Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 187 - 188 Chapter 191 Entering Purple Mountain Chapter 192 Divine King Jiang Taixu

188: Chapter 191 Entering Purple Mountain Chapter 192 Divine King Jiang Taixu 188: Chapter 191 Entering Purple Mountain Chapter 192 Divine King Jiang Taixu The pitch-black ancient mine was desolate, devoid of any sound.

Ye Fan stood for a long time, thinking about many things.

In the end, he didn’t change his mind and chose to continue forward.

He walked alone, neither fast nor slow, carefully observing everything around him.

However, there were no more carvings on the rock walls; whatever had been there was now gone.

Having already traveled more than thirty li, the ground’s soil suddenly became loose, turning grayish-white and allowing his feet to sink completely.

At first, Ye Fan didn’t pay much attention, but after walking a few hundred zhang, he began to feel an increasing, bone-piercing chill.

The area was heavy with ominous energy, like a north wind whipping snow against him.

When he stepped on a hard object and heard a cracking sound, Ye Fan instantly understood what kind of place he had arrived at.

The grayish-white substance on the ground was not ordinary soil but bone ash, containing unpulverized dry bones.

This ominous energy was emitted by these bone ashes.

He was a cultivator and didn’t fear such things, but he couldn’t help but wonder how many human bones were needed to accumulate these ashes.

He quickly recalled the Supreme Divine Source in this Dragon Vein.

When it emerged, bones piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers.

Could it be caused by that terrifying creature from over 100,000 years ago?

Those miners of the past all rested here…

He walked for a long distance, yet the grayish-white bone ash still showed no sign of ending.

A thick layer had accumulated within the ancient mine.

CRUNCH.

After walking another several hundred meters, the bone ash finally gave way to dry bones, densely packed everywhere.

They had long since decayed; a gentle step would reduce them to ash.

Under the power of time, nothing can endure forever.

In this place, the ancient mine was like an ice cellar; the chilling cold swept over skin like razor blades.

No wonder the Demon Bats reside here; it’s as described in the ancient books—they like to nest at the edges of formidable areas.

Ye Fan became highly cautious.

He didn’t want to unwittingly lose his life in the ancient mine before even reaching Purple Mountain.

WHOOSH…

WHOOSH…

The ominous wind howled.

Shadows flickered among the piles of dry bones, forming faint and indistinct ghostly images.

Are such things real?

Ye Fan was astonished.

He raised the stone dagger in his hand and resolutely moved forward.

This two-foot-long Ancient Blade truly seemed to possess the power of exorcism, causing those phantoms to retreat.

CLANG CLANG.

The sound of iron chains came from the dry bone piles ahead, making Ye Fan’s heart tense as he felt the cold baleful air.

He stuck close to the mine wall, moving silently forward, his aura completely hidden by the stone clothes, without a trace leaking out.

Just over a hundred zhang ahead, in the rock wall of the mine shaft, there was a pitch-black deep hole.

The rattling of the chains originated from within.

That hole was incredibly deep.

Its penetrating chill transformed into a palpable substance, inflicting needle-like pain upon one’s skin.

Ye Fan quickly lowered the cover on his stone helmet, concealing his eyes and face.

From the depths of the black hole, barely audible roars echoed, accompanied by the sound of chains, as if a fierce creature was chained within.

It was clearly visible that among the dry bone piles were many ghostly shadows.

They were shattered by the roar, transformed into ominous energy, and then swallowed by the black hole.

What is this?!

Ye Fan frowned, certain it was not a benign entity.

He feared it was an immensely fierce creature.

Over 100,000 years ago, many miners and cultivators died here, so much blood spilled it could float shields.

After so many years, the birth of sinister spirits was only natural.

No matter what it is, as long as it doesn’t block me, it’s fine.

He secretly estimated, believing the fierce creature wouldn’t break out.

He cautiously bypassed it as he continued deeper into the mine shaft.

Perhaps this stone clothing truly has some unique effects; sinister things cannot stick to it.

After traveling a long distance, the dry bones finally disappeared.

The ancient mine was incredibly dry, with nothing left within.

Ye Fan calculated the distance.