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Chapter 812 The Fall of the King!

Shi Hao took a deep breath and strode towards the cauldron.

The bones around him creaked and groaned beneath his feet, sounding particularly jarring in the deathly darkness.

These remains all bore the marks of time; some had weathered into powder, while others still retained their complete form.

However, Shi Hao noticed that some of the corpses here remained intact even after countless ages, with faint runes still visible on their skin, radiating an eerie aura. This showed how powerful these beings were in life, at least at the level of a sect leader or higher, and perhaps even supreme level experts.

"Did all these people... die on this ship?"

A chill ran through Shi Hao's heart.

His steps became more cautious, but his gaze never left the stone cauldron.

As Shi Hao approached, he noticed that wisps of gray mist were beginning to emerge from the cracks in the stone cauldron.

The fog was extremely thin, yet it carried a familiar feeling that sent chills down his spine.

Suddenly, Shi Hao stopped in his tracks.

He stared at the giant cauldron for a moment, then his pupils suddenly contracted.

Because he sensed that the aura emanating from the giant cauldron was exactly the same as the smog that appeared when those strange creatures appeared before, absolutely from the same source.

"How is this possible..."

Shi Hao murmured softly, his voice a little hoarse. He felt his heart racing and a strong sense of unease welling up from the bottom of his heart.

The gray mist emanating from the cracks in the stone cauldron was identical to the aura of the strange creature.

Doesn't that mean that this cauldron has some kind of connection with those strange creatures?

Shi Hao cautiously circled the stone cauldron, muttering incredulously, "Don't tell me the source of the strangeness is inside this cauldron..."

Shi Hao reached out his hand, wanting to get a closer look at the inside of the stone cauldron.

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the cauldron, the stone cauldron suddenly emitted a low hum.

Immediately afterwards, the cauldron trembled violently, and its form instantly transformed into a black stream of light, tearing through the void and disappearing before Shi Hao's eyes.

"stop……"

Shi Hao instinctively chased after him.

His speed was extreme, and the wings of the Kunpeng spread out behind him, like a golden lightning bolt streaking across the darkness, leaving a long tail trail.

However, the stone cauldron was faster than him, and in the blink of an eye, it left him behind.

Shi Hao was unwilling to give up.

He continued his relentless pursuit, traversing dark passages until he finally caught up with the stone cauldron.

wrong.

To be precise, it wasn't that he caught up with the stone cauldron.

Instead, the stone cauldron stopped on its own.

The cauldron paused for a moment in front of a cliff before slowly sinking into the darkness below.

Shi Hao quickly moved closer, his gaze fixed on the abyss below the cliff.

However, that abyss was bottomless and could isolate all other forms of energy.

That cauldron has long since disappeared.

However, Shi Hao could sense that the stone cauldron had sunk to the deepest part of the abyss and merged with some kind of power there.

"Could this... be the entrance to another realm?"

Shi Hao frowned deeply.

He was unwilling to give up like this.

This abyss contains an extremely terrifying power, even more dangerous than the ancient ship itself.

But now that he has caught up with them this far, he has no way out.

Shi Hao took a deep breath, then leaped into the air and flew down into the abyss without hesitation.

The deeper you go into the abyss, the darker it gets, and the air around you grows increasingly cold.

As Shi Hao descended, he cautiously observed his surroundings.

After an unknown amount of time, his feet finally touched the ground.

Shi Hao looked around and found himself in a mysterious space.

There was no darkness here, only a soft light shining through the void, illuminating the entire area.

In the very center of this space, a figure sat cross-legged, motionless like a stone statue.

Shi Hao took a few steps closer and began to carefully identify the figure.

The man was as tall as a mountain, and even when he was sitting cross-legged, he gave people an insurmountable sense of oppression.

He wore tattered armor, covered with deep cracks, as if it had been through countless fierce battles.

The other person's face was extremely blurry, making it impossible to discern the truth, as if shrouded in a thin mist. However, Shi Hao could sense that the person's gaze was fixed on him without any malice.

"This person is...?"

Shi Hao was shaken.

He sensed the person carefully for a moment and finally recognized who it was.

The other party was one of the seven kings guarding the borderlands whom they had seen in the altar scene before.

One of the seven invincible war kings was sitting cross-legged deep in the abyss, sealing the place with his own power.

Shi Hao's gaze swept over the king's body, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The other person's injuries appeared to be extremely serious.

A black sword pierced his shoulder blade, pinning him firmly to the spot; a short spear was embedded in his chest, dripping dark red blood.

Even more seriously, a fragment of a broken tower had pierced his skull, with only half of it protruding, as if it were about to nail him to the ground.

It's hard to imagine what kind of tragic battles this king went through.

His body was almost pierced by various weapons, and each wound was potentially fatal.

Even so, he remained seated cross-legged, his hands forming a mudra, and with his last bit of strength, he set up a seal to completely suppress this abyss.

Shi Hao stood before him, looking at him, and a sense of unprecedented respect welled up in his heart.

This man guarded the borderlands without ever retreating, and even on his deathbed, he used his own body to seal the eerie abyss. Such a great achievement was enough to shake the entire heavens and earth.

But now, nobody knows he did all of this.

Even more tragically, his descendants were called sinful and lowly people, bearing unwarranted infamy generation after generation.

This is such an injustice and a source of such grief and indignation.

"senior……"

Shi Hao's voice suddenly became a little hoarse. He wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know what to say at all.

He remained silent for a long time, and finally could only bow deeply to the man, sighing softly, "Senior, may you rest in peace..."

Shi Hao straightened up, but his gaze lingered on the king for a long time.

He suddenly realized that the blood flowing through his body was also the sinful blood from the mouths of other cultivators.

The golden "sin" character on his forehead is exactly the same as the mark on the forehead of this king.

perhaps……

The king before him was one of his ancestors.

The blood of this king flows in his veins, inheriting the glory buried by time.

If that's the case, does that mean he came back to pay respects to his ancestors?

...(End of this chapter)