Chapter 1254

War, prisoners, torture—these words put together don't feel out of place at all. "What else, what else?" Compared to the Ghost King, Dong Rui was more interested in the Heavenly Demon remains.

"There is a Light Well in this cave dwelling, burying those strange huge remains."

Dong Rui's eyes lit up: "Where is the Light Well?"

"I, I can't say clearly." The one-armed ghost said. "But I know the location. They passed by carrying the cage several times, and I saw the entrance to the Light Well."

Dong Rui wanted to say "Take me there quickly," but before the words left his mouth, He Lingchuan had already said:

"Who was the original owner of this cave dwelling? How long has it been vacant?"

The one-armed ghost stammered: "I, I don't know."

"The first goal is the Ghost King. After cleaning it up, it won't be too late to explore the cave dwelling."

As soon as He Lingchuan spoke, although Dong Rui looked anxious, he didn't make a sound.

The one-armed ghost also comforted him: "Don't worry, we will pass by the Light Well in a while."

Dong Rui felt relieved.

He Lingchuan immediately said to the Ghost Ape, "Pick up the cage and let it lead the way."

The Ghost Ape was about to grow larger, but the one-armed ghost had already said: "This cage isolates auras; I can't detect it."

Then it could only be released.

Dong Rui suppressed his impatience: "How can we be sure you haven't been controlled by a soul lamp and aren't a trap left here by the Ghost King to calculate us?"

"In the Ghost King's eyes, I am just a tool and plaything for venting anger, and I will never get out of the cage, so I am not qualified to be refined into a soul lamp." The one-armed ghost gave a bitter smile and said to Fu Liushan, "You are a Celestial Master; you can test whether my soul energy is missing."

"That's very easy." Fu Liushan took out a piece of yellow paper, didn't know what solution he dipped it in twice, and stuck it on the open cage door. "Blow twice."

The one-armed ghost leaned over and blew two breaths at the yellow paper.

The yellow paper moved lightly twice, and its color changed, turning into a strange rainbow color.

Fu Liushan took it carefully, examined it closely, and then nodded: "Indeed, there is no missing part; it hasn't been planted with a soul lamp."

"I didn't lie to you, did I?" The one-armed ghost looked at the few people eagerly.

He Lingchuan nodded, so Fu Liushan tied a chain to it first before releasing it.

This chain was a relic of the black-robed ghost, capable of locking ghosts and harming people.

Floating out of the cage, the one-armed ghost turned into the size of an ordinary person.

It took a deep breath and wiped its eyes: "Eighty years, I am finally leaving here."

If you haven't truly been desperate, who knows the preciousness of freedom? "Lead us to catch up with the Profound Lu Ghost King, and then you will be relieved."

"Good, good." The one-armed ghost floated out of the dark room and walked in the front: "Follow me."

The three followed the one-armed ghost through the underground palace, with evil energy floating along the way, and encountered evil ghosts and corpse puppets attacking four or five times.

The one-armed ghost always shrank into an inconspicuous corner to tremble at the first opportunity, never approaching the battlefield.

The performance of the opponents was fierce, especially a worm-like corpse puppet that would self-destruct, exploding the narrowest passage into a mess with a "pop." The pulp that exploded onto the body could stimulate the skin to swell and rot in two or three seconds, and the effect was not much worse than the acid poison that rotted Dong Rui's face back then.

But with the combat experience of Cotton Village, the three of them dealt with these things with ease, and the journey was safe.

What surprised He Lingchuan was that there were actually so many corpse puppets under the Ghost King.

Fu Liushan wiped the thick pulp off his pestle, also a bit puzzled: "It doesn't make sense; where did it get so many corpse puppets to use?"

He Lingchuan asked Dong Rui: "Isn't this Ghost King your peer?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Dong Rui stared. "Rather than saying it's a Ghost King, it's better to say it's the original owner of this cave dwelling."

Fu Liushan also said: "Although these corpse puppets have strange shapes, what's truly rare is that they actually retain a trace of activity, so they can be possessed by ghosts."

In the real world, even powerful ghosts can usually only act by possessing living things; well, deep-sea wood and some willow wood are exceptions.

If these corpse puppets were dead and stiff, the Ghost King's subordinates couldn't drive them to participate in the battle.

For example, when He Lingchuan killed Nangong Yan in the past, the Ghost King's clone attached to him couldn't stay and could only manifest and flee.

"What exactly is the reason?" Dong Rui also rubbed his hands repeatedly. "I really want to grab a few corpse puppets and dissect them to play with!"

This underground palace was simply the experimental field he dreamed of, not only full of tools but also experimental subjects running everywhere.

He Lingchuan had to appease him: "Okay, okay, I'll leave you some time later."

Passing by a dark room, they also saw a huge tripod, at least one zhang high, with the lid half-tilted, engraved with exceptionally exquisite patterns.

This was a huge stone tripod, now covered with dark green moss on the surface.

Ling Guang looked at it twice and suddenly exclaimed: "Qiong Stone Pill Furnace!"

After saying that, it wanted to jump in to see what was going on.

He Lingchuan grabbed it back: "Watch out for ambushes."

Ling Guang had always been a steady monkey; who knew it would have such a careless moment.

"I heard that the pill furnaces of ancient immortals were diverse, unlike today's monotonous ones." Ling Guang scratched its cheeks. "It seems this is true. This is a Qiong Stone Pill Tripod, also known as a Peiyuan Pill Tripod, which can nurture pills to grow larger."

He Lingchuan asked curiously: "Can pills grow larger?"

Finally touching He Lingchuan's blind spot of knowledge, Dong Rui gave him a roll of the eyes: "Ignorant. The so-called spiritual pills and wonderful medicines of ancient times had legs to run and no wings to fly; is it strange that they can grow like living things?"

He Lingchuan touched his nose: "I'll come back to see it later."

Ling Guang had already calmed down and said regretfully: "It's so big, I can't take it away. Besides, it has stayed in the evil energy for too long and can't be used anymore."

It's okay as an antique.

The crowd passed through another underground corridor, and then heard the sound of splashing water.

There was actually an underground dark current here, and the water volume was not small, with mist and moisture; just standing on the shore for a while, their clothes became damp.

Where there is a dark current, there is air movement.

"Following the dark current upward, where can it go?"

The one-armed ghost blinked: "I don't know, I haven't been there."

He Lingchuan nodded and quietly dropped an eyeball spider here.

The crowd continued to move forward and soon passed a fork in the road.

The Ghost Ape just poked its head to the left, and the one-armed ghost was so anxious that it stammered: "Don't, don't go to the left! Watch out for the top."

Trap? The crowd observed carefully and only then discovered several cracks hidden on the top: "What is that?"

"Head-chopping Stone." The one-armed ghost said. "Once the giant stone on the top is released, this road will be completely blocked."

"Is this a mechanism designed by the Ghost King?"

"I... I don't know."

"Where does it lead?"

"I haven't been there." The one-armed ghost corrected again. "They didn't take me there."

The road ahead became narrower, and closed stone doors often appeared on both sides.

Dong Rui asked the leading ghost: "What's behind the door?"

The one-armed ghost could only shake its head: "I don't know clearly either; I've never seen them open."

(End of chapter)