Starting with the consumables of the Demonic Sect, one can barely achieve immortality.

Ignoring the bewildered expressions of the two people behind him, Yan Cheng stared at the blank stele in front of him, his eyes flashing with a faint purple light:

There was nothing unusual about the monument.

The problem isn't the stone tablet itself, but the meaning behind its placement here.

His gaze swept over the countless stone coffins and sea of ​​corpses behind the monument.

With a clear view through the silver mirror, one could see that invisible dark runes were emerging on the surface of the earth, just like the restrictive runes seen in the Corpse Raising Institute!

"However, the level of these runes is even higher than that of the runes in the Corpse-Raising Asylum."

Even if a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator were to arrive, it wouldn't necessarily be able to break through it...

In other words, Huang Tong can't get in.

He wiped away the blood and tears from the corner of his eyes with his sleeve, his gaze instantly turning icy cold:

"If she can't even get in, what's the point of talking about Foundation Establishment?"

"Are we expecting the corpse cultivators sent in to take the treasures, just like we did back at the Corpse-Raising Asylum?"

Ultimately, the reason why Tiantong obediently offered up the Yinling Coffin was because Huang Tong personally went to the Corpse-Raising Institute.

The reason she was able to go there in person was because Zhong Tianying broke the restriction above the Corpse-Raising Institute for her.

Only Foundation Establishment level cultivators can break the restrictions imposed on them!

Yan Cheng knew he didn't know the limits of these Foundation Establishment cultivators' abilities; what he thought they couldn't do, they might actually be able to do.

After all, back then, didn't Zhong Tianying and Wang Qing go to the morgue while still alive?

There must be a way to bypass the restrictions in the palace. Huang Tong's return is very likely to be in preparation for this!

His face was as cold as ice, and his silence spread in all directions for a moment.

After a while, Pei Yi timidly said:

"If you don't mind, senior brother, I can search her body."

"Whatever treasures we get, it will naturally be our senior brother who gets to choose first. We'll be very satisfied if we can share some of the benefits."

For cultivators of the Immortal Sect, licking someone's bag is less of a virtue and more of a matter of common sense, like eating and drinking.

If Yan Cheng hadn't clearly shown so much hesitation, she would have spoken much sooner.

She had initially thought Yan Cheng would be angry, but to her surprise, the latter's level of cultivation as a Celestial was even higher than she had anticipated. Upon hearing this, he simply waved his hand and said:

"I'll do it."

"She has passed away, so making good use of the things she left behind is a way of respecting the deceased."

Pei Yi was slightly taken aback, while Deng Jian smiled knowingly.

This is what a person who can make a name for themselves in the Hall of Longevity should look like!

But it would have been better if they hadn't searched her. After the search, Yan Cheng's expression was a hundred times colder than it had been a quarter of an hour earlier.

He hadn't expected the weaver to have any treasures, but the person who made the move was far more ruthless than he had anticipated, even taking away the protective object from the female cultivator's second-stage Qi Palace!

Looking at the two bloody holes beneath his robe, Yan Cheng murmured:

"What a despicable, inhuman creature."

Needless to say, the magic runes of the Hidden Mist Concealing Yuan Technique engraved on the back of the silk weaver girl had long been peeled off along with her human skin!

The two men behind him looked at each other. Then, Yan Cheng flicked his long sleeves and threw the long sword that had pinned the silk weaver to the monument into Deng Jian's hand.

"The standard-issue sword used in the palace isn't anything special, so let's just make do with it for now."

"If you ever encounter Huang Tong making a move against you, make sure she gets a sword wound before you're turned into a corpse puppet."

Deng Jian stared silently at the unremarkable longsword in his hand, then suddenly said:

"I've never heard of Senior Sister Huang using a sword."

Yan Cheng suddenly turned around and stared at him.

Seemingly determined to stand on the same side as Yan Cheng, this swordsman spoke without any restraint:

"Although the female cultivator's injuries were severe, she didn't bleed much, which means she was injured after she died."

"What was truly fatal was this piercing sword strike; its ruthlessness and decisiveness were beyond my reach."

He slowly raised the sword horizontally and focused his gaze on it:

"To my knowledge, there is only one person in the palace with such swordsmanship skills."

"But...this person shouldn't have been here at all!"

……

On the fourth floor of the Hall of Longevity, in the office of law enforcement.

"I'm very curious, how exactly did you manage to do that back then?"

The celestial child's gaze, passing over the [Soul-Observing and Fate-Seeing Treasure Basin] in the center of the room, fell upon the serene saintess who sat cross-legged:

"Shouldn't the sea of ​​mist outside the Moon-Hidden Palace only be open to the Weaver Girl's gate, which contains the ever-changing mist?"

"Although you were one of the earliest female corpse raisers, you shouldn't have any mist on your body."

The young man, draped in a cloak and exuding an air of refined elegance, had piercing eyes.

"Even if that silk weaver had already knocked on the door, it would still be extremely difficult for you, sir, to find the right path in the fog."

"Not to mention, in the sea of ​​mist, we killed that female cultivator who could transform into mist at will."

The saint's lips moved slightly:

"I never expected such a low-level question to come from you, Tendo."

The child, who was repaid with the same treatment, smiled slightly and was not annoyed.

The saintess said:

"You... do you really think Huang Tong's cultivation in the Netherworld is so high that he can create his own new methods?"

"It's just parroting what others have said."

"However, the object of her reference was not the corpse-raising woman inheritance of the Heavenly Corpse Path, but the earliest batch of corpse-raising women who came from an even more ancient era and were born with an unpredictable mist."

"That was a product that existed even before the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is now difficult to trace back which lineage created these corpse-raising women. We can only infer their cultivation path from clues."

[Upper Yin]

The Holy Maiden did not utter those two words to test Tian Tong, for she herself knew very little about it, and she did not expect Tian Tong to know anything about it.

All she knew was that the "Heaven" in the Daoist title of the corpse cultivator before her came from the Heavenly Corpse, which ancient cultivators called the best vessel for possession.

As for the term "Heavenly Corpse," according to Master, it comes from a cultivation technique whose origins are unknown to most people today.

"The Chapter on the Corpse Path of the Upper Yin Heaven".

The Holy Maiden, after all, had never truly cultivated the path of the Netherworld; she could only make judgments based on her limited cultivation and information.

"The Upper Yin Path is said to be the origin of cold Qi."

"Since the Daoist theory of the Heavenly Corpse Path believes that cold Qi is related to the Netherworld, then the Upper Yin Path may also be connected to the Netherworld..."

"At least, that was true in the era when the lineage of ancient cultivators was not yet broken."

But then Tiantong asked:

"Does Your Excellency mean that the Moon-Sheltering Palace is a match for the first-generation corpse-raising woman who possesses mist simply because it predates the Heavenly Corpse Path?"

The saint shook her head:

"It's still a typical downward revision perspective."

"The first generation of corpse-raising women when Biyue Palace existed, and the fourth generation of corpse-raising women that Huang Tong haphazardly created, both had unpredictable mist in their bodies."

"The second generation cultivated by the Heavenly Corpse Path, and the third generation raised in the palace, which is me... are not covered in mist."

"Do you know why, even though later generations had the means to make corpse-raising women contain mist, they didn't make all corpse-raising women possess mist?"

Tian Tong's eyes lit up:

"Because only one key is needed to open the door?"

Saintess Man slowly opened her palm, revealing a bloody, golden fragment.

Fragments of materials left over from the crafting of the [Whispering Bell]!