Chapter 1510: Chapter 1608: Ghost Mountain Tombs

Without the need for the Millennium Corpse Ginseng to remind him, Fang Lin had already sensed the overwhelmingly dense corporeal qi around him, with ghostly winds howling by his ears. An ordinary person would probably be scared half to death here.

Fang Lin and the Millennium Corpse Ginseng were not here for the first time. They had visited years ago and had encountered many dangers at that time, as well as obtained great opportunities.

Returning here now, the dangers of this place seemed trivial to Fang Lin.

The Blood Lake had already dried up, and standing on the shore, one could see the withered and scorched trunk of an ancient magic tree underground, completely dead, devoid of any sign of life.

Beneath the Blood Lake, there were densely packed skeletons, all of whom were people who had ventured into Ghost Mountain Blood Lake in the past and ended up dying here, serving as nutrients for the ancient magic tree.

Unfortunately, this ancient magic tree had absorbed the vitality of so many people but ultimately failed to truly revive, and died at the hands of Jin Zhulong’s Clear Rainbow Sword.

Fang Lin vividly remembered that he had obtained his ancient spear from that tree. At that time, the spear was firmly nailed into the Demon Tree, and it was only after being stained with his own blood that he could wield it.

“Almost ten years have passed in a blink of an eye,” Fang Lin said. The last time he entered Ghost Mountain Blood Lake, he was not even twenty years old and had not yet left the Lower Three Kingdoms.

Counting now, ten years had passed, and the changes here were not big, but the corporeal qi had already spread from the top of Ghost Mountain.

“Let’s go straight to Ghost Mountain,” Fang Lin said, heading to Ghost Mountain with the Millennium Corpse Ginseng.

As they approached Ghost Mountain, the corporeal qi grew even more concentrated. Fang Lin released the Sacred Qi to shield himself from the erosion of the corporeal qi, while the Millennium Corpse Ginseng immersed itself in the joy of absorbing the corporeal qi, excitedly drawing it in as they walked.

On Ghost Mountain, chilling winds blew incessantly, and the eerie shrieks of ghosts raised goosebumps on one’s skin.

Corpses one after another approached Fang Lin and the Millennium Corpse Ginseng. These bodies were invaded by the corporeal qi and would attack any outsider who set foot outside of Ghost Mountain.

“Hahaha, come at me, all of you!” the Millennium Corpse Ginseng laughed heartily as it saw the corpses, its eyes aflame with green light. Laughing, it released its own power to absorb the accumulated corporeal qi within those bodies.

In an instant, the corpses fell in heaps, one after another, unable to get close to Fang Lin and the Millennium Corpse Ginseng.

However, the corporeal qi of this place was nearly inexhaustible. As long as the Corpse Emperor Pill remained here, the corporeal qi could continuously emerge, animating these bodies over and over again.

“It seems that there have been some changes here in the past ten years, and the Corpse Emperor Pill is likely to have elevated its grade on its own,” Fang Lin said.

Pills crafted by Pill Refiners, under certain exceedingly special circumstances, do not weaken over time; on the contrary, their medicinal properties can increase, reaching higher grades, and they may even develop sentience and become natural spiritual beings.

Such events have happened before. Fang Lin had once refined a batch of Pills, and, accidentally, three of them were lost. When he found them later, they had already developed intelligence and knew how to seek fortune and avoid disaster.

These sentient Pills were incredibly potent, and with a bit of guidance, could even cultivate and transform into human forms.

Of course, over the years, any Pill that developed intelligence was quickly consumed since they were considered the gems among all Pills. Who would foolishly not eat such a Pill and let it cultivate on its own? That would be absurd.

Fang Lin wasn’t sure if the Corpse Emperor Pill here had developed sentience, but in such a fiercely Yin place, it was quite plausible that the Corpse Emperor Pill had enhanced its grade by itself.

And once the Corpse Emperor Pill developed intelligence, that would complicate matters since intelligent Pills are not so easily located.

Fortunately, Fang Lin had brought along the Millennium Corpse Ginseng, which was extremely sensitive to corporeal qi. Relying on its instincts, it should not be too difficult to find the Corpse Emperor Pill.

Suddenly, a strong gust of Yin wind struck. Fang Lin’s eyes sharpened, and the Sacred Qi around him grew denser, resisting the Yin wind.

A white figure silently appeared before Fang Lin, arriving very suddenly.

“Finally showed up, huh?” Fang Lin was not in the slightest panic, slapping the Nine Palace Bag and releasing the Ancient Lamp of Flame God.

As soon as the flame of the ancient lamp appeared, the white figure, as if meeting its nemesis, screamed and retreated repeatedly.

Fang Lin also clearly saw the face of this white figure–it was, unsurprisingly, the white-clothed female who had appeared in Ghost Mountain before.

This white-clothed female was extremely beautiful, yet she was a corpse. However, because the Corpse Emperor Pill resided within her body, it caused her to be resurrected after death.

Of course, a mere Corpse Emperor Pill couldn’t possibly achieve true resurrection; it’s just that the pill controlled the woman, enabling her to move using corpse qi as the source of her power.

In the end, this white-clothed female was nothing but a moving corpse.

Fang Lin’s Heavenly Eye opened, and at a glance, he saw the pill near the woman in white’s heart–it was indeed the Corpse Emperor Pill.

But after this one look, Fang Lin’s brow immediately furrowed.

The Corpse Emperor Pill had indeed changed.

Seemingly sensing Fang Lin’s harmful intentions toward her, the white-clothed female did not attack again and directly drifted back, disappearing in a flash.

Fang Lin called out to the Millennium Corpse Ginseng and immediately pursued in the direction the white-clothed female retreated.

Having chased for not too long, a heavy mist loomed before him. Fang Lin again activated the Ancient Lamp of Flame God, dispersing the mist with its flames, and only then could he clearly see what lay before him.

What caught his eye was unexpectedly a graveyard.

Not one or two, but over a hundred graves, some were just small mounds, others had tombstones erected.

Fang Lin’s expression turned solemn; within Ghost Mountain there was such a graveyard, which came as a surprise to him, as he had not seen it on his last entry into Ghost Mountain.

“Wow, so many tombs, there wouldn’t be corpses popping out from them, right?” the Millennium Corpse Ginseng blurted out loudly.

Fang Lin glanced at it: “Stop talking nonsense.”

No sooner had he spoken than he saw a tomb just a few steps ahead of Fang Lin begin to move.

“Oh dear, Lord I has predicted it,” said the Millennium Corpse Ginseng, slightly embarrassed.

Fang Lin was helpless as the Millennium Corpse Ginseng really had the mouth of a crow–whatever it said would come true.

Just then, that grave without a tombstone suddenly exploded open, and an astonishing aura wafted out from the grave.

“Hmm?” Fang Lin narrowed his eyes, his alertness greatly heightened.

He saw a figure standing up from within the grave, staring straight at Fang Lin and the Millennium Corpse Ginseng.

“Ancient people!” Fang Lin recognized at once, the clothing on the body, despite being tattered, could vaguely be identified as that worn by ancient people–there was no such attire in the present day.

ps: First update, typing away