The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 450: The Mysterious Cemetery [10,000 Words] (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 450: The Mysterious Cemetery [10,000 Words] (Part 1)

Chapter 450: The Mysterious Cemetery [10,000 Words] (Part 1)

Fang Che felt as if he had collided with something, but his divine perception detected nothing.

This cemetery seemed to prohibit entry.

However, at this very moment, Fang Che clearly felt a metal shard suddenly rise within his divine sea, emitting a blazing white light, and two metal shards stood opposite each other, slowly rotating in the air of his divine sea.

A mysterious energy permeated the air.

The mental force that prohibited entry into the cemetery, upon coming into contact with this energy, suddenly vanished without a trace.

There was no longer any resistance or rejection.

The obstruction in front of Fang Che was swept away.

His right foot, suspended in mid-air, descended involuntarily, and he took a step into the cemetery.

Then, under the mental shock, he instantly knew the name of this cemetery.

Guardian Cemetery.

The word "Guardian" made Fang Che's mind wander.

A cemetery of this scale, just for a guardian team? He slowly ventured deeper.

Using his divine perception, he sensed that beneath his feet... there seemed to be a path.

It extended further into the interior.

In this solemn atmosphere, Fang Che couldn't even think straight.

A question like 'When did the metal shard become two?' flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

He proceeded inward, focusing all his attention.

This cemetery had already captured his full attention.

With his cultivation, he flew through the cemetery, the space seemed boundless, its size unknown.

He didn't know how long he had been in the cemetery or how far he had ventured.

Finally, Fang Che's divine perception detected a massive tombs.

One tomb stood before him, and behind it, a cluster of tombs, like a general leading his troops into battle.

Using his divine perception, he observed the tomb in front of him.

A massive tomb.

There was no tombstone.

Only a statue stood before the tomb.

It was a statue of a giant wolf.

Although he couldn't see the color of the wolf, Fang Che intuitively felt that its fur was definitely silver-white, and its entire body was free of any stray hairs.

The giant wolf stood tall, its eyes fixed on the horizon, its mouth open, its mane dancing in the wind as if it were running wildly.

A mental force lingered around it, indicating its identity.

"First Squad Leader of the Guardian Team, Roaring Sky Silver Wolf King. Led the First Squad of thirty-six Silver Wolf Guards in a collective battle to their deaths in the Sky Realm."

Fang Che sensed this mental force.

Within this force, clear emotions were present.

There was grief, sadness, and anger.

Fang Che could clearly sense it, as if an old general, long experienced in battle, was erecting a monument for his fallen subordinates.

Those were the emotions.

Somewhat similar to how he felt after Tang Zheng's death.

Fang Che couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In front of the Roaring Sky Silver Wolf King's tomb, a bright white light glowed, and the genius-level heavenly materials and earthly treasures within were even more radiant."

"Silver Wolf Captain, although I don't know who you are or what achievements you've made, the deceased deserve my respect. I bow to you."

"Also, the genius-level treasure in front of your tomb, I have a use for it. I'll take it with me. Please forgive any disrespect."

Fang Che bowed three times.

He prayed sincerely.

The mental force, after finishing its introduction, no longer appeared but lingered in the air.

Even when Fang Che started to dig with his sword, there was no sign of resistance.

Instead, there was a strange feeling of 'letting it happen.'

"Perhaps this is my self-deception... but, truly, I feel this way."

Fang Che felt strange himself.

He dug carefully, as if afraid of disturbing the resting Roaring Sky Silver Wolf King.

Soon, he unearthed something. It was a plant he had seen and eaten before, but this one was slightly larger and of higher quality.

The flesh had a noticeable jade-like appearance.

Held in his hand, it already possessed the silver wolf's features, resembling a newborn little silver wolf cub, eyes not yet open.

It was a spiritual herb! With roots and leaves intact.

Fang Che immediately collected it.

In his heart, he knew this was the true top-tier genius-level treasure.

However, in the cemetery's oppressive atmosphere, he didn't feel much joy.

Fang Che returned the soil to its original state and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your generosity, Silver Wolf King."

He continued forward.

In front of him were tombs like a continuous mountain range, graves of the Silver Wolf Guards. Fang Che counted them, and he estimated he had walked for two hours.

Then, he sensed the second massive tomb.

Using his divine perception, he scanned the tomb.

"Second Squad Leader of the Guardian Team, Flying Heaven White Tiger King; Led the Second Squad of White Tiger Guards to their collective deaths in the Sky Realm."

Fang Che observed the White Tiger King's appearance carefully with his divine power and felt a strange connection to the white tiger he had seen with Yan Beihan.

Except the little white tiger didn't have wings...

Wait!

Fang Che remembered that the big tiger had wings when it appeared later, which he had witnessed.

In other words... they were of the same race.

Fang Che guessed in his heart.

In front of the Flying Heaven White Tiger King's tomb, a bright white light flickered, and there was a genius-level treasure.

After paying his respects, Fang Che dug and found a living, newborn white tiger cub.

But after unearthing this herb, before he could put it into his spatial ring, it disappeared.

Fang Che was stunned.

He scanned with his Divine Perception and saw a white light shining on the ground. This treasure herb had actually returned to the earth!

"What the... You can actually run back? Can you move on your own?"

Fang Che was amazed.

What a strange phenomenon.

He dug once more, but this time, the herb had changed its position and moved to the other side.

Fang Che stopped digging.

He furrowed his brows.

After a while, he seemed to be deep in thought and decided not to dig up this White Tiger treasure herb.

Instead, he moved on.

Time passed quietly.

The atmosphere ahead became even more solemn and heavy.

It seemed like he had reached the main burial ground.

It was a vast expanse of graves that seemed to stretch endlessly towards the horizon.

In the center stood a massive statue of a flying bear.

"The leader of the guard, Golden Winged Flying Bear King, led the entire three thousand guards to their deaths in the Kong Miao Star Domain."

The graves of the flying bears stretched endlessly, but there was no white light shining from them.

Clearly, no treasure herbs were growing here.

For some reason, Fang Che felt a sense of heaviness in his heart.

The continuous graves were like a silent guard, already assembled, seemingly ready to fight at any moment.

"I don't know what you are, or what you did. But... The fact that you all died together tells me there was no betrayal, no escape, no fear of death."

"Powerful warriors, loyal guards. I respect you!"

Fang Che caressed the statue of the Golden Winged Flying Bear King and spoke softly.

The statue remained silent and still.

"These graves were probably built by your king or superior. That's admirable."

Fang Che said sincerely, "Rest in peace!"

The Nether Mist surged.

Like waves upon waves, it suddenly began to flow, like clouds in the sky, passing through the endless sky.

The waves crashed and surged endlessly.

Fang Che continued to move forward.

He was surprised to find another massive statue, and even more so when he realized it was a human figure.

It was a woman.

Though just a statue, her robes fluttered gracefully, and her ethereal beauty was captivating. Just by scanning it with his Divine Perception, he could sense her boundless charm and unparalleled elegance.

"Vermilion Bird Venerable, died in battle in the Kong Miao Star Domain."

Fang Che wanted to take a closer look, but the Vermilion Bird statue emitted a force that prevented him from approaching.

Behind this statue were countless more graves and statues.

However, Fang Che could only go this far.

He couldn't venture any deeper.

Fang Che took two steps back and expanded his Divine Perception to observe the area within his range.

He then noticed flickers of white light around the cemetery.

It was... numerous treasure herbs.

Near the Shadow Energy Barrier, they were scattered in an orderly fashion.

Fang Che looked at the vast burial ground with some reluctance, knowing that after entering, he had seen countless twinkling stars, which were actually all treasure herbs.

Yet, he was not allowed to harvest them.

When he got close, they disappeared, and when he backed away, they began to flicker again, taunting him.

Fang Che decided to give up and instead harvest the herbs near the Shadow Energy Barrier.

After three consecutive herbs, Fang Che realized that these treasure herbs didn't even have guardian beasts.

They were completely safe.

However, all three were a peculiar type of ginseng with black leaves and white roots, and their bodies were entirely black, giving them a jade-like quality.

Each herb was massive, resembling large pieces of top-grade ink jade.

Fang Che happily dug them up.

He spent several days digging around the cemetery's barrier.

He never once looked up.

Just then, outside...

Feng Yun and Yan Bei Han had arrived and discovered the cemetery.

However, they were blocked by a thousand li force field, unable to take a single step forward. They could only sense the heavy atmosphere and solemn ambiance but couldn't perceive what lay ahead.

They couldn't advance even an inch.

All they could do was sigh in frustration.

"What's ahead?"

Yan Bei Han flew into the sky, her brows furrowed as she gazed at the dimly lit area filled with swirling Shadow Energy.

For some reason, she had a strange feeling.

Throughout their journey, no matter how hard she searched, she couldn't find Fang Che, and she was certain he was inside.

But she couldn't enter.

Yan Bei Han's heart grew anxious.

Her feelings were complicated.

Earlier, she couldn't quite understand her own heart, so she left Fang Che's side.

But after leaving, she wanted to see him again, yet she dared not approach him.

When she didn't see him, she missed him deeply.

Over nine years, they had faced countless life-threatening crises. Yan Bei Han had saved Fang Che from the brink of death several times, and he had also risked his life to rescue her from dire situations.

Once, a giant python had swallowed half of Yan Bei Han, and Fang Che fought desperately to pull her out of the python's mouth, carrying her to safety.

That time, even with the Cloud Pill, Yan Bei Han remained unconscious for seven days.

When she finally woke up, the first thing she saw was Fang Che, unkempt with a seven-day beard.

Her anxious gaze immediately shifted to the side, but the feeling of relief was evident.

Her eyes returned to their usual calmness.

The two had never mentioned life-saving gratitude during their time together.

They also never spoke of it.

Instead, they bickered with each other time and again.

When they first entered the Yin Yang Realm, Fang Che and Yan Bei Han's conversations were casual, and they even joked about each other's appearance.

But as time passed and they grew more familiar, their conversations became more serious and formal.

Even though they were together, the two of them hardly spoke. When they did, it was with a forced, official-like warmth.

"Dinner's ready, come and eat."

"That strange bird you had was really strong."

"Yes, I could barely keep up with it."

"..."

Both of them felt like a volcano was simmering within the other, but they suppressed it fiercely.

Even the usual jokes were off-limits now.

Because they were both afraid. Afraid that if one of them cracked a joke, the other might respond. If that window to their hearts were opened...

If that happened, there would be no turning back for either of them.

Yan Bei Han would be emotionally devastated, and Fang Che, regardless of his status as a Guardian or his identity as the Night Demon of the Only Righteous Sect, was completely incompatible with Yan Bei Han.

If their relationship were exposed, the Night Demon would be dead a hundred times over.

Yan Bei Han knew her situation. If her grandfather found out she had fallen for the Night Demon, even with his great influence, he would be killed without a doubt.

Anyone around her could crush the Night Demon to dust.

And they would do it, even if it meant hunting him down. All they needed was a location.

For example, if they knew the Night Demon was on White Cloud Continent...

Then, not even an ant on that continent would survive.

They would wipe it off the face of the earth.

Who are you? What is your status? You, who is about to marry the First Princess of the Only Righteous Sect? If this were to happen, wouldn't everyone, except for the nine Vice Sect Leaders and Sun Xia Yang, even the ancient demon lords, have to call you 'Father-in-Law'? Not to mention the younger generations.

As for Yan Nan, it would be a complete loss of face.

His most beloved and favored granddaughter had been wooed away by a lowly member of a subordinate sect.

If his identity were exposed in the future, and he turned out to be a Guardian spy...

How would Yan Nan face the world then? So, Yan Bei Han had no choice but to leave.

And from then on, she would bury these feelings deep within her heart.

Yan Bei Han was a million percent certain: As long as I stay away from the Night Demon... As long as we don't meet, I can slowly forget.

After all... it was just a trial in the Yin Yang Realm.

The time wasn't short.

But compared to the long years, it was nothing! Eventually, I can erase this person's shadow from my heart!

Today, my heart stirs, but in the future, I will be as cold as ice, high above, like a moon in the sky, looking down upon you in the mortal world!

But after leaving, she couldn't help but want to sneak back and take a peek.

She reassured herself.

She would watch from afar, and he wouldn't even know she was there.

There would be no verbal exchange, but... she found herself in increasing pain.

At this moment, standing outside the cemetery, Yan Bei Han was like a solitary figure against the wind, her heart fluttering and lost, not knowing where to go.

Even she herself became confused.

...

Inside, Fang Che was having the time of his life.

And within the dense, unimaginable dark and death energy, Jin Jiao Jiao was in bliss.

In the distance, Dong Yun Yu flew towards them, crashing and bashing through.

"I am Feng Yun of the Only Righteous Sect! Hand over your Spatial Ring, or I'll send Sun Xia Yang to destroy your entire sect!" His voice was arrogant and domineering, filled with the haughtiness of a second-day leader.

He was truly acting like a badass!

Feng Yun, who was deep in thought, suddenly froze, his nose almost crooked with anger.

Damn it... I've been encountering this everywhere I go. As soon as I introduce myself, I'm swarmed. In such a short time, everyone who entered became my enemy, except for Yan Bei Han. I only took a few people? Now I understand!

Hearing that bastard imitate my voice so perfectly, it's uncanny.

Even that 'Only Righteous Sect's air of treating lives like grass' is so spot-on.

Feng Yun didn't hesitate, flying towards the source.

Bang, bang...

In the darkness, Dong Yun Yu immediately realized he had found the real deal.

Suddenly, his legs went limp, and he fled. Then, using Jiang Bi Huang's voice, he said, "Feng Yun! How dare you attack me! Heaven Palace disciples, form the array!"

Clang, clang, clang...

In the darkness, all Heaven Palace disciples drew their swords, the loud ringing guiding their positions, and the sword array formed instantly.

Jiang Bi Huang was anxious, shouting, "Brother, are you okay?"

Jiang Bi Huang roared, "Who dares impersonate me?"

In the distance, Dong Yun Yu, still using Jiang Bi Huang's voice, said with surprise, "That person is impersonating me... Brothers, be careful! In this darkness, be on guard!"

Instantly, the situation became chaotic.

Yin Yunxiao led the Underworld disciples, watching the spectacle with great interest.

Suddenly, a voice filled with sinister laughter came from the distance, "Lan Xin Xue, you're a loose woman, a harlot! I, Yin Yunxiao, officially announce that I'm divorcing you!"

Yin Yunxiao shouted, "Who dares impersonate me?"

Dong Yun Yu, with sinister laughter, said, "A despicable person dares to impersonate the Holy Son... Brothers, let's kill him!"

The Underworld disciples were filled with doubt and confusion.

(End of Chapter)

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