The entrance of the cave was veiled by numerous layers of restriction, and on any given day, only Radmus was able to enter
The celestial energy was so rich within Abyss Cave that it was almost palpable. Countless Luminous Pearls embedded in the cave walls bathed the entire space in a light as bright as day.
Radmus waved his hand to lift the restriction at the cave entrance, cautiously placing the two coffins at the center of the jade platform inside the cave.
The runes etched on the surface of the coffins flickered under the pearl-like glow, radiating an eerie chill. It was as if they were pulsating with a life of their own.
“Magical items from the ancient ruins…”
Radmus rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with avarice “That foolish Jared doesn’t know the value of what he has. He’d trade such a precious treasure for his life. Unbelievable!”
He had once heard that ancient ruins often contained sacred items of incredible power or immortal pills, typically buried alongside their owners. Given the peculiar nature of these two coffins, he was certain they must be concealing some earth-shattering treasures.
He took a deep breath, channeling all his life’s cultivation, and placed his palms on the lid of one of the coffins, intricately carved with a mysterious phoenix pattern.
“Open!”
A surge of energy flowed into the coffin like a tidal wave, triggering the runes to suddenly burst into a blinding red light. The coffin lid creaked and slowly slid open to one side.
A wave of overpowering, nauseating stench of blood instantly filled the air, mingled with the odors of decay and resentment, causing Radmus to instinctively take a half step back
He forced himself to ignore the discomfort, leaning in for a closer look. Instead of a trove of gold, silver, and jewels, the coffin contained a woman’s body, garbed in a tattered phoenix robe.
The woman’s corpse had a ghastly, bluish-black complexion. Her long hair was tangled and snaky, while her nails were dark and sharp Despite being dead for an unknown time, her eyes were still wide open, filled with resentment and bitterness.
What was even more eerie, her body hadn’t fully decomposed. It was as if something was squirming beneath her skin, with wisps of black energy seeping out from her pores.
“Is… Is this a blood corpse?”
Radmus’ expression suddenly changed. The blood corpse was an ancient evil creature that fed on blood essence. Even after death, its resentment energy would not dissipate, and it had the ability to manipulate the spirits of living beings
Just as he was about to step back and seal the coffin, the woman’s corpse suddenly parted her tightly closed lips, revealing a chillingly white, feral fang. A visible crimson mist suddenly burst forth from her mouth, hurtling straight toward Radmus’ face.
“Oh no!”
Radmus’ eyes suddenly narrowed, and he hastily summoned a mithril shield However, the crimson mist acted like a living entity, penetrating the shield and instantly seeping into his forehead.
He felt a chilling consciousness abruptly invade his mind, as if countless vengeful spirits were shrieking His vision began to blur into darkness, and his body started to tremble uncontrollably
Almost simultaneously, another coffin, adorned with dragon runes, let out a thunderous sound, its lid flying off on its own.
A man’s corpse, dressed in a tattered dragon robe, was startlingly laid out. The man’s face was twisted in a grimace, his body covered in blood-red death marks. Astonishingly, in a gaping hole the size of a bowl in his chest, a heart was still beating, emitting a black energy
He abruptly opened his eyes, revealing not pupils but a sea of scarlet. A silent roar transformed into a sound wave, causing the entire Abyss Cave to reverberate with its resonance
The male corpse extended his withered hand, and with an empty grasp, the spiritual energy within Radmus surged uncontrollably, rushing toward the two coffins.
The crimson mist continuously flowed from the woman’s corpse, seeping into Radmus forehead Meanwhile, the black heart in the chest of the male corpse was frantically draining his life force
“Ahhh!”
Radmus let out a cry of agony. He could feel his consciousness being eroded, as a violent intent belonging to the blood corpse took control
His body started to undergo strange transformations. One side of his face turned a ghastly shade of blue-black, marred with deathly markings, and his fingernails grew long and sharp, while the other half of his face was tinged with an odd blush, his skin as tender as a young girl’s.
His voice had become androgynous, sometimes deep like a man’s, other times sharp like a woman’s.
“Hahaha… We’ve finally… seen the light of day again…”
A voice, seemingly both masculine and feminine, erupted from Radmus, laced with a manic relief that comes only after surviving a catastrophe.
