Chapter 519 - 470: Holy Corpse of the Previous Life
In the land of the starry sky, atop the ancient Third Pyramid Altar, a withered, skinny corpse had been seated in the lotus position, dessicated and bone-thin without a trace of flesh – its hair brittle and yellow, hanging down. Its expression was one of calm, sitting cross-legged as if in deep meditation.
Gazing at the dried-up corpse, Ye Chen’s eyes widened, his mouth agape, staring blankly at the sight before him with an indescribable shock.
Indeed, this was his body, or to be precise, the body from his past life.
Though it was emaciated, even devoid of any flesh, all dried up, no longer the form of full flesh from the past, he could still sense that familiar origin aura – it was his past life.
He vividly remembered that in his former life, he had been consecrated by seven Ancient Great Powers. His flesh had burnt up, his Primordial Spirit had been on fire, everything was set ablaze. He thought himself lucky to have a sliver of his Primordial Spirit escape death, never expecting his body to be preserved, although nearly no flesh remained.
It was quite strange that the corpse from his former life had been preserved, but he couldn’t fathom why.
Yet inexplicably, he sensed a strange feeling, as if, should he wish it, this corpse from a former life could be revived and utilized by him.
This was a mysterious and wonderful sensation, perhaps due to the connection between his former life and this one.
"The so-called treasure is just a corpse?" The Alliance Army’s mighty figures were quite taken aback, never expecting the treasure atop the Third Pyramid Altar to be a corpse that sent chills down one’s spine, truly unsettling.
"No, this is certainly no ordinary corpse; otherwise, it wouldn’t have the qualifications to remain in this place beyond the Heavenly Pass Channel – it must be an extraordinary corpse," the Heroic Masters said, their astonishment turning to interest. Such a peculiar place couldn’t possibly hold anything ordinary.
Moments later, suddenly, the Heroic Masters’ eyes blazed with an intense light, staring fixedly at the emaciated corpse, even more fervent than looking at the egg upon the first altar.