Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"How could this happen?"

Feng Yunnan frowned, as if his thoughts had returned to a thousand years ago. "Could it be that those bastards from the righteous sects in the Central Profound Domain went back on their word and ultimately turned against the Feng clan?"

"Those damn bastards! I shouldn't have listened to that cripple Liu's advice. Instead of hiding in this dark, godforsaken place, I should have just fought those bastards head-on!"

"Feng the Dwarf, the fate of the Yan Han Dynasty is sealed, and it cannot be reversed by human power. Even if you hadn't listened to me back then, the final outcome would not have changed. This is destiny!"

At that moment, another man's faint laughter echoed slowly within the tomb.

Swish!

The next moment, Ren Xuanfei felt a strange black shadow flash before her eyes. Then the shadow gradually revealed its true form, which turned out to be a handsome young man in fine clothes with an elegant demeanor. At this moment, he was gently waving a feather fan in his hand, as if he were a noble young master from an aristocratic family.

"You, you are...?"

Seeing the elegantly dressed young man suddenly appear before her, Ren Xuanfei was slightly taken aback, quite surprised.

She never expected that there would be other living people in this underground tomb, and that they seemed to have a close relationship with Feng Yunnan, as they were old friends of many years.

"I am Liu Youzhi, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Demon Sect."

Liu Youzhi grinned, then bowed to Consort Ren Xuan, saying, "It's our first meeting. Please forgive me if I have offended you, young lady."

The other person spoke in a calm and unhurried manner, giving people a very comfortable feeling, without the slightest air of a senior.

However, Liu Youzhi's body was not intact; it seemed that someone had broken the tendon in his left leg, making him a cripple.

"No, no, no, I don't deserve that!"

Seeing Liu Youzhi actually bow to a junior like her, Ren Xuanfei blushed slightly and quickly returned the greeting, her voice a little flustered, "Greetings, senior. I am Ren Xuanfei, from the capital of Dongyun Kingdom!"

At this moment, she finally understood why the golden hall of the Loyal King's Tomb was surrounded by the unique formation of the Ten Thousand Corpses Demon Sect, the "Ten Thousand Corpses Extinction Formation." It turned out that it was not the work of the Loyal King Feng Yunnan, but rather the work of Liu Youzhi in front of her.

"The Kingdom of Dongyun?"

Faced with Consort Ren Xuan's revelation of her family background, Liu Youzhi was slightly taken aback at first, then smiled again, "I understand. It seems that more than a thousand years have passed since the fall of the Yan Han Dynasty, and many interesting things have happened..."

"Ren family girl, you haven't told me yet what exactly happened outside! My Yan Han Dynasty has endured for thousands of years, with four great families guarding its borders. Even the righteous sects of the Central Xuan Region dare not underestimate us. How could we suddenly perish overnight?!"

Feng Yunnan interjected anxiously from the side, no longer displaying his previous composure.

After all, he was the most powerful vassal king of the Yan Han Dynasty during his lifetime, and he made great contributions to the prosperity of the Yan Han Dynasty. He devoted himself to the cause until his death. Now that he heard that the thing he had protected all his life was gone, he was naturally upset.

"Replying to Senior Prince Zhong, this humble girl is unaware of any of the Four Great Families..."

"All I know is that after the calamity of the 'Dark Star' a thousand years ago, the Yan Han Dynasty collapsed and perished. Without the suppression of the Yan Han Dynasty, many tribes in the Southern Wilderness not only seized the opportunity to rise up, but also launched invasion wars, bringing devastation to the land."

Faced with Feng Yunnan's aggressive questioning, Ren Xuanfei seemed to be somewhat frightened and said weakly, "I don't know how long the epic war with the Southern Wilderness Barbarians lasted back then. I only heard from the elders in my family that after the war ended, only the four kingdoms of Dongyun, Xiqin, Nanyue, and Beiwei remained in the outside world, also known as the Four Kingdoms of Lingnan."

"What?! Not only is the Yan Han Dynasty gone, but even those filthy barbarians from the Southern Wilderness can run wild on my territory?!"

Feng Yunnan's eyes widened in surprise, as if he was extremely angry.

"Hey, you shorty, don't scare Miss Ren. Calm down."

Glancing at the somewhat agitated Feng Yunnan, Liu Youzhi spoke solemnly and slowly, "The events of that year were caused by me. Strictly speaking, I was the one who harmed you, and the entire Yan Han Dynasty suffered as a result."

"If I hadn't acted impulsively and left the Ten Thousand Corpse Demon Sect back then, you wouldn't have gotten yourself into this mess..."

"You cripple, why are we even talking about this with someone we're on good terms with!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Feng Yunnan interrupted him in a deep voice, then said coldly, "Hmph, in the end it's those bastards from the righteous sects in the Central Profound Domain who keep pushing us to the brink."

"What kind of bullshit is this talk of good versus evil, black and white! Does that mean all disciples of the Ten Thousand Corpse Demon Sect are inherently wicked cultivators? Are those self-proclaimed righteous cultivators really so clean behind the scenes? You were clearly framed back then..."

"Shorty, that's enough."

Seemingly recalling some unbearable memory, a trace of melancholy crossed Liu Youzhi's face. He then said calmly, "Although fate is hard to defy, as a disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Demon Sect, I cannot disgrace the sect's reputation, nor can I die such a humiliating and resentful death!"

"Feng the Shorty, do you still remember the bet we made back then? Now it's time to fulfill it..."

At this point, Liu Youzhi turned his gaze to Lu Feng, who was enveloped in a golden sphere of light, and spoke with a pointed tone.

"You cripple, are you really going to pin all your hopes on this mediocre, incompetent nobody?"

Upon seeing this, Feng Yunnan's expression froze slightly. He then looked at Lu Feng, who was unconscious beside him, and his tone gradually became solemn, as if he was somewhat hesitant.

After all, the other party was just an unknown rogue cultivator at the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, and his talent and aptitude were also quite ordinary. If it were back then, he wouldn't even be qualified to carry their shoes or serve as their servant.

"Heh, since this kid was able to get here and ruin your so-called 'perfect script,' then it means it's all fate. Perhaps only this kid can avenge us..."

Faced with Feng Yunnan's doubts, Liu Youzhi remained noncommittal, merely waving his feather fan and smiling faintly, "Feng the Dwarf, my 'Ten Thousand Corpses Heavenly Evolution Technique' is a closely guarded secret of the Ten Thousand Corpses Demon Sect in the Western Xuan Region, and it has never failed to strike. Now that you have witnessed it with your own eyes, why hesitate?"

Over the past thousand years, many major events have occurred on this land of Lingnan, including the fall of the Han Dynasty, the invasion of the Southern Wilderness, the coexistence of four kingdoms, the descendants of the deceased, the rural youth, and the final separation of life and death. Almost every deduction was within Liu Youzhi's expectations.

Feng Yunnan's initial plan to devise a "perfect script" to disrupt Liu Youzhi's deductions of the "Ten Thousand Corpses Heavenly Evolution Technique" ultimately failed.

"Damn it! I've been listening to your terrible ideas all along, so what's wrong with taking another gamble? I have nothing left to lose anyway!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yunnan glanced at Lu Feng, who was enveloped in a golden sphere of light, and then gritted his teeth, seemingly having finally made up his mind.

"May I ask, esteemed elders, have you remained in this underground tomb for over a thousand years without ever leaving...?"

Beside her, Ren Xuanfei, who hadn't spoken for a long time, also spoke weakly, her tone revealing a tentative tone.

"That's right, but we're already dead."

Seemingly guessing what the other party was thinking, Liu Youzhi turned to look at Ren Xuanfei, then a warm smile appeared on his face, "Although we look no different from ordinary living people and can use Yuan power and control spiritual treasures, our three souls and seven spirits are already incomplete."

"Now, Feng the Dwarf and I only have a wisp of obsession left, which allows us to barely maintain our physical forms and prevents us from leaving this tomb. We are like 'living dead.' Once that wisp of obsession dissipates, we will completely vanish and enter the cycle of reincarnation."