Chapter 169: Puppet Sect (1/2)

Chapter 169: Puppet Sect

There was a peerless evil spirit here and this absolutely was a great ominous land.

The complexion of Ye Chuan become strained, and rapidly circulating the three Heaven Swallowing Talismans within his body, he generated power in his tiptoe, retreating back quickly.

Whoosh!

The tail of unknown evil spirit just scraped past the tip of Ye Chuan’s nose, lashing the ground, and big stones within the radius of 10 meters were cracked open. As for the piles of bones of the dead, even more of them broke.

Powerful!

Was this hundred thousand or million-year-old yao beast?

Ye Chuan turned away without the slightest hesitation, and behind him, a furious roar came from the depth of this dark cave, then that terrifying tail slowly shrunk back.

After running away for a good while, the spectacular and terrifying tunnel disappeared among the thick bloodly mist becoming invisible. Only after this, Ye Chuan sighed in relief. Then, reaching out his hand and touching the tip of his nose, his hand was full of blood. Just a moment ago, if his reaction was even a bit slower, then his entire nose would have been crushed.

“Evil Dragon Abyss, Evil Dragon Abyss, could it be that there truly is an infinitely powerful ancient dragon imprisoned deep underground of this place, moreover, more than one?”

Ye Chuan muttered to himself and was somewhat shocked and also had some expectation.

In his previous life, he could conceal the heaven with his hand and showed disdain for Wilderness World, moreover, all the powerful evil spirits or monsters also had no choice but to submit themselves to him. In the Wilderness World, there was nothing he didn’t know. But now, after escaping from God Burial Valley, he discovered this unsolved riddle of Wilderness World, so he was naturally happy. After he was trapped in God Burial Valley for millions upon millions of years, he didn’t know what kinds of changes had occurred in this world when he was absent.

According to the legend, ancient dragons were imprisoned in this Evil Dragon Abyss. Their strength was so powerful that it aroused dread but if he could use Yao Refining Heaven Swallowing Technique to tame this kind of dragon, then wouldn’t he immediately become the unrivaled expert in this world?

Ye Chuan’s greater interest was triggered by Evil Dragon Abyss. And when he was lost in thought, a crisp sound of something breaking came from under his foot. It seemed he had carelessly stepped on and broke the dry twig, but the feeling that came from under his foot didn’t resemble that. Moreover, he indistinctly heard the laughing voice of a child.

“Eh……”

Ye Chuan sobered up, then bending over, he looked, only to indistinctly see a small head which was covered with black hair under his foot. As it turned out, this was the remains of a child. The bloody mist at the bottom of the abyss was very corrosive, but for some unknown reason, although other corpses had already changed into dead bones, but the hair of this child was still not harmed in the slightest.

Ye Chuan found this strange and holding this puppet up in the air with its hair, he carefully examined, then he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

As it turned out, this wasn’t the remains of a child, rather was a small puppet, no wonder it was completely fine even in this bloody mist. The hair of this puppet was black in color, and its eyes were also black but shining. Its nose, ears and mouth were small, and its face was round and chubby, making it appear cute. Its facial features, skin and even that smile, they were very lifelike. He wondered what material was used to make this puppet so as to be able to withstand the corrosion of this bloody mist.

“Such a cute puppet doll, I wonder who left it here. Many years ago, a female disciple had violated the rule of the sect, was she banished here with this puppet doll? Or, when a female disciple was passing by here, she fell down accidentally along with this doll?”

Ye Chuan looked at this puppet doll for a little while and sighed.

This small puppet looked cute, clearly was the treasured object of its owner. But now, after many years, its master had already corroded to dead bones by the bloody mist, and disappeared among the numerous dead bones, but this little puppet was still same as before.

A child’s laughter abruptly resounded again, and the wind chime rang out again, dingling dingling.