, Long Yan slightly nodded.

It definitely took more than ten days or a half month to accumulate the blood in this Blood Pool.

It seems that the Zombie Clan encountered some misfortune in the real world.

Whether it was because Long Yan had killed the Demon King or for some other reason, Long Yan didn’t know for sure.

However, if there comes a day when the Corpse King falls into Long Yan’s hands, Long Yan will undoubtedly kill it.

Casually releasing a golden Buddha’s Light, Long Yan destroyed the top of the Corpse Cave, burying the blood pool, which had condensed the blood of thousands of people, under the fallen rocks.

After doing all this, Long Yan took a moment to adjust his emotions.

Just when he realized that the blood here was all human, Long Yan almost couldn’t control his own body, a violent breath rose from his heart, and the Black Sun shone brightly.

It seems that Long Yan’s negative emotions could trigger the power of the Black Sun at any time.

Along the way, Long Yan and Bai Mu saw many such Blood Pools, but the subsequent Blood Pools were no longer human, including those of the Demon Race, Spirit Beasts, and Demonic Beasts, a variety of Blood Pools, totaling about five or six.

It seems that all these Blood Pools were the Corpse King’s breeding grounds for specialized zombies.

Even Long Yan grew numb seeing them, and a sense of doubt also rose in his heart.

With so many Blood Pools, would the Corpse King really choose to give them up?

By the time they passed through this final stretch, the two finally arrived at the Corpse King’s residence.

There was already light in the Corpse King’s room, but the Corpse King’s room was quite tidy, except for the much silt on the ground and dense black footprints leading to the center of the whole room: a coffin glimmering with a faint luminescence.

“This Corpse King is rather comical.”

Bai Mu surveyed his surroundings, initially expecting the Corpse King’s room to be in disarray, but it was similar to before, except footprints on the ground spoiled the ambience of the room.

“This coffin must have something odd about it.”

Long Yan lifted the coffin lid, only to find it empty inside, and nothing peculiar.

However, the coffin itself was emanating a faint coolness.

“This coffin is made of a material called Ancient Cold Jade.”

Bai Mu walked over to Long Yan’s side, believing that the silt on the floor was merely brought back by the Corpse King when he left the room, suggesting there was nothing hidden in the room.

This Ancient Cold Jade is also a treasure, but it’s useless for both the Demon Race and Human Clan.

However, it’s a coveted item among Zombies and Ghost Cultivators, as it nourishes the Soul and the continual cold it emits is especially nourishing for zombies.

Surprisingly, the Corpse King had such a large piece of it.

“How heavy can this thing be?”

Long Yan asked softly, placing his hand underneath the coffin, convinced there was something peculiar about it, yet unable to pinpoint what it was.

“Thin as a cicada’s wing.”

Bai Mu uttered these four words.

Despite the Ancient Cold Jade appearing heavy, it felt weightless in hand.

Long Yan used all his strength to try lifting the coffin, but to Long Yan’s surprise, the coffin remained immovable.

Shocked, Bai Mu walked over.

He was well aware of Long Yan’s strength and couldn’t comprehend why he was unable to lift this small coffin.

Long Yan’s face was expressionless, and the Martial God Array behind him emitted a strong burst of light, covering Long Yan’s arms with golden light, making his muscular arms even bulkier.

“Lift!”

Long Yan roared furiously, his body swelled, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi converged into his arms.

In an instant, Long Yan appeared like an ancient War God.

Even though Long Yan’s body resembled that of a War God and his hands gripped the bottom of the Jade Coffin, his arms bulging with veins.

Despite his immense strength, the entire Jade Coffin remained as immovable as a mountain.

Instead, strange Spell Texts emerged at the top of the Jade Coffin, catching Long Yan off-guard and sending him flying with a blast from the Curse Mark.

Long Yan’s body spun in the air before landing smoothly on the ground.

It seems he indeed found something unusual.

As for Bai Mu, his mouth was agape in disbelief.

That was Long Yan, boosted by the Martial God Array, yet he was thrown backward.

“It seems that the secret behind the disappearance of all these zombies lies within this Jade Coffin.”

Long Yan dissipated the Martial God Array, realizing The Prohibition was intentionally left here to prevent discovery of the secrets below.