Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

After this kind of rapid exploration—walking and stopping, occasionally resting on the spot... two days later, Jiang Dali had already finished probing the hundreds of thousands of miles within Lingyun Cave. Not only did he discover the remains of four Returning to Truth Realm experts, he also obtained the third-rank Divine Weapon Cheng Ying Sword and the second-rank Divine Weapon Ganjiang Sword. Yet as for the secret of who had actually constructed Lingyun Cave, he still had not found the slightest clue.

...

At this moment.

In a certain spacious yet pitch-black stone cave, only a single streak of blazing blue mystic light stood out.

This blue light shone upon two faces.

One of the faces was rugged yet strikingly handsome—none other than Jiang Dali, who had found his way here.

Yet even with Jiang Dali’s level of composure, now that he saw this blue light shooting out from the brow of the corpse opposite him, he couldn’t help but be deeply shocked.

He looked upon the woman before him, whose body had remained utterly intact after hundreds of years of vicissitudes, whose face and skin still appeared vivid and lifelike, and could not help but marvel at the wondrousness of this person’s Cultivation Technique.

The woman’s appearance was delicate and beautiful, yet in the set of her brows there flowed a defiance that could stand witness before sun and moon, full of Wei Yi, heroism like frost and steel. If not for the deadly arrow still lodged in her body, pinning her entire corpse into the cave wall, one would hardly take her for a dead person, but rather someone still alive.

Or perhaps, she truly was still alive.

Her soul had not completely dispersed. Her obsession still maintained the remnants of her spirit, circling about her body. There was even a faint blue inspiration glimmering at the center of her brow. Jiang Dali could sense an extremely fierce and strange cold power hidden within, enough to move even him—that was power of the ninth level of Returning to Truth.

It seemed to be precisely this power that caused this woman, though she was not of the Holy Dynasty, to not appear in the Twisted Land after death, becoming one of the Twisted.

”Worthy indeed of being the number one Divine Martial expert before Wu Ming in those years, the Da Fantian who could badly wound the Fallen Fire Qilin with a single arrow!”

Jiang Dali took a deep breath, a trace of admiration flashing through his eyes.

As a mere woman of a vassal state, for Da Fantian to possess such strength was truly rare and precious. Compared to Wan Mingzhu of the Wan Family, who had only managed to climb to the ninth level of Returning to Truth Realm by relying on the power of her clan, she was far stronger.

Moreover, this woman’s combat power was absolutely astonishing.

One must know that the Fallen Fire Qilin of several hundred years ago was at the peak of its strength. Though fallen, it had not lost its Reverse Scale. The flames covering its body were enough to make any Heavenly Expert dare not approach within a thousand steps, or face certain death. Only Returning to Truth Realm experts could pose even the slightest threat to it.

Yet Da Fantian could, with a single arrow, badly wound the Fire Qilin whose combat power at that time was unquestionably at the ninth level of Returning to Truth. How could that be taken lightly... a pity she was already dead.

Jiang Dali stepped forward, stretching out his hand toward the center of her brow, but after a moment, he halted and withdrew.

He could sense that astonishing power within this corpse—it should be the famed Heavenly One Divine Energy spoken of in legends. No wonder Da Fantian’s body had not decayed over hundreds of years and remained vivid and lifelike; it was because the extreme cold Heavenly One Divine Energy within her body had been protecting her corpse.

At the same time, this should also be a form of inheritance, waiting for her descendants to find her and inherit her Power.

With his strength, he could forcibly draw out this vast power, but that would be a desecration of a predecessor.

Besides, for him right now, this power would be nothing more than icing on the cake, not something truly vital.

Retracting his hand, Jiang Dali clasped his fists in salute. Just as he was about to turn and head toward the next interesting place, Da Fantian’s corpse suddenly underwent an abnormal change. A strand of residual will that had been circling her body abruptly shot toward Jiang Dali.

”Hm?”

Jiang Dali let out a soft sound of surprise, his eyes flickering slightly, but he did not resist...

...

...

...

...

(Please send some monthly ticket encouragement! I’m a bit stuck on the writing these two days! Writing slowly!)