Wild Dogs

This cultivator fought fiercely here in order to obtain the opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, but ended up losing his life.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Then, he looked around and raised his eyebrows slightly. He noticed that many of the graves looked like they had been dug up.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but frown.

"Who could be so vicious as to dig up a grave after someone is already dead?"

Yang Fan shook his head and walked to the tomb, but when he saw the surroundings of the tomb, his brows furrowed again.

The reason was simple: the coffin inside the tomb had been exposed, and it was completely empty.

On either side of the coffin, near the mounds of earth, he could see a paw print and a handprint.

Seeing this, Yang Fan raised his eyebrows. He felt that the graves in this place did not look like they had been dug up by someone.

It looked as if something had crawled out from inside.

Yang Fan glanced at the coffin inside the main coffin. He could see that the four walls of the coffin were covered with yellow talismans, but these talismans were broken.

Upon seeing this, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

"Could it be that the corpse inside the coffin really crawled out?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but grin. After looking around, he discovered that several other tombs in the vicinity were in the same condition.

He went over and took a look, and saw all sorts of claw marks and traces.

This made his teeth ache.

This place is probably not just a resting place prepared by the various sects for these elders.

Yang Fan muttered to himself.

Just as he was about to continue his study, a hoarse voice came from behind.

"Good disciple, I never thought you would actually come out of there safe and sound."

Yang Fan hurriedly turned around and saw Xue Ming walking over, covered in wounds.

Yang Fan couldn't help but feel secretly relieved that he had hidden Zhou Peng and the Human King Banner in advance, otherwise he felt that he would have been exposed.

Yang Fan hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Xue Ming.

"Disciple greets Master, congratulations on slaying the powerful enemy."

Upon hearing this, Xue Ming snorted coldly.

"Congratulations? You probably just want me to die in there."

Yang Fan hurriedly shook his head repeatedly.

"How could that be? This disciple truly hopes that Master can return alive."

"Hey kid, stop putting on airs."

"Now I am the butcher and you are the fish on the chopping block. It is only natural that you are dissatisfied with me, and I will not blame you."

"Alright, did you encounter any danger along the way?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan hesitated for a moment before honestly telling the truth.

He raised his head.

"I didn't encounter any danger on the way, but I did encounter some cold things, so I had this puppet carry me and escape forward."

Hearing this, Xue Ming nodded.

"Yes, you've encountered a soul beast."

"I've taken care of quite a few along the way."

As he spoke, he shook his head, clearly looking somewhat tired.

Although he killed these soul beasts, it also cost him a lot of energy.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but have an idea.

If we seize the opportunity, we might be able to use this rare chance to eliminate Xue Ming.

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Yang Fan immediately suppressed it.

He is currently only at the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage, and there is no way he can contend with Xue Ming.

Even though Xue Ming had just encountered a soul beast, it was still something he couldn't withstand.

Seeing that Yang Fan was behaving himself, Xue Ming nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, here you go."

Then Xue Ming tossed something downwards, and Yang Fan caught it, only to find it was a storage bag.

Upon opening it, they discovered a large pile of spirit stones inside.

Yang Fan raised his head.

"This is?"

"Is there even a question? Of course, he killed three people."

"But don't even think about their treasures."

"Your strength is too low now. Giving you treasures would be like a baby carrying treasures through the market; it would only bring trouble upon yourself."

"If you work obediently for me now, you'll naturally reap the rewards."

"Yes, Master, rest assured, your disciple will definitely follow you obediently."

Yang Fan hurriedly flattered him, assuring him of his absolute loyalty.

Xue Ming didn't believe Yang Fan's assurances.

He looked around and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be this place."

"Since we're already here, we might as well not miss out."

Then Xue Ming stretched his limbs and walked towards one of the seals.

"What is Master doing?"

Yang Fan hurriedly asked.

Upon hearing this, Xue Ming didn't look at him, but walked to a seal on his own.

Then he ripped the sealed tombstone off and threw it aside.

"Kid, you don't know there's something good in here."

"Good stuff? Aren't these all buried corpses?"

"Hey, what do you know?"

"These corpses were specially treated when they were buried; they were used to create corpse puppets and to nurture beasts."

"I don't know how well this thing is doing now."

As Xue Ming muttered to himself, he frantically dug open the grave.

After a while, as the soil was pushed aside, a vermilion coffin appeared there.

"A red coffin?"

Yang Fan raised an eyebrow.

"Where can you find red coffins for burying the dead? Only black coffins are proper."

"It's not that there aren't red coffins here, but all these people died unjustly here, how could they possibly be in red coffins?"

Just as Yang Fan was pondering, Xue Ming walked up to the coffin and slammed it down heavily.

"Old man, we've finally arrived. I wonder how things are going?"

He then gave the coffin a hard shake, and the lid was immediately ripped off, revealing the contents inside.

Yang Fan peeked inside.

Immediately afterwards, his expression changed.

A lifelike corpse lay inside the coffin.

The body looked as if it had just been buried.

Although the bloodstains on his body had long since dried and turned black, the entire corpse was intact.

What truly terrified Yang Fan was that the corpse's abdomen was bulging high, as if a fetus was moving inside, or as if there was something else inside.

Just as Yang Fan was wondering, the belly suddenly moved.

"What happened? They're all dead inside, so where did this fetus come from?"

More importantly, when Yang Fan looked around, he saw that it was a male corpse.

How could there be a fetus inside a male corpse?

Xue Ming walked over to the belly and gently patted it.

"Old friend, are you doing well in there?"

Upon hearing this, a shrill voice came from inside.

"Hey, old man, if you're so tough, why don't you lie down here and give it a try?"

"How could I possibly feel good? This place is full of yin energy and dampness, and I've been stuck here in darkness for over a hundred years. It's not going to be that easy."

"Hey, don't blame me. It's your cultivation method that only allows you to survive in this way."