Chapter 2374: Chapter 2363: Corpse Pool

"Phew!"

A heavy breath escaped his mouth.

Fully detached from the Demonization State, Ye Chenfeng felt an intense soreness throughout his body; previously, under the dense presence of Death Qi, all the bones shattered by Zhou Zhande and his cohort had completely recovered.

However, after being continuously flooded with dense Death Qi and murderous aura, although Ye Chenfeng didn’t fall into unconsciousness this time, he felt an inexplicable weakness; the Spiritual Energy within his body was extremely unstable, and his face appeared somewhat pale.

Carefully sensing the changes inside his body, he felt that there wasn’t a trace of Death Qi anymore. Finally, his gaze stopped at his right chest, observing the intricate black patterns formed there, faintly a layer of black light flowed through them.

Ye Chenfeng focused all his senses on the black patterns, yet he couldn’t detect any Death Qi in them, causing his brow to furrow deeply.

He attempted to channel Spiritual Energy toward the black patterns, but they showed no reaction upon encountering the energy. Old White Wu Fengxian remarked, "Little guy, don’t think about it too much. These black patterns are certainly composed of Death Qi Patterns; relying on just six Hundred-Heart Grass, you cannot completely eliminate the Death Qi and murderous aura from your body."

"The six Hundred-Heart Grass, while suppressing and removing the Death Qi within you, induced a mutation, finally forming Death Qi Patterns at your right chest."

"Old Black and I have sensed the Death Qi Patterns on you before too; we can’t detect any Death Qi emanating out of them due to this bizarre mutation. Presently, your body is entirely unaffected by Death Qi; even if you operate the Spiritual Qi River, no change occurs to these Death Qi Patterns. It’s truly peculiar."

"In the future, you’ll need to pay extra attention to Hundred-Heart Grass; perhaps more than six will be necessary to eradicate the Death Qi Patterns on your body. These patterns are like a tumor ready to spread anytime; you must continually monitor their changes closely."

After hearing Old White Wu Fengxian’s words, Ye Chenfeng felt significantly more at ease. As he took steps forward, he staggered slightly, glancing at the Zhous’ herbal garden, which was vast, with a dense aroma of Spirit Grass permeating the air.

This aroma was overwhelmingly intense, giving Ye Chenfeng an odd sensation. He asked, "Old White, Old Black, do you feel there’s something strange about this herbal garden?"

Old White and Old Black also started to sense the garden carefully. Before long, Old Black Jiang Yuntian remarked, "It’s more than just strange, there’s a big issue with this garden. The intense aroma you’re smelling is concealing another scent; otherwise, the Spirit Grass here couldn’t possibly emit such a dense aroma."

"Beneath this garden, there’s constant emission of corpse aura, merely masked by the Spirit Grass scent. Do you see the artificial mountain in the middle of the garden? The most intense exhalation of corpse aura is right there."

With a slightly wavering figure, Ye Chenfeng moved toward the artificial mountain. As he got closer, he saw an Concealed Formation etched upon it, which even a profoundly skilled Array Master would struggle to detect.

However, Ye Chenfeng, Old White, and Old Black possessed exceptional skills in formations. Their combined insight made recognizing the formation on the artificial mountain a matter of course.

Driven by curiosity and doubt.

Ye Chenfeng began to decipher the formation on the artificial mountain; his hand infused with Spiritual Energy kept moving across it.

Sequentially, red, blue, black, and white rays of light surged from the fake mountain.

"Ka! Ka! Ka! Ka! Ka! —"

A tight sound reverberated through the air as the entire artificial mountain gradually slid to the right, revealing a cave entrance leading underground.

As the artificial mountain moved aside.

Ye Chenfeng could sense the corpse aura now; it rushed into his nose. Despite hesitating for a moment, he proceeded into the underground cave.

A series of stairs led downward.

Upon stepping onto the stairs, the surroundings turned extremely dark; the air became notably damp, filled with a rotting, putrid smell.

The sound "Da! Da! Da!" echoed within the passage.

It’s the sound of Ye Chenfeng’s footsteps on the stairs, as the stairs were covered in some sort of liquid, causing water splashes every time he took a step.

Ye Chenfeng rotated his right hand.

The Green Flame instantly appeared in his palm; with its illumination, he instantly saw the liquid on the stairs—fresh blood covered each step.

Ye Chenfeng’s gaze grew increasingly tense; he had a very bad premonition. What kind of place was this within the Zhous’ domain? What’s hidden beneath?

After approximately twenty minutes of walking.

Ye Chenfeng finally completed the lengthy staircase, arriving at an extremely vast space.

As he stepped into this space.

The stone walls here instantly brightened; they were embedded with pieces of white Crystal Stone.

The light emanating from these white Crystal Stones illuminated the entire space.

This underground space’s size was identical to the colossal herbal garden above.

He saw numerous pools inside this space. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

There were at least several hundred pools, each filled with corpses decaying continuously.

Each pool could hold upwards of a hundred corpses.

As he entered this space, an overwhelming stench crazily invaded Ye Chenfeng’s nostrils.

The corpses within each pool were being melted and rotted by some force, eventually turning into blood water in the pool.

Why would such a place exist beneath the Zhous’ herbal garden?

Ye Chenfeng had clashed with the Zhous before; if they were cultivating some evil Cultivation Technique using these corpses, he should’ve sensed a difference in their Spiritual Energy, yet he hadn’t felt anything previously.

Looking around.

The subterranean space seemed devoid of any other remarkable features besides the numerous corpse pools.

With a slightly trembling posture, Ye Chenfeng fixed his gaze upon a stone wall at the forefront of this space; densely inscribed with text, since he was already here, he intended to explore thoroughly, his figure promptly appearing before the stone wall, examining the inscribed characters one by one.

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