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The heavy iron door, which had been slowly opening, was suddenly kicked open from the inside by a tremendous force. It flew forward and, with a whistling wind, smashed fiercely towards Situ Chengjun, Su Feiyang, and the two puppets!

Although Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang were on guard, they hadn't expected such a sudden turn of events and had no time to completely dodge. The two puppets, despite their extremely fast reactions, couldn't completely avoid the iron gate's speed and power.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Four muffled thuds rang out in succession as the iron gate slammed heavily onto the four people and the puppet. Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang, both True Martial Realm experts, instantly erected protective shields around their bodies, managing to withstand the blow. However, the immense force of the iron gate forced them to stagger back, a trace of blood trickling from the corner of their mouths, but they were not seriously injured. The Meteorite Puppet, crafted from special meteorite metal, possessed an incredibly strong body. When hit by the iron gate, it only swayed slightly, remaining unharmed. Only the Silver Puppet, of slightly lower grade, developed several fine cracks in its body after being struck by the iron gate, and its defensive shield shattered instantly.

call--!!!

After the iron gate flew out, an incomparably powerful and terrifying aura swept in from behind it, instantly enveloping the entire bottom of the crack. This aura was cold and violent, carrying a world-destroying pressure, causing Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang to change their expressions drastically and catch their breath.

Immediately afterwards, the source of that powerful aura slowly rose and flew to the top of Situ Chengjun, Su Feiyang, and the two puppets. Then, countless brown rays of light poured down from that aura, like a rain of swords covering the sky, crashing down on the four people and the puppet!

The brownish light contained extremely strong Yin energy, which was highly corrosive. If one was hit, one's power would be damaged at best, and at worst, one's body would be corroded and one's soul would be scattered.

Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang's expressions grew increasingly solemn. Almost simultaneously, they channeled all their inner energy, causing their protective light shields to instantly intensify. However, even so, under the fierce bombardment of the brown light, their protective shields were rapidly weakening, showing signs of breaking. It seemed they wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

In desperation, the two unleashed their true fire almost simultaneously—Situ Chengjun's true fire was pale red and incredibly hot; Su Feiyang's true fire was pale blue, cold yet sharp. They merged their true fire into their protective light shields, using the power of the fire to enhance the shields' defensive capabilities, barely managing to withstand the attack of the brownish light and buy more time to observe the current situation.

Both of them were human geniuses from ten thousand years ago. Although they weren't the most outstanding beings at the time, they were still among the best of the younger generation. Back then, Tuoba Hongzhen of the barbarian tribe was able to condense a spiritual body in the late Grandmaster realm; it was perfectly normal for these two to have already broken through to the True Martial realm and possess true fire.

On the other side, the meteorite golem did not release the true essence and true fire stored within its body and infused by Su Mu. Its body, forged from special meteorite metal, was incredibly tough and could withstand the attack of the brownish light without needing to rely on true essence and true fire for defense.

However, the Silver Puppet was not so lucky. It was only a top-grade Xuan-level puppet, and its body toughness was far inferior to that of the Meteorite Puppet. It also could not withstand Su Mu's true fire. At this moment, it could only release the true essence that Su Mu had poured into it with all its might to condense a layer of true essence shield, which barely resisted the attack of the brown strange light. However, the true essence shield was also being consumed rapidly and could break at any time.

Su Mu, who was above the isolated island, kept a close eye on everything happening at the bottom of the crack with his divine sense, and could see the scene inside clearly.

He quickly realized that the countless brown lights flying around were not naturally formed, but rather a wide-range attack released by a high-grade talisman that had been activated. Judging from the power and aura of the lights, the talisman should be a low-grade Earth-rank artifact—which was why the top-grade Profound-rank Silver Puppet could not withstand its attack and could only barely defend against it.

At the same time, Su Mu's divine sense also penetrated the flying iron gate and saw the scene behind it—a huge underground cave. The cave was incredibly spacious and pitch black inside, except for a faint brown light emanating from the center.

In the very center of the cave stood an ancient-looking bronze coffin. The coffin was entirely black, with densely engraved mysterious runes on its surface. The runes swirled with a faint brown halo, emanating a strong aura of yin energy. Around the coffin stood six thick bronze pillars, each with a thick bronze chain wrapped around it. The other end of the chain was firmly connected to the coffin, locking it securely.

At this moment, the lid of the bronze coffin had been completely removed, and a corpse exuding brown evil energy was slowly sitting up in the bronze coffin. The corpse was pale, with black eyes, surrounded by evil energy, and its aura was cold and violent. The low-grade earth-rank talisman that released brown strange light was activated by this corpse himself!

Su Mu instantly understood—this corpse was no ordinary corpse. An ordinary corpse wouldn't move at all, wouldn't constantly emit billowing baleful energy, and wouldn't even be able to activate a high-grade talisman.

Su Mu could perceive the scene in the cave with his divine sense, and so could Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang. While resisting the attack of the brown light, the two of them carefully observed the bronze coffin and the corpse in the cave with their divine sense, their expressions becoming increasingly solemn.

"Could it be that the seal set up by the ancient powerhouse of this sect back then has malfunctioned?" Situ Chengjun pondered to himself, a hint of doubt and vigilance flashing in his eyes. "Back then, they probably intended to seal this young genius intact for ten thousand years, but unexpectedly, the seal malfunctioned, causing him to turn into this zombie-like figure covered in murderous aura?"

"That must be it!" Su Feiyang thought to himself, his tone grave. "Sealing someone intact for ten thousand years is an incredibly difficult task, with an extremely low success rate. If nothing unexpected happens, it's lucky; if something does, it's not surprising. But I never expected that after the seal broke, he would become such a monstrous figure, with such formidable combat power!"

Both men knew that the corpse before them, radiating a murderous aura, was an extremely formidable opponent, far more dangerous than they had imagined. They knew that seizing the treasures within the cave would likely require a fierce battle.

Ten thousand years ago, the martial arts world was filled with numerous sects and aristocratic families, each with a vast disparity in strength and clearly defined boundaries. Only those top sects or families with profound foundations and formidable power had the confidence and means to use secret techniques to seal away exceptionally talented young geniuses within their clans for ten thousand years without causing them any harm, hoping that they would awaken and return to restore the glory of their family or sect ten thousand years later.

Even so, it is only a high degree of certainty, not a sure thing—the art of sealing is inherently mysterious and unpredictable, and ten thousand years is a long time. Any slight change could cause the seal to break and all efforts to be in vain.