Chapter 961 - 453: Stealing the Elixir and Seizing the Corpse, Duqing’s Affair Concluded (8k8)_2

On usual days, this space below the cliffs would be filled with the wailing of ghosts and wolves, with the thick Yin Evil Qi rolling at the bottom.

But at this moment, the eerie Corpse Qi was all pierced by that vibrant magical glow, the shimmering rays reaching the clouds, making this Demon Path forbidden place seem like a celestial realm.

"Big Brother, look down there."

Qin Jiaming peeked out half of his little head, pointing to the bottom of the cliff,

"Jiaming smells... such a fragrant aroma, all of which is the scent of Jiaming’s blood!"

Chen Ye looked down along the cliff.

The cliff was very deep, filled with swirling mystical energy.

But with his late-stage Foundation Establishment vision, he vaguely saw a dazzling earth fire burning brightly deep within.

Amidst it, a massive tripod furnace, as high as a third-floor building, engraved with images of thousands of evil spirits devouring people, was trembling.

This is a Third-Tier Pill Furnace!

Chen Ye’s heart surged with excitement.

Perhaps,

to him, a single precious pill doesn’t even count as the greatest gain.

If he could take this furnace away, and with Chen Ye’s alchemy skills, the future assistance to his cultivation would be immeasurable!

And on the cliff above the furnace,

there was a cold spring surrounded by seven ice coffins.

Chen Ye’s gaze froze: "Brother Bai’s body must be inside this ice coffin."

"Hmm, besides Brother Bai, the other six could barely be counted as big figures too!"

Qin Jiaming nodded, pointing distantly at the ice coffins.

Chen Ye narrowed his eyes, vaguely sensing something was off about those ice coffins.

But the distance was too great, and even with his extraordinary sight, it was difficult to see clearly.

Besides, now was not the time for scrutiny.

"This cliff, both above and below, is filled with deadly grand arrays."

Chen Ye’s gaze swept across the cliff face where faint array patterns shimmered, then glanced at the sky above shrouded by Wuyang Palace’s formations.

This Soul-Locking Abyss is truly a place with no escape.

Above, it connects with Wuyang Palace’s killing magical treasures, and the cliff itself is covered by the Tuoba Family’s deadly grand arrays, no wonder there’s no cultivator guarding the perimeter.

"With Jiaming here, what’s Big Brother worrying about?"

Qin Jiaming confidently placed her hands on her hips,

"In my previous life... if you can call it that, I left some backdoors, and it’s exactly the token of the Tuoba Family, plus this token comes from the Tuoba Family ancestors, who were the creators of this array. As for Wuyang Palace’s array, it’s even less of a problem for Jiaming."

The girl fished out a palm-sized token from the Storage Ring; on the token was carved a lifelike three-eyed crow, its aura ancient, sharing the same origin as the array.

Chen Ye was astonished.

If Qin Jiaming was not lying to him, this token is likely an ancestral token from the Songyang Era, with a history spanning over a thousand years.

"Let’s go!"

Qin Jiaming casually tossed the pitch-black token into the air.

The token immediately floated above the cliff, emitting circles of ripples.

The arrays surrounding the cliff, upon touching these ripples, melted away like snow, opening up a path.

"Big Brother, be careful later. Below the cliff, there are sure to be the Walking Dead left by Tuoba Zhenshi."

Qin Jiaming glanced at the bottomless abyss below and simply flew into Chen Ye’s arms, wrapping her arms around his neck, smiling,

"That’s the reason Jiaming had to bring Big Brother along. Those Walking Dead have tough skins and no brains; Jiaming’s current physique can’t defeat them."

Chen Ye embraced the girl’s slender, soft waist, and they descended into the abyss through the gap in the array.

The howling Yin wind brushed past their ears.

He casually probed:

"Where is that elder who always follows the Divine Son? If she secretly assists, wouldn’t a few Walking Dead be no challenge and wouldn’t require the Divine Son to take such risks?"

"Hmph, you mean her, Big Brother?"

Qin Jiaming, pressed against Chen Ye’s chest, pouted disdainfully,

"This furnace treasure pill originally had a share belonging to her! Her old bones have lasted so many years, her lifespan’s almost at an end, and she’s long been drooling over these pills. If we let her follow, would she allow us to take all nine treasure pills?"

Chen Ye realized.

Indeed, that is quite reasonable.

The old woman is also a significant figure of the Emotion Crossing Sect, and if the pills are completed, she will surely have a share.

And Qin Jiaming’s attitude is quite clear, unwilling to share the pills with anyone except....

However, if that old woman is truly loyal, Qin Jiaming doesn’t give, she logically wouldn’t forcefully take them either?

"Where is that old lady now?" Chen Ye pressed on.

"Naturally, watching from the sky."

Qin Jiaming stretched out her slender finger, pointing upwards to the sky obscured by Wuyang Palace’s formations, urging,

"The Li Family’s serious this time. Although that old lady protects me, Wuyang Palace is also her old nest. She’s definitely hiding in the dark now, watching the battle closely to ensure Wuyang Palace doesn’t really face annihilation. However, once those old folks in the sky finish their sparring and reach a sharing agreement, she’ll come back for Jiaming at the first opportunity and lock Jiaming back in the cage. So, Big Brother, we need to move quickly! If that old lady catches us, she might literally carve out Big Brother’s heart and liver to toast with wine."

While they spoke, they had penetrated layer upon layer of miasma and lightly landed at the bottom of the cliff.

A hundred steps ahead, there was the massive Third-Tier bronze tripod furnace spewing vibrant mystical energy.

Chen Ye’s gaze turned towards the seven aligned ice coffins behind the furnace.

From above, the distance was too great, and he only sensed something off about the aura of those ice coffins.

Now stepping onto the abyssal bottom, approaching within a hundred steps, Chen Ye’s powerful Divine Sense quietly scanned, his pupils slightly shrinking.