Chapter 418 - 209: Desolate Snow on the Mountain! Joyful Arrival in the City, Father! (Seeking Subscription)_2
Upon closer inspection, it was a corpse! No, more than one!
Looking around, she found she was standing atop a Burial Ground, surrounded by dead white arms reaching for the sky!
It was like lifting a stone and seeing hundreds of centipedes beneath it; or uncovering layers of ice blankets only to find blocks of "cruel meat jelly" beneath!
Her scalp tingled instantly.
"This!"
Song Yinghan couldn’t find words to describe her feelings. After a breath frozen in shock, she shot skyward, abruptly sensing countless enemies around her—what a terrifying force of intimidation!
"Whew!"
Panting heavily, snowflakes landing one by one on her hair, she looked around. After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Song Yinghan realized her instincts were mistaken. The sight triggered a reflex, prompting her to flee rather than an actual threat to her life—there were no enemies trying to kill her!
"What have I found here?!"
Song Yinghan fixed her trembling gaze on the ground. It was an unremarkable hilltop, with sparse trees around it, and a pit dug out, filled with bones.
As Spiritual Qi descended from the sky, she began an archeological-style exploration, using spiritual power to blow away stones and earth, eager to find out just how many corpses lay beneath.
The pit grew ever deeper, yet the end remained unseen. Each layer of earth revealed another layer of bones, packed and pushed together like shredded noodles!
The pit was so deep that Song Yinghan hesitated to continue digging!
"This is more than I can handle alone!"
"More people are needed here!"
"I need help from the Celestial Capital Department, from Yuchi!"
Daring not to linger, Song Yinghan noted the location, donned a mask, consumed an elixir, and sped towards Canglan City as if forced.
Wild deer raised their heads skyward, watching Song Yinghan flee in haste, then turned to a Red-clothed Cultivator slowly appearing nearby.
The Red-clothed Cultivator placed his hand on his head, gently patting himself—it felt quite comforting.
The deer closed its eyes, joining the Cultivator and other deer in observing the scene.
"What happened here?"
Yuchi stood at the edge of the pit.
Frowning, he peered into the dark pit. This was beyond cruelty—it was inhumane. A rough glance suggested there were hundreds of skeletons within just these ten meters, implying countless bones could be hidden beneath the entire mountain.
A simple cemetery is already feared by many, but at least it’s meant for burying bones, and knowing such places exist allows one to avoid them.
However, if someone unknowingly sleeps atop countless bones, discovering it suddenly would likely disturb their tranquility.
"Damn it, it’s like a common horror movie trope—something lurking beneath the bed you dare not glance under, but compared to this, that fear pales; truly here is a formidable foe."
Given the situation, the man’s daughter is definitely no longer alive, likely piled among the pit’s bodies.
This wasn’t accomplished overnight, nor could Canglan City alone account for the missing people, so surely surrounding cities contributed as well—a truly bizarre affair.
"Sigh."
Yuchi could only sigh, casting his gaze around before retrieving an ounce of silver from his sleeve and tossing it into the pit: "Rest in peace; this won’t remain hidden. Canglan City’s surroundings will surely face upheaval."
Yuchi could see the immense darkness lurking behind this; before arriving, he felt no fear, but now, seeing the mountain’s horrors, knew this was beyond his control.
He needed to remain calm, and definitely shouldn’t charge in foolishly—doing so could mean his own demise.
Moreover, such matters can’t be revealed to common people.
Indeed.
Should this stir public outrage, living would become difficult; nights without peaceful sleep fearing they might be seized and buried alive.
"Stay alert to this, keep watch; see what kind of unconscionable person lies behind it."
Yuchi was leaving.
Yinghan still needed attention, perhaps psychological help. Such a sudden trauma, few withstand.
Following Song Yinghan’s path, Yuchi departed the area.
Once he left, the entire pit stared skyward like the eye of an abyss, mutely exuding overwhelming resentment.