asures at all""Perhaps they never guessed we'd come here.""Let's go. According to the observation card, the energy movement trajectory indicates the core should be in that final room. Once inside, tak...Underwater, an ancient coffin slowly opens.

An elderly man slowly sat up from the coffin.

His skin appeared normal at first glance, but the tattoos on his exposed areas shimmered brightly.

"After so many years, I finally made it!" the old man muttered. "My lifelong dream has come true, and now I can leave this place!"

Only the old man knew it was a tempting trap.

The ancient witch, with Yao's help, killed Xia Geng and then disappeared.

The Ba people sank the body of Xia Geng, the god of summer planting, to the bottom of the river. The ancient shamans reached an agreement to suppress Xia Geng's corpse with a soul-binding nail, so that the curse before Xia Geng would forever slumber.

With the Wuzhi Swamp as its guardian land, it has been passed down through generations. However, within the ancient Witchcraft lineage, some individuals have always coveted divine power. This group of witches who sought the power of Xia Geng naturally faced opposition, but they provoked internal warfare.

After the outbreak of civil war, nearly ten thousand Gu witches died, and the Guardian faction was wiped out.

The victorious witches ultimately touched the corpse of a god, only to regret it too late.

The elder witnessed with his own eyes the terrifying power of the curse spreading. The ancient witches were cursed by Xia Geng, their clansmen dying one after another, unable to ascend to heaven or descend to earth, excluded from the cycle of reincarnation. Those who survived knew they couldn't rely on anyone to break the curse, so they built hanging coffins for themselves and placed them on the cliffs.

Nearly 10,000 peak ancient witches died because of greed!

The old man was once the most powerful shaman, but when the incident happened, he used a secret technique to escape. Though he didn't die, the lingering curse remained deeply etched into his soul, preventing him from leaving this place.

For tens of thousands of years, they were trapped in the Coffin Valley, unable to find freedom. Most spirits dissipated, leaving only empty homes. The river was rising day by day. Even the strongest ancient witch, the elder, gradually lost his power.

Only by obtaining the power of summer cultivation completely can one leave this place. This is the only way.

But he really didn't have the courage to face that terrifying curse, and for tens of thousands of years, he dared not approach Xia Geng's corpse even half a step.

But heaven had mercy, and just as he was about to die, a turn of events finally came!

Even in this cursed land of the Divine Corpse, a boy appeared. His curse still lingered, but its power was dwindling. If he were to become greedy and touch the Divine Heart, the rest of Xia Geng's curse would be unleashed upon him!

You can obtain the power of Xia Geng yourself.

Not only can one leave the suspended coffin, but it is also possible to step onto the path of the shaman god!

The elderly man seemed to have just woken up. He slowly walked towards the shrine, walking on water as if it were nothing.

Take the gold and silver ornaments and carefully put them on.

The gaunt hand, adorned with a silver bracelet, rubbed against the carvings on the coffin wall.

The content on the magnificent suspended coffin wall carvings had long been altered by the old man.

He was specifically led into the water, and not a single word about a curse was mentioned. That boy really fell for it.

In ancient times, humans were never the protagonists of heaven and earth, but they fought hard to become stronger. No one would refuse a divine corpse, even just a lower-ranking god general.

The old man looked at the dilapidated scarecrow in his hand.

Indeed, he is about to reach the divine heart!

After tens of thousands of years of waiting, it turned out to be so smooth. The old man had made a lot of arrangements beforehand, specifically to catch someone and then give them the opportunity to escape, hinting at things indirectly.

He even went so far as to implement thorough protective measures, intending to teach them to those who would follow, to prevent anyone from dying before they could even come into contact with the curse.

This boy is back, so worry-free.

He escaped on his own, and found the divine corpse himself. He even found the divine heart himself.

>Can also be considered as a personal talent.

It's a shame, this person will die from the curse today. Otherwise, they could be refined into a servant to follow me around.

The elder quickly arrived at the scene.

At the bottom of the riverbed, there was a gigantic whirlpool, dark and gloomy. The soul-chilling nail had completely vanished, as if it had been eroded away by divine blood after being damaged.

The old man without hesitation, rushed into the vortex.

As expected!

The boy's hand had already completely melted, and the black qi was spreading at an unimaginable speed. The black qi, as substantial as silk ribbons, tightened around the boy's body, causing deep visible wounds.

The Curse of Summer Planting!

The old man shook his head and didn't look at the young man again.

The dead are beyond saving.

His full attention was focused on the gigantic creature before him!

A talisman paper was firmly pasted onto the giant blood vessel, obstructing the flow of divine blood and forming a cavity.

I have to say, that's a good trick.

The old man nodded, without a word, and slowly walked to the front of the young man.

At this moment, the boy seemed like charcoal, only a small shard melting beside him was still shining.

The old man's breathing quickened, and his mood became extremely excited.

There's only so much time left in this world!

But that's enough, even if it's just this little bit, it's something we yearn for.

The young man shouldered the last of the curse's power. Xia Geng's curse was nearly gone, and he could now withstand it himself.

The old man took a deep breath.

He slowly put the straw man in his mouth, then reached out with his hand.

A surge of rage came over him, and the old man, in pain, bit off the straw man's head.

The straw man's head fell to the ground and immediately melted away.

The elder's whole lower body seemed to melt like mud, but his expression wasn't worry, but ecstasy!

I made it!

The curse of Xia Geng is not limitless. For millennia, the elder has been calculating. He calculated correctly. After cursing the youth to death, he only needs to pay half his body; the other half can be replaced by a straw man to take over.

Because of the injury, the elder's head felt increasingly dizzy, but it didn't matter as long as he woke up, he could take the divine power fragments and leave this ghost place!

Thinking about it, the old man's consciousness became increasingly blurry.

Suddenly, a figure crawled out from below, and the old man was astonished!

Who is this person who is not the burned-out youth

But

How is this possible

The old man struggled to look at the charred corpse beside him.

At that time, I could still sense it, a distinct youthful aura. This was definitely not fake; he couldn't be deceived by such an illusion.

This corpse is real, but how is this possible

The old man looked again carefully.

A strange thing happened. At first glance, it looked like a charred corpse, but when the young man appeared and I looked again, it was just a pile of burned wood!

Is this a scarecrow made of iron and wood

What is going on!

The scene before his eyes was almost enough to drive the old man mad.

At a time of his disarray, the young man quickly walked over, carefully picked up the fragments, and then gave him a meaningful look.

In just an instant, the old man reacted. There was no hope, no matter what, he had failed today.

Anger and hatred surged up.

"Oh!"

!!! Death !!!

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Ignoring the power of the curse, the old man forcefully spat the straw man from his mouth!

Just as the straw man was about to be brought to life, the boy's figure suddenly and eerily vanished!

This time, there's no more sound.

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