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  Ling Hao was more than a dozen zhang away, but he heard every word spoken behind him without missing a single one.

  He couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

  Ancient ethnic groups, these people's imagination is really rich.

  But let them guess each other, as long as it doesn't harm me.

  A few minutes later, Ling Hao suddenly stopped and gazed at a vacant lot in front of him, his brow furrowed.

  In front of him, hundreds of coffins were placed horizontally and vertically, cast in bronze, with intricate carvings and strange patterns.

  These copper coffins are exquisite and thick, but they are not several hundred or thousand years old. At most, they can be seen as only a few decades old at a glance.

  The copper green on top is newer and has no rust!

  "So many bronze coffins?"

  Behind him, everyone stared at the shocking scene in front of them, feeling a chill run from their toes to the top of their heads.

  Coffins, they have seen them.

  But the bronze coffin symbolizes ancient and grandeur.

  So many copper coffins, if it's not an ancient tomb, what is it?

  In ancient times, they had good luck when they were young.

  "Ling Hao, what's inside these copper coffins?"

  Han Yexiang's expression was tense, facing the copper coffin a kind of overwhelming pressure made her pale neck sweat.

  Hong Ziyi and others were all like this.

  Ling Hao looked around, his face solemn: "Let's retreat for now. These copper coffins are a bit strange, and there might be corpse puppets."

  "Corpse?"

  Without needing any explanation, a group of young people, none of whom were over twenty, all instinctively shrunk their necks, and some who were afraid retreated backwards.

  Corpse, puppet!

  These things aren't hard to understand.

  "Ling Hao, isn't this where the legendary zombies are? The ones that wear Qing dynasty official robes, have stiff bodies and suck human blood?"

  Han Ye's hands were clasped together in front of her chest, and she felt a numbness on her scalp.

  They are warriors, no doubt, but thinking about it, there's a good chance that the zombies from TV shows that can't be killed by knives or guns will appear, and my heart still has some fear.

  Hundreds of copper coffins, how many terrifying zombies are there?

  Ling Hao shook his head and said calmly, "It's not a zombie. What they call a zombie is just a way of carrying corpses. It's just a legend. In fact, their bodies have all been hollowed out, leaving only a skin bag hung on a bamboo pole."

  "And before us was a corpse, an extremely evil technique that uses the body of a martial artist and infuses it with various metals from the heavenly spirit to the lower dantian, then uses secret methods to refine it for 49 years before it can be successfully refined."

  "These copper coffins are their incubators, just like a human womb."

  Ling Hao had seen this kind of corpse puppet on the Tianlong Continent before, and it was very difficult to deal with.

  Knives and guns can't penetrate, it's a small matter, those powerful undead can even withstand spells.

  "What, it took over 40 years to refine successfully, then who is the master of this mausoleum?"

  Upon hearing this, the three disciples present were shocked and looked as if they had been struck by lightning.

  These corpses were much older than they should have been.

  Moreover, with metal casting, it can be imagined how high the intensity of these zombies would be.

  "Master Ling, will these things come out?"

  Hong Ziyi's face was pale with a hint of frost, and she asked cautiously.

  If over a hundred coffins were really disturbed by them and over a hundred corpses appeared, wouldn't they be dead for sure?

  Ling stones, treasures, and magical instruments are all worthless compared to one's life.

  "If no one deliberately lets them out, they cannot come out."

  "A zombie wanting to revive needs a large amount of spirit stones to nourish it, look at the center of the coffin to see if there is a bright and shiny stone, that's the spirit stone."

  Ling Hao pointed at the nearest copper coffin.

  As expected, there was a recess on one side of the copper coffin, in which a fist-sized stone was inserted, like jade, crystal clear.

  "That's the lowest grade of spirit stone. The master of this tomb must have obtained the method to refine corpse puppets, but couldn't find higher-grade spirit stones and had to settle for inferior ones. It's not easy to nurture a corpse puppet with low-grade spirit stones."

  "We arrived just in time, for if the corpse were to truly come back to life one day, it would surely unleash a great disaster."

  Ling Hao stood with his hands behind his back, walking calmly towards the copper coffin. He said somewhat worriedly: "This is obviously not a tomb for a cultivator, but rather a site for a corpse puppet built by an evil person on purpose."

  "Huh?"

  Ling Hao's words fell, and Han Yexiang's beautiful eyebrows furrowed: "In other words, these corpse puppets were refined by an evil martial artist, and he hasn't died yet. He just used the tomb to cover up the truth?"

  "How long would it take to cast so many bronze coffins?"

  "These are minor issues, what I'm worried about is how someone could have such great power, just over a hundred warriors would be enough to cause a global sensation."

  Hong Ziyi looked at those copper coffins with concern, her heart trembling with fear.

  Ling Hao let out a light sigh, and both Hong Ziyi and Han Yesong's words had hit the nail on the head.

  Hundreds of bronze coffins, worth a lot, probably no less than hundreds of billions of investment.

  The cultivator of Corpse Marionette should have at least Earthly Homicide Realm strength.

  The stronger a warrior is, the more powerful the corpse puppet refined from him will be.

  Ling Hao's gaze swept over the hundreds of copper coffins, and he found that among them were eighteen extremely exquisite coffins, which already had a faintly discernible aura of coldness.

  That breath, will certainly not be weaker than a martial artist at the 4th or 5th layer of the Yuan Shen realm.

  In the center of the eighteen coffins, there was another iron coffin. On one side, there were four spirit stones the size of fingernails.

  That's worth more than a mid-grade spirit stone, one of which can offset the value of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

  Converting it, everything here is absolutely invaluable.

  It can be imagined how great the power behind the owner of the tomb is.

  At this time, even Ling Huan was shocked a little.

  Even in the Tianlong Continent, someone who can wield such a powerful brush stroke is definitely from a mid-tier power.

  However, most of the evil cults on the Tianlong continent have been destroyed, and only a few are hidden in the deep mountains.

  "Western Region Demon Sect, Ling Hao, is it them?"

  Suddenly, Han Yexiang thought of that demonic cultist from back then.

  Western Evil Sect!

  Ling Hao shook his head calmly and continued, "It's not them. Refining a Corpse Marionette requires the refiner to have cultivation at the Tribulation Crossing realm themselves. Looking around the country, how many people can reach the Tribulation Crossing realm?"

  Rise!

  Ling Hao's mind stirred, and with a slap on the copper coffin, a spirit stone "popped" out and shot into his hand.

  The fist-sized spirit stone was crystal clear, but there were quite a few impurities within.

  "The spiritual energy inside the Ling Stone is already very scarce, and this copper coffin only has a few decades left. To be able to gather so many Ling Stones, it seems that the forces behind this tomb are not simple."

  "Ling Daoshi, if these corpses in the copper coffins are really successfully refined, will they really bring about a great disaster?"

  Han Yexiang asked cautiously, and after saying this sentence, she felt a bit silly herself. Could Ling Hao's words be false?

  Upon hearing this, Ling Hao's gaze swept across Han Yexiang's face and immediately pointed to the eighteen copper coffins: "If I'm not mistaken, each of the eighteen corpses in these copper coffins possesses the strength of a Yuan Shen realm peak."

  "And in the central coffin, there should be a corpse of a Da Neng who has crossed the tribulation."

  Ling Hao's words were light and casual.

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