Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 53: Mountain Top
The dark underground space was silent, surrounded by collapsed graves, and above the dome were deep, dark cave passages, making every place seem eerie.

Qi Zhe looked down at the ground from above his head again, stared for a moment, and finally couldn't help but walk towards a grave, waving his hand to scoop up a large patch of soil.

He lifted the collapsed tomb and saw that there was no coffin under the soil, only some decaying soil. The decaying soil was congealed together and could vaguely form a human-shaped mark.

The sight before him stunned Qi Zhe. After a moment, he sighed, "It looks like they were in a rush; they didn't even prepare a coffin."

Nangong Xin clutched his stomach and walked to Qi Zhe's side. He looked down at the marks on the ground, but the brown, rotten soil suddenly caught his attention.

After staring for a moment, Nangong Xin suddenly said, "No, there used to be a yellow clay coffin here, but I don't know why it rotted."

He had heard that among the many materials used to cast coffins, there was a type of yellow clay that was highly favored by those with great supernatural powers. Ancient sages used their great magical abilities to cast a yellow clay coffin that could remain buried underground for hundreds of thousands of years without being destroyed.

The rotting soil here is peculiar. Although it is rotten, Nangong Xin can still identify it as a type of loess, which has turned brown due to the stains of blood.

Besides clay coffins, stone coffins can also hold the bodies of powerful beings, but the materials used are much harder to find than clay.

"Yellow mud coffin"

Qi Zhe was taken aback upon hearing this. He did know the legend of the yellow mud coffin, after all, in the world of Shrouding the Heavens, the yellow mud coffin could be used to bury ancient emperors and to allow sages to place their hopes for liberation.

It can be said that none of those buried in yellow mud coffins were ordinary people; at the very least, they had to be kings to have yellow mud as their coffin.

"The coffin and the corpse rotted together, there must be something wrong!" Qi Zhe said with a puzzled expression.

Qi Zhe guessed that an accident must have happened in this tomb, causing the remains to rot along with the coffins; otherwise, those coffins might have been preserved until now.

Nangong Xin said with a strange expression, "I suspect this tomb might have contained the Yaksha King, otherwise these holes in the ceiling are inexplicable."

This is the Sacred Body Ancient Tomb, where not only the Great Accomplished Sacred Body is buried, but also his former friends and comrades-in-arms, who were probably all people with immeasurable supernatural powers in life.

Once such a corpse becomes evil, its corpse energy will inevitably give rise to a terrifying evil creature, a Yaksha King that even the tombs of ordinary sages and virtuous men might not be able to produce.

This place may have once been a lair of Yakshas, ​​with those evil creatures digging out large holes. It's a pity that even the Yakshas are gone now, which is really strange.

Qi Zhe shook his head upon hearing this. He had already imagined the past and guessed that it must have been the Holy Body that took away the creation that cut down all the evil beings.

The Holy Body lineage has produced nine generations of invincible figures, one after another. Perhaps the owner of this tomb had not been dead for long when that person had already achieved great success and arrived here to find that something had changed in the tomb.

He lamented that his predecessors, who had fought their entire lives, could not rest in peace after their deaths. Their old bones had all undergone unexpected changes, raising a nest of evil creatures. In a fit of rage, he wiped out the place, turning the nest of demons into ashes.

"The saying 'an unlucky old age' is no joke," Qi Zhe sighed.

Nangong Xin felt a chill run down his spine after hearing Qi Zhe's words. He looked at Qi Zhe and asked, "Let's go. It's creepy here; things might get complicated if we delay."

Qi Zhe nodded slightly upon hearing this, no longer paying attention to the graves scattered everywhere, and pointed to the many caves overhead, saying, "If these caves were really dug by the Yaksha, then they must be interconnected, and there might be a way out!"

The tomb was originally sealed underground. If it weren't for these caves that made it virtually impossible to leave, and the eerie atmosphere making it unsuitable for lingering, Qi Zhe would have been planning to explore the caves to see if he could escape. "Let's go." Without hesitation, Qi Zhe grabbed Nangong Xin and flew into one of the caves.

Upon entering the cave, one finds a long, dark passageway leading to an unknown destination. The stone walls of the passageway bear traces of ancient carvings, which, upon closer inspection, are not the work of an axe.

"It was indeed the work of a Yaksha; they dug it open with their claws!" Nangong Xin said confidently, showing that he had some understanding of Yakshas.

Qi Zhe frowned slightly as he looked at the marks, and couldn't help but say, "This Yaksha is huge."

The underground passage was at least ten feet wide, and the claw marks left on the stone wall were also very large. Qi Zhe looked at it and felt that the yaksha who dug the hole must have been quite big, but his cultivation level was probably not that high. He was probably not the Yaksha King.

This also made things easier for Qi Zhe, who flew rapidly through the tunnel, feeling himself constantly climbing upwards, with the mountain peak likely right above him.

Shortly after, Qi Zhe suddenly sensed a ray of light in the passageway and looked up to see a tiny point of light appearing above him.

This sight startled Qi Zhe, who then exclaimed excitedly, "I knew it! These Yakshas dug countless tunnels, and some of them must lead to the mountaintop!"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Xin suddenly looked up and excitedly exclaimed at the point of light: "At the summit of the sacred mountain, those yakshas might have flown out back then!"

At that moment, Qi Zhe's body shone with divine light, and a long divine rainbow suddenly flew out from the cave and landed on a high mountain in the vast ocean.

The mountain peak pierced the azure sky, surrounded by a vast golden ocean. Even towering waves could only crash against the mountainside, making it far higher than Qi Zhe had imagined.

"This is the only place in this sea where you can stand!" Qi Zhe exclaimed in realization, then turned to look at his feet.

The mountaintop beneath his feet resembled a platform, seemingly leveled by someone. In the center was the cave the two had just emerged from. From above, it was utterly dark, with no bottom in sight.

Meanwhile, some flowers and plants were growing on the mountaintop. Qi Zhe couldn't help but exclaim in surprise after just a quick glance: "Holy crap!"

In a corner of the mountaintop, a slightly yellowed vine lay on the ground, with seven or eight golden branches. On the branches grew crystal-clear leaves, each shimmering with iridescent light, as if cast from glass.

Nangong Xin looked in the direction of the sound, and after seeing clearly, his eyes widened in disbelief. He imitated Qi Zhe's strange cry and exclaimed, "Holy crap, am I seeing things?!"

Qi Zhe's expression brightened, and he arrived in front of the vines with a 'whoosh'. He couldn't help but say, "Although I've never seen one before, it's definitely an extraordinary medicinal herb. This fragrance indicates it's at least tens of thousands of years old!"

Although there are some flowers and plants on the mountaintop, only this one precious medicinal herb grows there, and even just one of them is already a great blessing.

Nangong Xin was stunned. He recognized what kind of precious medicine it was, but he still exclaimed in surprise, "In all my years, I've never seen a precious medicine that's ten thousand years old, let alone one that's over ten thousand years old!"

But Qi Zhe ignored him, realizing that this was an old vine that had accumulated medicinal power for hundreds of thousands of years. The branches and leaves were just decorations; only this old vine was the main medicine.

"It's a pity there's no fruit; once it's eaten, that's it."

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