On the branches, several crows cawed noisily.

The sound was like that of an evil ghost, very piercing.

This is a graveyard.

Looking at the scene ahead, Lin Xuan furrowed his brows because he saw small mounds of earth, some with steles, others without anything.

However, there were no words written on those steles.

So, Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue had no idea whose graves these were.

But judging from the surrounding aura, the people buried here were likely not ordinary.

Since they were already here, of course, they had to take a look.

So, taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue cautiously moved forward.

The two extended their Soul Power, carefully observing all around, ready to take action at the slightest sign of danger.

Crunch! Crunch!

Beneath Lin Xuan's feet, the countless white bones buried in the earth-yellow ground turned to powder upon being stepped on.

That crunching sound was very clear, echoing in all directions.

Instantly, several crows on the withered trees were startled and flew away quickly.

In the next moment, a cold wind rose around them, and a chilling aura quickly emerged.

Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue's bodies tensed, ready to strike.

However, after observing for a moment, they didn't detect any danger, so they once again concealed their Spiritual Power within and proceeded cautiously.

As Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue stepped into the ancient cemetery, numerous Martial Artists from afar were flying towards this graveyard.

Thirteenth Young Master, this is the place, according to our investigation, this should be a treasure ground.

A large group of people came majestically from the distance, wearing the attire of the Shen Family.

Evidently, these people were all Martial Artists from the Shen Family, and their auras were strong, clearly an elite team.

The leader was a handsome young man, wearing a Golden Silk Thunder Robe, surrounded by thunder and lightning.

Moreover, this young man's aura was very powerful, having reached the Seventh Realm of Venerable.

The person speaking beside him was a middle-aged man, burly in build, with a stable aura, carrying a giant war saber on his back, exuding fierce sword light.

Both of them were Seventh Layer Venerables, especially that young man in the Golden Silk Thunder Robe, whose identity was extraordinary, known within the Shen Family as the Thirteenth Young Master.

On the Heavenly Martial Continent, there are four outstanding young masters, excelling above all, known as the Heavenly Martial Four Young Masters!

The young generation within these great families also followed suit, taking the Four Young Masters as their life goals.

So, many powerful young men proudly use the title 'young master,' seeing it as a badge of honor.

For instance, the young man before them was ranked thirteenth among the younger generation of the Shen Family, Shen Yue.

The middle-aged man with the giant war saber on his back was also an elder of the Shen Family, Elder Qingyun.

At this moment, the Shen Family group stood outside the enormous tomb, their gazes flickering as they looked ahead.

"Didn't expect, this treasure ground turned out to be a graveyard, interesting, interesting!"

Shen Yue crossed his arms, gazing ahead, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Beside him, Elder Qingyun spoke solemnly: "This place should be undiscovered, a newly found treasure ground."

"But from the aura here, this should be a grave of a King."

"Moreover, I can sense a faint presence, there might be something extraordinary in here."

"Young Master, I think we should be a bit cautious."

"No worries!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yue displayed an arrogant look: "The technique I cultivate is the Great Sun Thunder Technique, the supreme yang and rigid cultivation technique within Earth-grade Martial Arts, most effective against these evil Yin beings."

"Not even powerful Yin Ghost Zombies can withstand a single blow from me!"

"Of course, no one at your age has reached the Small Success Realm in the Great Sun Thunder Technique!" Elder Qingyun laughed: "Thirteenth Young Master, let's go."

Shen Yue nodded, then took a step forward, entering the ancient cemetery.

With the Shen Family Martial Artists' entry, the surrounding Yin energy became even thicker, as if intentionally wailing mournfully, even multiple ghost shadows were swiftly attacking them.

"Humph! Evil Yin Ghosts, you shouldn't even exist in this world!"

The Thirteenth Young Master snorted coldly, his body emanated thunder and lightning, forming a ball behind him, like a sun, emitting infinite light.

"Great Sun Thunder Technique!"

Infinite Thunder Power emanated from that Thunder Ball, swiftly spreading in all directions, creating a world of thunder and lightning.

Numerous ghost shadows around were pierced by the lightning, emitting a charred smell along with countless wretched cries echoing.

In merely an instant, those ghosts vanished without a trace.

The scene when this group entered was completely different from when Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue entered. When Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue initially entered, there was no attack by ghosts.

The reason for the change now is that Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue had already entered the underground cemetery.

They even dismantled some prohibitions, releasing those ghosts within the cemetery.

At this time, Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue had already entered the ancient tomb, struggling to move through it.

Because it was terrifying inside, with prohibitions everywhere, it was fortunate that the Dark Red Divine Dragon was by their side, ensuring a bit more safety.

Still, they released a lot of ghosts, even an army of skeletons attacked them.

These skeletons came in human and beast shapes, bizarre and varied. Each had a pale flame burning on it, with green flames flickering in their eye sockets.

Extremely eerie, exuding a chilling ghostly aura.

Endless skeletons charged at them, Lin Xuan snorted coldly, pushing his palm, a purple Thunder Ball emerged from his palm center, rolling swiftly forward.

The Thunder Ball grew larger, finally resembling a boulder, flying into the White Bone Army, and near that purple Thunder Ball, countless streaks of thunder flashed and intertwined, relentlessly bombarding these White Bone Creatures.

Although the White Bone Army was numerous, their strength was weak, mostly equivalent to the cultivation of the fourth or fifth layer Venerable.

Moreover, being evil Yin beings, they were most afraid of the supreme yang force like lightning.

So, encountering Lin Xuan's purple lightning, their already weak strength was further diminished by three degrees.

Thus, under Lin Xuan's lightning, these ghosts were utterly routed.

Therefore, it didn't take long for all these ghosts to turn into white bones, scattered all over the ground.

"Come on, keep moving forward."

Lin Xuan took the lead, moving forward. Behind him, the Dark Red Divine Dragon and Zhao Xue followed closely.

They had just walked a few steps when they heard a rattling sound behind them.

The sound was very eerie, like bones rubbing against each other.

The three of them felt a chill on their scalps, turning to look.

They saw that the previously scattered white bones were quickly assembling.

The bones that had been scattered all over were now rapidly combining, forming a new massive entity.

Furthermore, the green flames within those skulls' eye sockets were also converging, forming two fist-sized Ghost Fires.

A massive aura surged from the newly formed ghost being, sweeping across the four directions.

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