Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 411 Traces Left Long Ago

Lin Jiang could feel a distinct sense of oppression coming from him.

At that moment, not only him, but also King Qi and Yu Wenyun tensed up.

This seemingly broken stone statue exudes a pressure that is no less than that of a top expert of the same realm!
Lin Jiang looked around under pressure and found that there were twelve such statues in total.

If these things were to attack simultaneously, even their small team would probably have no choice but to retreat in haste.

Lin Jiang's muscles bulged, and he secretly clenched several Wuzizai talismans in his hand—waiting for a sudden change in the situation to throw them out immediately.

He then felt several scrutinizing gazes sweep over him.

The little golden figure inside the body actually waved slightly towards the statue.

A moment later, all the stone statues closed their eyes.

"license."

The cold voice echoed in the empty hall.

Immediately, all the statues fell into a deathly silence.

Seeing the bizarre crisis vanish silently, even though he didn't have that function, King Qi couldn't help but raise his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Damn it, no wonder it's a sacred mountain. Even a few broken statues are so intimidating. Just now, I really thought I was about to be beaten up by several things that got up."

"Even in such dire condition, they still possess such high levels of cultivation." Yu Wenyun couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. "I wonder how those who ascended the Immortal Mountain back then managed to get up here."

Lin Jiang remained silent for a moment after hearing what they said:

"Since these things are so powerful, who exactly was able to beat them all to this state?"

The two, who had been feeling lingering fear, fell silent.

If these twelve large stone sculptures were to actually fight, their terrifying power would be so overwhelming that it would be hard to breathe. Even if Zhao Liulang and the Imperial Preceptor were here, they would definitely be forced to retreat.

Not to mention their heyday.

It's unimaginable what happened deep within this sacred mountain that such a powerful being could be beaten into such a miserable state.

The staircase continued upwards, and soon everyone could see its end.

There, a statue also stands quietly.

Its posture differs significantly from the damaged human figures on either side; it is a structure formed by the twisting of numerous bizarre lines. A triangular notch is embedded in the center of the statue.

That seemed to be their destination.

The stairs gradually became gentler, and by the time the carriage arrived in front of the statue, it had completely transformed into a flat platform.

Lin Jiang got off the carriage and looked towards the triangular gate in the distance.

In his focused gaze, he seemed to vaguely see a door, behind which appeared to be some dark figures.

Lin Jiang frowned, waved his hand to tell Prince Qi and Yu Wenyun to wait where they were, and walked at the front, cautiously feeling his way forward.

The closer Lin Jiang got to the gate, the clearer his vision became.

he saw...

Some trees.

I saw some huge things hanging from the trees.

Finally, he saw clearly.

Two rows of trees were planted on either side of the triangular gate behind it.

Hanging on the trees
It's a coffin.

Upon witnessing this scene, Lin Jiang couldn't help but frown.

He got off the carriage and walked quickly to the big trees. Looking at the coffin that was suspended from the trees with red rope, he felt that this place was very similar to the giant tree in the palace he had seen inside, but its scale was obviously much smaller.

His tree was enormous, big enough to hold more than a dozen coffins, while the tree in front of him was only two people tall, with only one coffin hanging alone in mid-air.

However, the corridor inside the building is lined with a long row of trees: all the trees are almost the same height, and each coffin is suspended in a specific position, making the whole thing look like a copy and paste.

What exactly is this place for?

King Qi walked to one of the coffins, stared at it for a moment, and then, realizing he couldn't see it, simply stuck his head inside.

To Lin Jiang's astonishment, King Qi suddenly pulled out his head and yelled loudly on the spot:

"Oh my god, what's that in the coffin?"

"What is it?" Lin Jiang's attention was piqued by his startled expression, and he couldn't help but ask.

"It's a bit strange, and I can't explain it to you in detail right now." King Qi couldn't help but scratch his two braids: "Why don't you stick your head into the coffin and take a look?"

Lin Jiang opened his mouth, looking speechless.

After a long while, he rubbed his forehead:

"I'm not a soul, where am I supposed to put my head inside..."

After saying this, Lin Jiang suddenly paused for a moment.

He couldn't possibly stick his head inside, but logically speaking, the giant tree in front of him should be somewhat similar to the one in his palace.

Lin Jiang could see through coffins inside the palace, so perhaps he can do the same here.

Following his heart's desire, Lin Jiang pondered for a moment and decided to give it a try.

He tried to circulate his internal energy silently according to his familiar senses, and found that his ability to see into the distance was gradually becoming blurred, but he could see things closer to him more and more clearly.

He held his breath and stared intently at the coffin in front of him.

A moment later, the coffin lid began to gradually become transparent in front of Lin Jiang's eyes.

At this moment, Lin Jiang finally saw what was inside the coffin.

That is……

A strangely shaped humanoid figure.

The entire humanoid figure was distorted, and in addition to its limbs, many other objects were embedded in its body.

It resembles both ore and flesh and blood.

The human figure inside the coffin still had a slightly darkened human face, with empty eyes staring out.

"Hiss." Lin Jiang gasped for a rare moment when he saw the human figure in the coffin.

That image was indeed bizarre. No wonder King Qi couldn't describe it in words.

"You saw it?" King Qi asked, somewhat puzzled. "I didn't see you stick your head in there."

Lin Jiang: "...Not all methods of seeing through things require you to stick your head behind the thing yourself."

King Qi began scratching his head.

Lin Jiang had no time for idle chatter with the King of Qi; he immediately looked down at the coffin.

Besides this case of human-mineral integration, Lin Jiang also discovered many other unique things.

Some of the people in the coffins were covered with holes, while others had several eyes. Most of their bodies were twisted and lifeless.

The more Lin Jiang observed these people, the stronger his premonition became.

He began to have some guesses, which seemed to match what he had discussed with the Taoist Seeking Truth.

Finally, they reached the end of the corridor, where a huge hall came into view. The hall was interconnected, leading to many other passageways, and in the center were stone objects made of various types of furniture.

The cut surfaces of these stone artifacts still bear traces of a light metallic color.

Everything was neatly arranged, as if someone had once lived here.

In the very center of the hall, there stands a tree.

This tree looks exactly like the one in Linjiang.

Lin Jiang examined it carefully, even noting that the number of coffins hanging above was exactly the same.

He suddenly felt a sense of tension, as if a thick history book was laid out before him, and with just a touch of his fingertips, the past years would surge into his mind.

Lin Jiang took a deep breath and focused his gaze on the trees in front of him.

next moment,
A thin mist quietly spread around him.

Strands of information flowed upstream along the tree trunk.

Lin Jiang's thoughts suddenly shifted.
It's as if time has flown by.

While King Qi was still checking his surroundings for anything unusual, he suddenly became alert and turned to look at Lin Jiang.

Seeing that the mist had already enveloped Lin Jiang, King Qi couldn't help but frown slightly.

"What's going on with this kid?"

"I don't know," Yu Wenyun replied truthfully. "Young Master's sudden enlightenment seems to be a state of sudden realization."

"This kid is really strange." King Qi muttered. "Old Yu, would you like to come with me to investigate the surrounding area?"
"Fine, I'll stay here and guard the young master."

"You're such a rigid person."

King Qi rolled his eyes, completely ignoring the other party, and decided to search the vicinity himself.

He took two steps deeper into the area, then suddenly seemed to sense something and looked up alertly ahead.

Before me lay a deep, dark corridor.

There seemed to be something watching him.

……

Lin Jiang slowly opened his eyes.

A few noises came from my ears.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he was in a banquet.

The surrounding area was filled with people dressed in strange clothes.

These people's clothing was quite similar to that of the Great Popular System, all wearing long-sleeved gowns, resembling the Tang Dynasty clothing of Lin Jiang's previous life, but with its own unique details—the cut was more fitted, and the fabric was noticeably softer and more comfortable.

The clothes were adorned with relatively simple patterns, giving off an overall avant-garde feel that Lin Jiang had never seen before.

Before him stood the large tree from which many coffins were hung.

Lin Jiang scanned the crowd, who were scattered throughout the hall: some were enjoying tea and snacks around a table, sipping drinks that resembled alcohol; others were playing chess and cards around a small table, and Lin Jiang even caught a glimpse of a few exquisitely carved chess pieces.

He confirmed his own state and realized that he was not attached to a person, but merely a perspective of observation, just as he had been attached to someone else's coffin.

This time, it seems he possessed not someone here, but this tree.

Therefore, the people around him ignored him.

Concentrating his mind, Lin Jiang listened carefully to the words around him, only to find them obscure and difficult to understand.

He frowned slightly, then simply rode the mist toward the person dozing on the bench and darted inside.

A moment later, the man opened his eyes groggily, and touched his body with a slightly puzzled look, as if he felt something was amiss.

Hidden within, Lin Jiang attached his senses to the other party's hearing.

The surrounding noise began to arrange itself in an orderly fashion at this moment.

Lin Jiang gradually became able to understand those sounds.

How was your study today?

"If things aren't going well and you're in a bad mood, why don't you play a couple of rounds with me first?"

"The Lanke people have brought us local fruits."

"The taste is alright, let's put it in the double-strength plant."

Many words flooded into Lin Jiang's mind. Just as Lin Jiang was about to use this person's hearing to carefully distinguish the conversation, a woman walked over from not far away.

She held several stacks of objects that resembled jade scrolls in her arms, which were definitely not ordinary paper books.

But that's not the point.

The key is that Lin Jiang recognizes the woman's face.

He had only seen this person's face a short time ago.

Chang Li!

According to centrifugal light,

This is exactly Li Jinyue's appearance!

Is Li Jinyue a celestial being?!
(End of this chapter)