The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Chapter 1790: Chapter 1818: Ling’er

Ye Feng prepared to open the tomb, but at that moment, an incredibly dazzling light burst forth from the tomb.

Then, prohibition spells erupted one by one, wrapping around the tomb and emitting powerful energy waves that directly affected the operation of space, causing space to distort.

It seemed that if Ye Feng forcibly opened the tomb, the prohibition spells on it would instantly explode.

At the moment of explosion, it would release destructive power, engulfing Ye Feng and shattering him completely.

However, Ye Feng remained at ease, channeling True Essence in his hand, and then directly inscribed prohibition runes, which continuously jumped and imprinted onto the prohibition on the tomb.

Subsequently, the prohibition on the tomb began to tremble, gradually revealing cracks.

As the cracks expanded, the prohibition continuously collapsed, and in less than a minute, it had completely disintegrated, with the tomb posing no threat to Ye Feng anymore.

Ye Feng opened the tomb, and inside the coffin, a woman wearing a white long gauze dress appeared before his eyes.

The woman exuded an ethereal aura, untouched by worldly affairs. Her delicate features resembled someone asleep, her beauty breathtaking, and her skin smooth and fine.

Such a woman was considered top-tier even on the entire Spirit Martial Continent, exceptionally beautiful.

Ye Feng even thought that in terms of appearance, Han Yi and Lin Shiyu were no match for the woman in the coffin. Just then, Ye Feng reached out his hand towards her.

On the woman’s tomb, there was a five-thousand-year-old Heart Clearing. If Ye Feng used the woman’s corpse as nourishment for the Heart Clearing to absorb, the Heart Clearing’s age could be rapidly enhanced.

But at that moment, the woman in the white long gauze dress inside the coffin suddenly opened her eyes.

Her pupils, akin to pure black gemstones, locked eyes with Ye Feng, and she began to breathe. Ye Feng found himself face-to-face with her, her breath like orchids, and he could even feel the fragrance on the woman sweeping towards him. Ye Feng and the woman just stared at each other, speechless.

Ye Feng now understood that the woman wasn’t truly dead; she had merely fallen into a state of suspended animation, temporarily asleep. After Ye Feng removed her prohibition, she awakened.

At that moment, the woman in the gauze dress blinked her moist eyes at Ye Feng, then reached out and grabbed Ye Feng’s hand tightly with her soft palm.

The woman just looked at Ye Feng; if it were someone else, they’d probably feel moved by now.

But Ye Feng remained incredibly calm inside, without any emotional waves, feelings steady.

The woman in the gauze dress looked at Ye Feng and then spoke, ”Help me up...”

Upon hearing the woman’s words, Ye Feng didn’t hesitate and pulled her out of the coffin.

Afterward, the woman curiously surveyed her surroundings, eyes filled with confusion, and then turned her gaze back to Ye Feng: ”What year is it now?” Ye Feng replied indifferently, ”It’s Cangxuan 128,314 years...”

The woman in the gauze dress furrowed her brows: ”I woke up over three hundred years early, and it’s all your fault. You made me wake up prematurely!”

Upon hearing the woman’s words, Ye Feng remained calm: ”Do you want to kill me?”

The woman paused, then looked at Ye Feng, smiling bitterly and shaking her head helplessly: ”Do I look like I have the strength to kill you? If you don’t kill me, it’s already my fortune!”

Indeed, as Ye Feng observed the woman’s cultivation, though she was a Saint Realm-level expert, Ye Feng could clearly sense that her body contained no trace of True Essence. At this moment, the woman only had a Saint Realm level physique, without any Saint Realm-level power due to the absence of True Essence.

”Why do you sleep?” Ye Feng asked the woman, curiosity in his eyes.

Even Ye Feng initially thought these Dead Spirit Clan people were genuinely dead, but now it seemed they merely entered suspended animation, not truly dead, and could revive given the opportunity.

And they’ve clearly been asleep for over ten thousand years, lying here for a long, long time.

The cost of sleeping for so long was that all their True Essence was drained.

However, the woman before Ye Feng seemed special. For some reason, Ye Feng always felt that even if she regained her full strength, she couldn’t harm him...

The woman helplessly said, ”It’s all because of those fools from the Black Dead Spirit Clan. They rampantly devour living beings to boost their strength and augment their tribe. Whether Demon Race, humans, or Insect Clan, they blindly kill and devour them, eventually enraging the Heavenly Dao. Ten thousand years ago, a human expert teamed up with the Heavenly Dao expert to exterminate our Dead Spirit Clan.

We had no choice but to choose suspended animation, awaiting a chance to escape upon awakening...”

Ye Feng nodded, understanding now that the Dead Spirit Clan cultivated by devouring corpses. Although they can also cultivate through Daoist Crystals, bodies allow them to enhance their cultivation more quickly.

However, the Dead Spirit Clan is divided into factions: White Dead Spirit Clan and Black Dead Spirit Clan.

The White Dead Spirit Clan adheres to their beliefs, refraining from wanton slaughter, and mainly devours naturally deceased beings. But the Black Dead Spirit Clan is different; if there are no corpses, they create them through endless slaughter to empower themselves, growing increasingly arrogant and unrestrained.