Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Chapter 382 - 300: Sky-linking Mountain Stone, Colored Celestial Thunder! (Double-Length)

At first, the two brothers couldn’t stop worrying about Song Changming, reluctant to leave.

It was only after Song Changming repeatedly assured them that he could get away on his own that they decided to retreat.

Once the entire ancient tomb was empty except for Song Changming, he once again pressed his hands onto the coffin lid with force.

Opening this coffin lid was no easy task for him.

It would take at least the Power of Three Dragons, an explosive force of hundreds of thousands of pounds, to open it!

"Open for me!"

The veins on Song Changming’s arms and neck bulged as the coffin lid was slowly moved aside.

A gap appeared and then grew larger.

The imagined corpse inside the coffin did not appear.

"Empty?" Song Changming slackened the lid halfway through and glanced inside.

At first glance, it was completely empty.

There was no corpse and no precious burial items.

This left him somewhat disappointed. After all his effort, this was what he got to see...

He was unwilling to accept it, and pushed his head into the ancient coffin for a more thorough inspection, to see if anything was missed.

But unfortunately, he found nothing.

The ancient coffin was empty and spotless, with not a speck of dust.

"For whom was this coffin prepared? And who left this ancient tomb behind?" Song Changming pondered.

If what the Mountain Ginseng Spirit on his body said was true, the ancient script on the coffin dates back four thousand years, so this ancient tomb and coffin were also likely creations from four thousand years ago.

Whether it was him or the undead corpses that previously guarded this place, they were merely latecomers.

"After more than four thousand years, the master of the ancient tomb should have long been dead..." Song Changming thought to himself.

He found it hard to believe that anyone but himself could live for over four thousand years, such a long and enduring life.

Therefore, this ancient tomb should be a land without a master.

"Since it’s an unclaimed land..."

Just as Song Changming planned to store the entire coffin into his Qiankun Bag, a sudden thought struck him.

"Could there be a hidden compartment?"

He removed the cushion from beneath the ancient coffin, a golden silk cushion made of unknown material that showed no signs of decay or damage even after four thousand years, still as pristine as new.

The wooden surface beneath the cushion was smooth as a mirror, without any grooves or indentations.

Undoubtedly, there wouldn’t be any mechanisms or hidden compartments.

Just when Song Changming thought he was overthinking it, he keenly noticed a hard object on the underside of the raised cushion.

"There’s actually something!"

Song Changming’s spirit was lifted as he tore a slit in the cushion.

A flat, deep gray stone slab fell out.

"It’s a piece of stone..."

The stone was about half the size of a palm, slightly rough, roughly in the shape of a moon wheel.

Upon closer inspection, this stone had multiple fracture lines, as if it was a fragment that broke off from a complete stone.

Song Changming picked up this stone slab and examined it thoroughly.

The appearance of such a stone in a spotless and empty ancient coffin seemed abrupt no matter how one looked at it.

Moreover, this stone slab being stored in the cushion clearly indicated it was deliberately placed there.

"So, what is this?" Song Changming held the stone slab, which appeared no different from an ordinary stone slab.

He rubbed it with his fingers; the surface of the stone slab was rough, and even with some force applied, no stone flakes fell off.

Like the ancient coffin, its composition was an unknown stone material with unimaginable hardness.

"Not an ordinary stone slab..." Song Changming mused.

He had just used spiritual power to search, but did not discover the stone slab’s presence.

Even now, with the stone slab before him, he still used spiritual power to sense it and found that in his spiritual world, the stone slab was still absent.

This situation was a first for him.

This counted as another peculiar feature of the stone slab.

Song Changming instinctively increased the spiritual power covering his palm.

In the Nether Sea, the spirit figure became increasingly focused, releasing a surging spiritual power.

When the spiritual power was strengthened to a certain point, at some moment, the presence of the stone slab finally appeared in his spiritual world.

Buzz!

In the next moment, numerous scenes flashed rapidly before Song Changming’s eyes, like a lantern show, fleeting quickly.

If he hadn’t been focused enough, he wouldn’t have caught this instant of light and shadow.

In the light and shadow, a massive stone appeared.

The stone itself was quite unremarkable, but it stood atop an infinitely high mountain, seemingly touching the sky.

Then he saw countless naked people worshipping the stone, gaining unique abilities among them.

Later, a colorful Thunder Dragon descended from the sky, shattering the stone.

The giant stone shattered to pieces, turning into meteors falling from the peak in all directions.

Countless beings frantically scrambled for these stone fragments.

The intricate light and shadow, layers of overlapping scenes, rushed into Song Changming’s mind, causing a slight disorientation in his brain for a moment.

It wasn’t until he retracted his spiritual power that he realized that the spiritual power in the Nether Sea had been significantly depleted in this brief moment.

Song Changming stared in shock at the stone slab in his hand, taking a deep breath.

"This thing is not ordinary!"

If his guess was correct, this stone slab in his hand was also one of the fragments from the shattered giant stone.

For now, his spiritual power had been over-exhausted, preventing him from seeing any more of the light and shadow.

But no matter the case, this fragment of the giant stone was worth taking back for thorough research.

"Let’s leave this place first." Song Changming stored the stone slab in his Qiankun Bag, ready to depart.

He had already expended a considerable amount of energy battling the undead corpse earlier, and probing the stone slab had been another large drain.

Staying here was unwise; the dense Yin energy alone wouldn’t spare him now that his Qi Blood was overdrawn.

Moreover, he worried more undead corpses might arrive.

Before leaving, Song Changming glanced at the ancient coffin again, considering moving it to store in the Qiankun Bag as well.

However, he found the ancient coffin immovable, as if firmly embedded in the ground.

Seeing this, Song Changming abandoned the thought and left.

In the future, if anyone else dared to enter this ancient tomb and found the Corpse Transformation Technique, more undead corpses might emerge.

But he couldn’t deal with that situation.

"Changming!" Song Changping and Song Chang’an breathed a sigh of relief as they saw their younger brother emerge safely.

"Elder brother, let’s go. This place is not safe for long." Song Changming said.

"Alright!"

With their objective achieved, the three of them immediately flew off without delay.

The entire mountain region grew more sinister and cold due to the dispersing Yin energy from the ancient tomb, causing the nearby flowers and trees to wither and die upon contact with the Yin air, turning the area desolate.

The villagers nearby returned one by one to find their fields destroyed and vegetation wilted, abandoning all hopes before hastily packing up and fleeing.

A young man named A Li gazed silently at the distant mountain area shrouded in Yin energy.

"A Li, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave!" the old village chief shouted.

A Li hesitated for a moment, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, and turned to leave with the old village chief, taking the ox cart with them.

Days later.

The area accumulated more and more Yin energy, attracting many malevolent spirits to reside there.

From afar, it looked like a ghostly realm, very eerie.

Elsewhere, Song Changming and his two companions had already left the Three Thousand Spirit Mountain Territory and returned to Yun Province.

However, Song Changming did not immediately return to the familiar Cui Bai Dao.

Instead, he searched around for renowned scholars in folk academies to help, attempting to fully interpret the Corpse Transformation Technique to avoid his elder brother practicing it wrongly.

As for his military position in Cui Bai Dao, he had taken a long leave of absence.

Typically, such a long leave wouldn’t be approved, but perhaps due to Song Changming’s outstanding military performance over the past year, Xing Tiexin took care of him and granted his request.

Therefore, Song Changming had no worries while traveling this time.

However, the process of translating the technique was not very smooth.

After all, it was written in 4,000-year-old Miao Province script, and few renowned scholars in Yun Province were familiar with it.

Perhaps he had to travel to Miao Province to find a suitable translator, but Miao Province was too far from Yun Province, requiring him to cross several provinces, taking too long, which caused Song Changming some distress.

Inexplicably, he felt that the stone slab in his hand might offer some help.

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