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Seeing that the middle-aged man in plain robes did not react, the high priest frowned slightly, feeling somewhat puzzled.

If the other party's younger generation is in the Corpse-Raising Grave, they will definitely encounter those three crystal coffins.

The corpses in those three crystal coffins were no ordinary beings; even their auras were incredibly terrifying… Thinking of this, the high priest felt even more uneasy, yet he was helpless and dared not utter a word.

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Meanwhile, on the other side...

As Chen Yuan and his three companions frantically destroyed the coffins in the corpse-raising grave, they soon arrived at the core of the site.

Their bodies froze, staring in astonishment at the open space in front of them.

Behind them, Chen Yuan unleashed the Golden Crow True Yang Flame, which burned fiercely, extinguishing nearly 90% of the coffins and forming a dense sea of ​​fire.

The raging fire consumed all evil spirits, spreading with intense heat.

Even so, the four of them still felt a chill coming from ahead.

It was as if they were facing an ice cave in front of them and a sea of ​​fire behind them.

The two contrasting temperatures were clashing fiercely, making all four of them extremely uncomfortable, drenched in sweat, and facing the onslaught of cold.

In the open space ahead, there is a platform about ten meters high.

On the high platform, three transparent crystal coffins were placed quietly.

The crystal coffin was clear and bright, and a chilling aura emanated from within.

Chen Yuan's gaze fell on the crystal coffin on the far left.

Inside, a woman lay quietly on her back, wearing a tight-fitting, jet-black dress that accentuated her aloof figure and full breasts.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down the bottom of the crystal coffin, and her skin, as white as snow, felt utterly devoid of warmth.

She had an oval face, sharp eyebrows, and long, drooping eyelashes.

Her eyes were closed, and her lips were pale, giving off an aura that kept strangers at bay. In particular, the dense aura of death surrounding her sent chills down one's spine.

Then Chen Yuan's gaze moved and landed on the crystal coffin in the middle.

There, a hazy, ethereal light emanated from the coffin walls, and a woman dressed in a flowing white fairy dress lay peacefully within.

Her skirt was layered like clouds and mist, with flowing gauze and faint white lotus patterns peeking through the edges.

This woman had an oval face, gentle and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, a delicate nose, long and slender eyelashes when her eyes were closed, and a complexion as radiant as jade.

Her demeanor was completely different from that of the woman in the black dress earlier.

The woman in the black dress was as cold as frost, while this woman had a gentle and kind appearance.

Finally, Chen Yuan's gaze fell on the crystal coffin on the far right.

Inside the crystal coffin lay a young girl, about twelve or thirteen years old.

Her small body was curled up in the coffin, wearing a soft red gauze dress, the hem of which was adorned with tiny gold ornaments like sparks of fire. The layers of the skirt were fluffy and lovely, like a blooming sunflower.

Her short, jet-black hair accentuated her round, soft face, her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes were slightly curled up.

Even inside the crystal coffin filled with deathly aura, she still exuded the innocent and charming cuteness she had in life.

"They were completely lifeless; they were clearly three corpses!"

Zhong Yue narrowed his eyes, his expression grave, and asked, "But why do I feel like they're actually asleep?"

Even Chen Yuan felt pressured and his heart pounded in his chest when he saw these three people.

It was as if they were facing three great terrors.

Once they awaken, it will cause cataclysmic disasters and mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Chen Yuan felt increasingly uneasy. His intuition told him that this was the core of the Corpse-Raising Tomb... But the more this was the case, the more it meant that the other party couldn't have left behind a powerful backup plan here.

"Look up there!"

Suddenly, Li Taiyi spoke up, pointing to the sky above the crystal coffin.

Everyone looked up and their pupils contracted!

All that could be seen was a dense mass of black gas.

These gases spread in all directions, permeating the boundless darkness.

"It's death energy, such a dense aura of death!"

Zhong Yue spoke in a low voice, his eyes darting around as if he had guessed something. He said seriously, "The entire Corpse-Raising Grave is filled with deathly aura. Could it all be emanating from the corpses of these three women?"

Li Taiyi said, "It's very possible. These three women were no ordinary people. They must have been incredibly powerful in life, and the deathly aura emanating from them after death is what makes them so terrifying, nourishing all the corpses in this Corpse-Raising Grave!"

"So, destroying the coffin is pointless, because the real source is here!"

Wang Hu touched his bald head and said with a sudden realization.

"Hurry up!"

Just then, Chen Yuan suddenly spoke, holding the Blood Bone Sword, and turned to leave.

He was brave, but not one who would continue to throw his life away even when death was inevitable.

Zhong Yue, Li Taiyi, and Wang Hu were taken aback.

"No, they're leaving already? Aren't they going to destroy these three crystal coffins?"

Zhong Yue asked, looking completely bewildered. He felt that Chen Yuan had been far too decisive.

"Yes, we've come all this way, shouldn't we complete the mission?"

Li Taiyi also said that he was a little unwilling.

"If you want to die here, keep moving those three crystal coffins."

Chen Yuan said solemnly, turning to leave and quickening his pace. "The mission is important, but life is more important. If we die here, there will be no future."

"Moreover, the damage I've caused here, plus if Sister Xin's side succeeds, then we'll have almost completed our mission. There's no rush to destroy those three strange crystal coffins."

Upon hearing this, Li Taiyi and the other two gritted their teeth and had no choice but to quickly follow.

How could they not understand that if these three crystal coffins were so important, the Night King would have left behind a powerful contingency plan?

If not, then it means that these three crystal coffins themselves are a powerful backup plan.

The kind that kills anyone who touches it.

The four moved with incredible speed, rushing into the cluster of burning coffins in the blink of an eye.

The scorching heat dispelled the chill from their bodies, instantly making them feel comfortable.

"Hehehehe...Want to leave? Too late (＾Ｕ＾)ノ~ＹＯchachachacha..."

But just then, from the far end of the void, came a sinister laugh. The laugh was sharp, shrill, and full of mockery. It came from near and far, as if it were echoing in the sky or reverberating in one's ear.

Everyone immediately tensed up, feeling a chill run down their spines.

whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~

Just then, a violent gust of yin wind suddenly swept up in the dim space in the distance. The yin wind swirled and, accompanied by thick black mist, spread over in an instant, extinguishing the flames burning on the coffins and making the void, which had been brightly lit by the firelight, darken again.

Immediately following, a sharp cracking sound rang out from the surrounding darkness.

Before Chen Yuan and the other three's eyes widened, skeletons, rotting corpses, and hideous ghostly figures rushed out and pounced on them.

Li Taiyi unleashed his righteous energy, Zhong Yue's aura surged, and he swung a pair of giant hammers. Together with Wang Hu, the three of them immediately resisted the onrushing skeletons and rotting corpses.

Boom!

They clashed, creating a tremendous roar.

Chen Yuan made no move. He held the Blood Bone Sword, the crimson aura emanating from its blade radiating an eerie presence that kept the low-level skeletons at bay.

However, his gaze was fixed on the face that suddenly appeared in mid-air, his pupils contracted sharply, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

It was a ghostly face, without a neck or body.

The skin on his entire face was grayish-white and wrinkled, with one side of his face slightly curled up.

The eye sockets were two dark, empty holes, with no eyeballs visible, sunken inward like a dark abyss.

Its nose was also rotten and incomplete, and its gaping mouth was extremely large, with the crack almost extending to the base of its ears.

From that enormous mouth, sharp, yellow and black fangs were visible.

His lips curled up in an eerie way, forming a twisted and chilling grin.

His face was a mixture of a smile and a cry, with wisps of black mist swirling around it, sending chills down one's spine at first glance.