Chapter 350: Sea of Corpses Beneath the Earth (12)

Silver Sand Desert.

The spell ring surged, and the Yuan Su Shi Jie naturally grew restless; a sandstorm was rapidly forming.

Fortunately, the hardened silver sand giant shield was sturdy enough to temporarily keep the dust storm at bay.

Inside the giant shield, Luosen, A Daili, and Nai Li cooperated, swiftly digging a passage toward the deep earth.

The Life Saint could naturally handle this, but their power was too weak.

Their digging was slow and shallow, far inferior to the three true gods backed by high-energy sources.

Wah‑wah‑wah~~~

Under Luosen's super‑giant transformation spell, the silver sand receded on both sides like tides, while A Daili and Nai Li wielded ghost‑resonance staffs to further reinforce the nascent underground tunnel.

Although the two women could not cast super‑giant spells, their power was inexhaustible, their casting speed was not slow, and their work efficiency was high enough to barely keep pace with Luosen.

Beilu Dandi also wanted to help, but she only mastered combat spells and was not adept at digging, so she could only stand by and watch.

Through the three's combined effort, the temporary camp sank into the deep earth at an extremely rapid pace.

About five minutes later, the depth exceeded a thousand meters, and the surrounding spell rings grew considerably stronger.

Although the storm still generated many ripples, the magnitude was far smaller than on the surface.

Luosen asked, "Is it about done?"

A Daili shook her head, "At this depth it's enough for ordinary storms, but handling a super storm would be a stretch; since it's not hard, why not dig deeper in one go?"

That made sense.

Luosen increased his effort, digging down fiercely.

The super‑giant spell's efficiency was so high that, without noticing, he dug another full kilometer down.

At this depth, the spell rings had become extremely strong, capable of withstanding any intensity of spell ring storm.

But Luosen got carried away, didn't worry about the details, and pressed on with a single breath.

As he kept digging, he suddenly found the soil layer was off.

"Huh~ so many white branches? No, they're piles of white bones!"

A Daili, after quickly reinforcing the tunnel's inner wall, said, "Your Majesty, this depth is now safe enough."

She said this while squatting to examine the bones Luosen had unearthed, quickly reaching a preliminary conclusion.

"From the petrification level of the bones, the burial time is at least five thousand years. Wait, these bones also bear scorch marks; they seem to have been burned at extremely high temperatures in life."

Luosen also observed and reached a conclusion similar to A Daili's.

But he, based on the decay of various radioactive isotopes within the bones, derived more precise data.

"The burial time is at least eleven thousand years; they indeed suffered high‑temperature burning, with temperatures estimated between 1800 and 2500 degrees, though the burn duration was short."

Nai Li immediately said, "Legend says the Silver Sand Plain is an ancient battlefield of a lost plane, and the silver sand there is the product of destructive high‑energy spells."

"Could these be battlefield corpses?"

"Very possible!"

Luosen carefully sensed the surface conditions and found the spell ring turbulence had reached a rather terrifying intensity.

At this point, going to the surface would blind the void sight instantly, and the soul would suffer massive shock.

An ordinary person inside would have their soul collapse in under half a minute; even a typical legendary cultivator might not endure half an hour.

Luosen relied on a spell ring shield for hard resistance, but his soul is massive—big trees attract wind—so the shock it endured was naturally great.

This caused the spell ring shield's energy consumption to be extremely high, estimated to exceed 500,000 Luosen per second.

Since there's a safe place to hide, only a fool would confront nature's great power.

But the underground is narrow and dark, just waiting there is extremely boring.

Luosen suggested, "There are many bones here; staying idle does nothing, so why not all do some archaeology together—maybe we'll uncover some treasures."

The suggestion was immediately approved by everyone.

They had come to the lost plane to explore and treasure‑hunt; where else would they look? So the forty split into eight groups of five, each taking a direction, and began digging for archaeology.

At first, everyone dug lightly and cheerfully, taking it easy, but as they kept digging, the atmosphere gradually grew solemn.

"So many white bones!"

"Just from the area we've uncovered, at least three hundred thousand people are buried here!"

"What kind of ancient battlefield could be this horrific?"

A single massive battle with over three hundred thousand casualties is an extremely terrifying notion to ordinary people today.

One hundred thousand people, without resistance, lined up to be slashed with knives, and the cutting lasted a very long time.

Luosen was also greatly surprised.

"The remains include men and women, old and young; they don't look like warriors, more like gathered civilians."

"They seem to have been forced together, then hit by an extremely violent, sudden high‑energy blast, causing almost everyone to die at the same moment."

A terrifying word surfaced in everyone's mind.

"Massacre!"

"A massacre of civilians!"

Shaken, everyone's mind filled with more questions.

Who were the murderers? Why the massacre?

How many were slaughtered?

With these doubts, the group began digging earnestly, becoming increasingly meticulous and deep.

They kept digging and digging, resting when tired, waiting for the external spell ring storm to fully subside, and gradually reconstructed the ancient massacre site.

The total number of corpses exceeds 1.2 million!

Aside from the bones, there were no other fragments to reference.

There were no clothing fragments, precious metal fragments, or even flesh remains; it seemed as if someone had deliberately cleaned them up.

Thus, the doubts were not dispelled but grew even stronger. Just as everyone was shocked by the scale of the ancient slaughter, Luosen suddenly made a new discovery.

"Adela, do you feel it? There's a faint power resonance ahead."

It is a kind of power resonance unique to high-energy elemental bodies.

It is very subtle; one must be a great god, preferably with power reaching level 18, and calm the mind to sense it carefully.

Thus, among the three women with divine bodies, only Adela could possibly have sensed it.

Adela obviously had not noticed.

She walked to Luosen's side, closed her eyes, and carefully felt it.

Luosen also cooperatively stopped casting to reduce interference with her.

After about three minutes, Adela whispered: "It's extremely extremely weak, almost like an illusion; one can easily overlook it."

Luosen's power had been optimized to legendary 19, and with Laifu's assistance, his perception was much sharper than Adela's; he then followed the direction of the power resonance and continued digging forward.

As the digging proceeded, the divine body resonance gradually grew stronger.

"Now it's very obvious." Adela said.

After a while, Beilu Dandi, and even Naili, also felt it.

The four gods with divine bodies began communicating via soul language.

"Could the divine body buried underground be a true god from ancient times?"

"I can sense that the other party is still alive. The question is, if they are still alive, why don't they come out to rebuild the lost ancient civilization?"

"Could they have been severely injured? Or perhaps they are hibernating?"

"There's a problem: we don't know how strong this true god is, nor whether he is good or evil; recklessly contacting him might cause trouble."

That last remark was made by Naili.

Her words were not without reason, so Luosen stopped digging further.

He began to analyze carefully.

"This true god is probably hibernating."

"Based on current knowledge, a true god's power depends extremely on the strength of the ambient magical field. Now the magical field strength is less than eleven rings, so the power at which this true god can stably exist is probably around eleven rings."

"In other words, even if his power is greater than theirs, it is only slightly stronger."

Beilu Dandi said: "Why not keep digging? If there's no malice, we could ask him about the source of the million skeletons."

Adela also agreed to keep digging: "We must dig, but with precautions. Your Majesty, why not summon the Spell Hunters?"

Luosen thought, then shook his head: "Spell Hunters aren't safe; if this guy is a pure ancient civilization true god, he might be able to seize our Spell Hunters."

"How about this: you dig, I'll stand beside you with the Annihilation Lance; if anything goes wrong, I'll defeat him immediately."

Naili nodded in agreement: "Your Majesty, your thoughts are like lightning; this is the safest approach."

Adela and Beilu Dandi also had no objections.

Thus, Adela and Naili were responsible for digging, while Luosen and Beilu Dandi handled any emergencies.

The digging work continued.

As the distance kept closing, the resonance between the divine bodies grew stronger and stronger.

Just as everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit, a deep purple sparkle of starlight suddenly appeared in the soil ahead.

Adela immediately stopped digging, examined the light source closely, and couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

"It seems to be a Spell Hunter, but it appears incomplete, with many cracks on the surface, like the remains of a Spell Hunter."

Luosen immediately granted everyone a Super Giant Soul Sigh Wall, and at the same time took off his high-energy kryptonite cloak, greatly enhancing it with the Super Giant Tempering Technique.

"Everyone, hide behind the cloak, then continue digging."

After everyone had taken cover, they carefully continued digging forward.

The soil rustled down as the Spell Hunter's remains gradually revealed their full form.

"Indeed, these are Spell Hunter remains, buried deep beneath the white bones. Judging by the form, they should have activated protective mode."

In protective mode, the Spell Hunter's hands and feet turn into shields, wrapping around the torso.

"If I'm not mistaken, this true god from ancient times should be hidden inside the Spell Hunter's torso."

Adela took a deep breath and continued digging.

After about three minutes, the protective-mode Spell Hunter's remains were fully revealed.

Its form was curled, its surface covered with web-like cracks; most cracks were very fine, but some were thick enough to insert a finger.

From the shape of the cracks, it likely suffered a tremendously powerful blow in life, such that a single strike completely wrecked it.

Beilu Dandi probed a thick crack with the high-energy kryptonite sword, tried to pry it open, then shook her head.

"Although the crack is thick, it doesn't go all the way through, and the material is extremely hard; it cannot be broken open at all."

Luosen thought: "I'll try using the Annihilation Lance."

He poured power into the lance, condensing a strand of annihilation power as fine as a hair, then used it like an annihilation saw, cutting the Spell Hunter's remains bit by bit.

"Zizzle~~ zizzle~~"

The annihilation power striking the Spell Hunter's remains sparked a blinding arc, making Luosen feel as if he were doing electric welding.

The good news is that annihilation power can destroy the remains, and the efficiency is not bad.

After some cutting, the Spell Hunter's torso was opened with a circular aperture over one meter in diameter.

After opening the aperture, it was just a pitch-black circular hole, with nothing visible inside.

"Hum~"

Naili cast a first-circle light technique, illuminating the interior.

Luosen poked his head in and glanced, then exclaimed in dismay: "Tsk~ how miserable!"

(End of chapter)