Wild Dogs

Yang Fan looked at Zhou Peng helplessly and couldn't help but sneer.

"Isn't that obvious? Of course I know there's something hidden inside the statue, but can you explain exactly what it is?"

Zhou Peng was speechless for a moment and shook his head gently.

"I really don't know."

Yang Fan carefully examined the statue but found nothing amiss.

He slowly walked behind the statue; there were no particularly unusual objects around him.

After examining the statue from both sides, Yang Fan was filled with doubts.

"This is really strange. The statue doesn't have a strong yin aura. Could it be that the yin aura came from somewhere else?"

Yang Fan looked down at the ground and could sense that the yin energy was coming from underground.

He couldn't figure out why the yin energy was surging out, and wondered if there might be a yin vein underground.

Yin meridians accumulate yin energy over the years, which is why they continuously radiate energy outwards.

Zhou Peng's face lit up with excitement as he spoke.

"If only there really were yin meridians."

Yang Fan immediately became interested.

"What use could yin meridians possibly be?"

Zhou Peng hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"It's probably not very useful."

Zhou Peng then spoke.

"Moreover, the Yin energy in the Yin Meridian is too strong, which will hinder the cultivator's absorption of spiritual energy and will not be of any benefit to the master's future cultivation."

"Fortunately, the master always keeps pills on hand, so there is no need to worry about the problem of scarce spiritual energy."

Yang Fan sighed softly.

"Since it's not very useful, if there really are yin veins underground, it will only cause a lot of trouble."

Yang Fan turned his head and looked around, his gaze lingering outside the cave.

"Let's treat this place as a temporary stop for now."

"Keep sending the puppets out to search. As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. We need to find more safe hiding places."

Yang Fan had already made plans in his mind to prepare several more strongholds.

In case the people from Cangyun City come to search again, I can deal with it calmly.

He immediately dispatched puppets to continue searching for a suitable location.

Yang Fan remained alone, his gaze fixed on the statue before him, feeling that something strange was amiss.

After a while, Yang Fan walked up to the statue.

"Master, are you planning to take action against this statue?"

Zhou Peng quickly stepped forward to dissuade him.

"We don't know the origin of the statue yet, so we absolutely cannot touch it. It would be safer to wait and see for now."

Yang Fan sighed softly.

"I understand this principle perfectly well, but I always felt that the statue was strange, and I had to test it myself."

Yang Fan walked to the front of the statue, drew the sword from his waist, and gently tapped the surface of the statue.

A crisp "snap" sound slowly spread.

Yang Fan realized that the statue was made of ordinary stone and had nothing special about it, which made him increasingly suspicious.

Why does this seemingly ordinary stone statue give me such a strange feeling?

Yang Fan reached out and supported the statue, forcefully moving it to the side.

As soon as the statue was moved, a hidden entrance was revealed.

Yang Fan's face immediately lit up with joy.

"I knew there was a secret hidden here, and I was right."

Zhou Peng stood aside, speechless for a moment.

No one expected that there was a secret hidden beneath the statue.

As soon as the entrance opened, a thick cloud of yin energy surged out from below, rushing directly towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan quickly took out the Human King Banner and held it in front of him.

This magical artifact was crafted from the Thousand Soul Banner and further refined and enhanced by the Small Cauldron, making it capable of blocking the invasion of Yin energy.

Thanks to the Human King Banner blocking their way, the chilling aura had no effect on the two of them.

As the yin energy slowly dissipated, Yang Fan looked down at the entrance below.

The entrance was neatly constructed, clearly carved out by hand.

Next to the entrance are rows of blue stone steps that extend downwards.

Filled with curiosity, Yang Fan slowly descended the stone steps, paying attention to his surroundings along the way.

This is a hidden passage, with many torches standing on both sides, but they have all been extinguished long ago.

Yang Fan held a light bead in his hand, the light of which could illuminate the entire passage clearly.

The torches on both sides of the passage were no longer usable and could not be relit.

The stone walls of the passageway are covered with intricately carved murals, which are very finely crafted.

Yang Fan looked at it carefully for a long time, but still couldn't understand what the mural was trying to express.

The murals extended to the end of the passageway, where several stone sculptures stood, each one incredibly lifelike.

After looking around, Yang Fan's gaze fell on the bronze gate at the end of the passage.

Yang Fan immediately became interested and pushed forward with force. With a "creak," the bronze door was pushed open.

After the bronze door opened, a secret chamber appeared before him.

The secret room was much larger than he had imagined, and the walls were made of bluestone.

Yang Fan looked around and his gaze was immediately drawn to the center of the secret room.

In the very center of the secret chamber stands an altar, upon which sits a pillar made of black iron. This pillar runs through the entire secret chamber, connecting the upper and lower spaces.

Yang Fan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement; this black iron pillar alone was enough to astonish anyone.

What truly shocked Yang Fan was that there were nine chains next to the Xuan Tie Pillar, each chain tied to a skeleton.

Yang Fan walked over, looked at the nine chains, and suddenly raised an eyebrow.

"What is this?"

After carefully examining the skeletons, Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine.

Each skeleton was different; one looked like a ferocious dragon, while the others corresponded to different animals.

After looking around, Yang Fan was filled with surprise. He didn't understand why these skeletons were tied up here, and the thick yin energy in the cave was emanating from these skeletons.

Yang Fan touched his chin.

"Zhou Peng, do you recognize these remains?"

Zhou Peng peeked out from under the banner of the King of Men, and after seeing the skeletons clearly, he gently shook his head.

"Master, I really don't recognize this one."

"Are these things even useful?"

Yang Fan examined the skeletons with great interest. He walked up to one of the skeletons and sensed its yin energy. After a moment, his expression turned grim.

Yang Fan clenched his fists. These skeletons were clearly unusual, otherwise they wouldn't have been chained to this iron pillar.

Yang Fan reached out and touched one of the skeletons. The moment his fingertips touched the skeleton, a cloud of yin energy rushed towards him.

Yang Fan was prepared and carefully pushed the ball of yin energy aside.

The yin energy failed to invade his body and was dispersed by the spiritual energy before Yang Fan patiently examined the remains.

After a while, Yang Fan confirmed that the skeleton was in the shape of a dragon.

However, this dragon is not very old; it should be a young dragon.

Yang Fan looked around again and saw that the other skeletons were also the remains of ferocious beast cubs.

Yang Fan shook his head, then walked around the area again, carefully examining all the skeletal remains.

These skeletons are not of high value; it looks like someone was performing a sacrifice here, and these skeletons were the offerings.

Yang Fan stroked his chin and began to ponder.

Seeing this, Zhou Peng also came over, but he had no clue about the skeletons either.