The corpse poison in the body has been removed.

It is true that he is exchanging his life for strength, but he can still accept it... He raised his eyesight and looked forward. In front of him was a spacious corridor, extending into the depths of darkness.

There are traces of man-made excavations on the two walls of the corridor, which are not naturally formed.

Zhang Yuanqing walked in the corridor at a moderate pace, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the silent space.

After walking for more than ten seconds, plant roots appeared on the two walls of the corridor, and they densely covered the walls.

"Help, help..."

Suddenly, in the darkness ahead, there was a horrific cry for help, like weeping.

After following the sound for a while, the front suddenly opened up, and a huge grotto came into view. In the center of the grotto was a thick tree trunk, which pierced through the top of the grotto and grew to the outside world.

At the base of this thick trunk, intertwined rhizomes wrapped around a sarcophagus.

The most frightening thing was that pale arms protruded from the thick tree trunks, and pale human faces emerged, and they unconsciously uttered "help" cries.

The densely packed arms grabbed at random, as if looking for a life-saving straw.

My mass phobia committed... Candlelight and crouching pestle brought courage to Zhang Yuanqing, he only felt a slight scalp numbness, not too frightened.

At this time, a hoarse and vicissitudes of life sounded:

"After so many years, this is the first time a living creature has come here."

With these words, the cries for help stopped, the arms that swung like seaweed retracted one after another, and the faces of people hid in the tree in horror.

"who?"

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback, looking around vigilantly.

"Me? I'm just a tree...."

An ugly human face emerged from the tree trunk. Unlike the faces of those wraiths, its skin was bark, as if it symbolized the tree itself.

It's the old pagoda tree in the yard, has it become a spirit? Zhang Yuanqing didn't expect to meet a communicable being in this ghostly place, even though the other party was a tree.

He didn't dare to approach, and tentatively said:

"You killed the disciples in the temple?"

"It's not me, it's her."

The dryad's eyes fell, as if gazing at the sarcophagus below, although it couldn't see it.

"who is she?"

"She is Empress Sandaoshan."

Zhang Yuanqing felt as if he had been slapped on the head, and his mind was in a daze.

Inside the sarcophagus lies Empress Sandaoshan, the mighty Night God who was supposed to become immortal in the early Ming Dynasty?

The source of the weirdness is the Empress Sandaoshan, who killed the disciples in the temple?

Zhang Yuanqing blurted out: "Why did she do this?" JrNovels.com