Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

If I could acquire such a skill, I would be able to take another step forward on my path to becoming stronger.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Yutian also looked toward the clenched hands of the crystal corpse.

Tell him directly that there must be a special secret hidden in those clenched fists.

Wu Yutian's gaze also fell on the crystal corpse's tightly clenched fists.

His intuition told him that there must be some incredible treasure here.

While prying open the crystal corpse's fists, Wu Yutian was naturally very careful.

It should be noted that this evil god crystal corpse was, in her previous life, the first Ghost Mother of the Demon Kingdom, Nianxiong Heiyan, the woman who inherited the power of the Snake God most completely.

It can control the Dapu Ghost Insect and the Wolf King Demon Slave.

Although Wu Yutian has killed the wolf king demon slave who was currently entrenched in Karamir, the Dapu ghost worm is still inside the body of the evil god crystal corpse.

This Dapu Ghost Insect is the 'Naiqiong Divine Ice' that appeared in the original work.

soon.

Wu Yutian pried open the fist of the evil god crystal corpse.

He was clutching a blood-stained scroll, the material of which was unknown.

But he was just holding the scroll.

Wu Yutian had a strange feeling lingering in his heart.

Cold and lonely.

There was even hatred.

After Wu Yutian unfolded the scroll, he saw a bloodshot eyeball in the very center.

Next to it was a line of small black text.

"They're all dead, and I'm all alone now."

This single sentence evokes the image of a stunningly beautiful woman from ancient times, seemingly standing before this snowy landscape, before the afterglow of the setting sun, uttering a long sigh in sync with the sunset.

A blood-stained scripture in my palm.

A faint red mist began to emanate from the hazy surroundings, spreading outwards.

It quickly enveloped Wu Yutian.

During this process, Wu Yutian seemed to feel an extreme sorrow that came from the torrent of countless ages.

It carried an indescribable sorrow and hatred.

“I hate this country…” came a deep voice, a woman’s voice.

"Thousands upon thousands of girls like me had their eyes gouged out and died. They were filled into the walls. I'm terrified..."

Above the snowy glaciers, everything resembled crystal ice. A woman, dressed entirely in white like a lotus flower, stood quietly atop the snow-capped mountain, gazing down.

It was a country that was extremely prosperous.

Evil Luohai City.

"This is... the memories of the Demon Mother?" Gazing at the scattered ice crystals, the thick layer of ice covering the Dragon Peak Land, and the four enormous snow-capped peaks surrounding it.

Wu Yutian muttered to himself.

The enormous setting sun gradually faded, casting a veil of light over the city of Evil Luo Sea.

It brought a touch of peace and tranquility to this devilish city.

Chapter 125: A Fantasy Encounter: The Birth of the Ghost Mother!

Wu Yutian glanced around.

It seems that I am the only one who has entered this strange place.

"Is this a manifestation of reality or an illusion?"

Wu Yutian remembered that in the original novel, the Ghost Mother could materialize her memories into a huge Evil Luo Sea City.

The things inside can even actually exist.

This is what makes the "Boundless Demon Eye" so terrifying.

However, this evil god's crystal corpse is clearly blind. Logically speaking, even if its soul is as immortal as a snake god, it should be impossible for it to construct a 'behavioral transformation' space.

and--

What is her purpose?

Following the Dragon Peak Glacier, Wu Yutian quickly arrived inside the massive Evil Luo Hai City.

This northern city of demons was once the main city of the Demon Kingdom!

The city of Erohai was destroyed overnight.

Along with the entire population of Eroha City, all its subjects disappeared, becoming an unsolved mystery in history.

Because of this, the Demon Kingdom suffered a severe blow.

Later, under the combined forces led by the hero King Gesar and Guru Padmasambhava, this northern city of demons was finally and completely destroyed in the vast expanse of history.

But right now, this city of demons seems unusually peaceful.

The setting sun cast its golden rays upon this city of demons, bathing the rooftops in a golden glow, tinged with starlight, creating an indescribable tranquility.

The streets were bustling with people, and there were even vendors hawking their wares on the main street.

Just as Wu Yutian was wondering, someone suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

She said timidly, "Big brother, I'm so hungry, could you buy me a steamed bun?"

Turn around.

There was only a little girl.

She had simple pigtails, her face was dirty, and she wore a patched floral dress.

Her large, watery eyes were as bright as black gemstones.

Yet it is filled with timidity and fear, making it endearing.

Not only were her clothes tattered and torn.

Even the little shoes she was wearing had torn holes.

His toes were sticking out.

"Where did this little beggar come from? Get lost!" a very rude man shouted from the side.

Then he kicked the little girl in the back.

The little girl was not angry even when she was scolded.

But as if she had done something wrong, she lowered her head, tears welling in her eyes, and left feeling wronged.

"Don't go!" Wu Yutian wanted to help the little girl.

Extend your palm.

Everything before my eyes was like a flower in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water.

A ray of afterglow pierced through the darkness, causing a look of astonishment to appear on Wu Yutian's face.

Fantasy?

"How could this illusion appear before my eyes?"

"Could it be..."

A terrifying thought surfaced in Wu Yutian's mind.

Could this little girl be the childhood version of the first Ghost Mother, Nianxiong Heiyan?

Wu Yutian looked at the young woman.

Indeed, her features did resemble a miniature version of Ah Xiang.

In the history of the Demon Kingdom.

Legend has it that the Demon Kingdom's successive Demon Mothers are reincarnated generation after generation, endlessly.

Could it be?

A bold conjecture surfaced in Wu Yutian's mind.

Wu Yutian chased after him.

Soon, the little girl was found in a corner of the street.

"This is for you."

Beside the little girl, a boy, though also covered in dirt, had a resolute look on his face as he handed her a steaming hot bun.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes exuded a resolute air.

"Thank you, brother." The little girl took the steamed bun.

After taking a small bite, he gave the boy some instructions.