Chapter 362: Trapping the Brother (Please Subscribe)

Abandoned castle.

Entrance to the basement.

Liliyat and Duozuolun are setting up tents outside the castle.

Aaron, meanwhile, came alone before that black iron door engraved with mysterious patterns.

After some thought, he decided not to indulge his 'Evil Spirit' hobby of exploring the 'Eling Lingqin' as an 'Evil Spirit', and prepared to walk through it himself.

Arriving before the door at this moment, his eyes suddenly turned pure white, and the 'Yao' phase Spirituality spread onto the iron door.

He remained expressionless, only sighing in his heart: "After being bullied by me so many times, little sister, you finally managed to trap your brother..."

Individual figures surrounded him from all directions; they wore tattered black and white attendant uniforms, their cheeks were sunken, some had missing limbs, and their movements were sluggish, like walking corpses.

'In this situation, how could an ordinary person be willing to walk through?'

This is 'Purification'!

And, it is even more powerful than during the 'Maker' and 'Light Shepherd' periods!

That pitch-black wind suddenly vanished without a trace, and the temperature in the entire basement entrance area rose instantly, becoming as warm as spring.

The pitch-black portal swung open with a boom, and cold, chilling wind blew outward.

The dazzling Light was almost about to annihilate it completely, but at the critical moment, Aaron suddenly stopped and watched the other party quietly.

A slightly illusory figure emerged; Tias had the typical appearance of the Green Forest People, and his pair of purple eyes had by now suppressed their malice.

Aaron muttered to himself, but still, under the welcoming formation of the 'Living Corpse's, he walked to the center of the main tomb chamber, before a high platform.

"In the era of dark turmoil, the family's inheritance had gaps; this was unavoidable... I thought I had already filled them." Tias continued to smile bitterly, looking at Aaron: "I am very happy that another rising star has appeared in the family; you are sufficient to serve as the Parliament Speaker, eh?"

"Living Corpse?"

If it were an ordinary person, being blown by this cold wind containing the 'Underworld' phase, they would inevitably fall into a serious illness, or even easily attract ominous things like spirits from then on.

Furthermore, there is another possibility, which is that this Aaron Yugesi is some puppet substitute or even a resurrection vessel prepared by that ancestor!

He actually did not believe that Aaron was the Green Forest Earl; after all, although the other party's appearance was similar, he was more handsome, and that Green Forest Earl was of the Seventh Primordial Substance, while this one only had the level of the Fourth Primordial Substance!

"Thank you for your help..." The thin black mist rolled again, and a somewhat weak voice came from within: "Let me reintroduce myself, I am Tias von Sotos, Speaker of the Green Banyan Council!"

The surrounding aura became even colder and more profound... an inexplicable will was awakening from within the coffin...

A cold voice devoid of the slightest emotion rang out.

Aaron did not need a Horse Lantern and walked directly into the tomb chamber.

This 'Evil Spirit' looked at Aaron, and his expression suddenly changed drastically: "Your appearance... is very similar to that ancestor!"

Crack!

Tap-tap!

Under its envelopment, those zombie-like attendants immediately collapsed, turning into real corpses.

"Naturally, there are none in the secular world; there is only one painting, which was drawn by the founding Empress of the Fabri Dynasty—Lady Jinni herself, and it had Extraordinary effects added to it, allowing it to be preserved to this day, and it has always been held by our Diji!"

From the darkness came various sounds of footsteps and bodies touching and rubbing.

He spat out a word in the Spirit World Language.

Crack!

"It is not poor, but rather your Ritual has not been completely finished; you did not die thoroughly enough, and those Living Corpses are the best proof."

Even the pitch-black mist was being constantly boiled and evaporated...

Aaron pointed at those fallen corpses.

"Welcome, descendant of Sotos!"

Seeing this, Aaron frowned: "These are... burial objects? Already dead, yet not dead completely? Otherwise, what should be welcoming me enthusiastically should be a group of spirits."

He believed that every Sotos Bloodline would be willing to sacrifice their own life for that ancestor!

Seeing this, Aaron frowned; he didn't even need to chant an incantation, just a thought, and pure white, bright radiance emerged around his body.

Tias turned into a gust of wind and flew into another tomb chamber; not long after, he returned to the original spot, rolling up an oil painting: "Look..."

"Oh?"

The iron locks on the door opened one by one from top to bottom, appearing very orderly.

"Open!"

Under the flickering candlelight, two rows of 'Living Corpses' lined up to welcome him, some with traces of rot still on their cheeks.

On the platform, one could see a coffin placed there.

Nearby, there were also pale-cheeked maids lighting the candle holders on the walls.

He pondered for a moment before speaking slowly: "I also don't know why, perhaps it is bloodline atavism? Perhaps I am a secret descendant of that existence?"

He curled his lips, revealing a bitter smile: "I apologize for my previous behavior; my state is very poor..."

"Heh!"

Cracks appeared on Aaron's face, within which golden-red magma seemed to flow, and in the flowing magma, it was full of various mysterious symbols and distorted signs...

Aaron touched his own face: "Wasn't it said that that ancestor did not leave behind a single portrait or sculpture?"

"It is possible!" Tias nodded with a solemn face.

"Ah!"

Boom!

A pure white, illusory sun rose directly from within the main tomb chamber.

After passing through a corridor that was not very long, Aaron arrived at the main tomb chamber.

Step-step!

This basement was very large; after being renovated, the walls were engraved with various carvings and incantations of the 'Underworld' phase.

While he was thinking, the Living Corpses had already lined up in two neat rows, bowing respectfully and making a gesture of invitation.

Tias also guessed this possibility, but did not say it explicitly.

At this moment, Aaron was like a refined version of the original Green Forest Earl; the small flaws on his face had all been corrected, his features were harmonious and soft, increasingly tending toward "perfection"—this was the external manifestation of the "Perfect Person"!

Tias, within the black mist, let out a shriek, and one could vaguely see a mutilated and hideously mutated soul body.

Of course, although the person in the painting was very similar to him, there were still some differences.

Black mist surged from the coffin, and from the black mist, a humanoid silhouette gradually emerged; one of its pair of purple eyes was devoid of emotion, while the other was filled with malice!

As if stimulated by it, the attendants lined up on both sides all raised their heads, and hideous granulation tissue squirmed on their skin...

Aaron took the oil painting and saw that the oil painting used Sotos Castle as the background, with a tall and heroic young man standing in the foreground; he had jet-black, slightly curly hair, and his eyes were like the purest purple gemstones.

"Ahem... this oil painting is not bad, I will keep it for now."

Aaron had no intention of returning the painting at all, and looked at Tias: "Now... we should consider how to solve your problem."

(End of this chapter)