Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

"It seems that the city is not as empty as it appears on the surface."

The screams and exclamations outside the palace walls were clearly not from the warriors who had entered the palace fighting amongst themselves, but rather from being frightened by something unexpected.

As Yan Guang watched the increasingly violent movements of the mummified corpse, he couldn't help but take several steps back, gripping his sword tightly, his gaze constantly shifting between the mummified corpse and Jiang Yuchuan.

"Young Master Jiang, this is not the time to worry about others. You need to think of a solution quickly: whether we should stay or leave!"

"Leave? Why leave?"

Jiang Yuchuan took a few more steps forward, getting closer to the mummified corpse.

Yan Guang was so shocked by Jiang Yuchuan's bold move that his heart trembled. "If we leave it here, how are we going to deal with this dried corpse in front of us? Even I, a Daoist, have never touched such a filthy thing in all my years of life!"

Jiang Yuchuan smiled and comforted him, "It's just a moving corpse, nothing that's so scary!"

As he spoke, Jiang Yuchuan, under Yan Guang's dumbfounded gaze, stretched out his finger and pointed at the back of the mummified corpse.

When Jiang Yuchuan's fingertips touched the withered and emaciated skin of the mummified corpse, the corpse suddenly froze and became completely still.

Before Yan Guang could even ask a question, the mummified corpse, which had been quiet for a moment, suddenly went berserk. Its limbs became incredibly agile, and it abruptly turned around and pounced on Jiang Yuchuan.

"—Oh no! Mr. Jiang, run!"

Yan Guang was instantly terrified by the riotous mummified corpses and broke out in a cold sweat. He instinctively took a big step forward, ready to grab Jiang Yuchuan's sleeve and run outside.

Unexpectedly, before his hand could reach Jiang Yuchuan, I saw a beam of blue light emanate from Jiang Yuchuan's fingertips, shooting straight into the mummified corpse's forehead.

After being struck by the blue light, the mummified corpse immediately stopped biting and staggered backward in an extremely strange posture.

Yan Guang stood rooted to the spot, staring blankly as the mummified corpse made one movement after another that was completely incongruous with the human body. It felt as if the movement of the mummified corpse was not controlled by him, but by something else.

And indeed, things turned out exactly as Yan Guang had guessed.

As it retreated to the wall, the constantly writhing mummified corpse finally exhausted all its strength and slumped down against the wall.

Just as the mummified corpse returned to its lifeless state, one after another, jet-black, round beetles began to pour out of the corpse's mouth, nostrils, and ears.

Because it was too dark all around, Yan Guang didn't have time to see what the beetles that crawled out of the mummified corpse looked like.

After thousands of black beetles emerged from the mummified corpse, they did not attack Jiang Yuchuan and Yan Guang. Instead, they quickly burrowed into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This...this mummified corpse was actually controlled by those insects?"

Yan Guang stared in shock at the motionless mummified corpse.

He had lived for decades, and this was the first time Han Shi had ever seen an insect that could control the movements of the dead. However, compared to the mummified corpses acting on their own and attacking people, this outcome, while still terrifying, was much more acceptable.

"good."

Jiang Yuchuan nodded and said, "These insects must be feeding on corpses. Having been sealed underground for so long, they must have already eaten everything edible on the corpses. Out of desperation, they have resorted to hibernation and feigning death to prolong their lives. Our intrusion is nothing short of a feast for these insects that have been starving for thousands of years, which is why they manipulated the mummified corpses to attack us."

Yan Guang said thoughtfully, "If that's the case, then these guys must have been the ones who attacked the group outside."

As if he had thought of something, Yan Guang's expression immediately tightened, and he began to vigilantly observe his surroundings.

"Let's go."

Jiang Yuchuan knew what Yan Guang was wary of, but he didn't care. After saying a few words, he returned to the original path and continued walking in.

"Wait for me, Young Master Jiang."

Yan Guang immediately drew his sword and chased after Jiang Yuchuan.

Who knows if there are other mummies or other monsters crawling around in these dark houses? He dared not leave Jiang Yuchuan's side for even a moment.

The two walked for about fifteen minutes, and apart from the occasional faint screams and sounds of fighting in the distance, they could not hear any other sounds.

Along the way, Jiang Yuchuan and Yan Guang passed by countless buildings and houses, but they didn't see even a single mummified corpse.

Although he had traveled such a long distance safely, Yan Guang's unease and anxiety did not subside; on the contrary, they grew stronger.

He felt that the current eerie calm was like the calm before a storm, and that perhaps something even more terrifying and dangerous awaited them if they went any deeper.

Out of concern for his own safety, Yan Guang had tried several times to remind and persuade Jiang Yuchuan, but each time the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

Looking back on everything she and Jiang Yuchuan had gone through, no matter what dangers they faced, he always seemed calm and at ease, as if no danger or difficulty posed a threat to him, and he could anticipate any potential danger in advance.

This made it impossible for him to gauge Jiang Yuchuan's true strength.

Recalling how easily Jiang Yuchuan had dealt with a mummified corpse controlled by insects, Yan Guang chose to remain silent and continue following Jiang Yuchuan.

After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, the two finally arrived at the largest and most magnificent hall in the entire palace.

But Jiang Yuchuan did not immediately step forward, push open the tightly closed palace door and enter. Instead, he stopped a dozen feet away from the main hall.

Seeing Jiang Yuchuan stop, Yan Guang naturally stopped as well, walked to Jiang Yuchuan's side, and looked at the tightly closed palace door.

"Young Master Jiang, why have you stopped? Is there some danger here?"

"It's not dangerous." Jiang Yuchuan casually picked up a pebble from the ground. "I just don't want to damage what's inside when I take action later."

"Do it!"

Yan Guang instantly grasped the key words, his expression turned serious, and he immediately prepared for battle.

Jiang Yuchuan glanced at Yan Guang, who was already in a fighting stance, and slightly curled the corners of his lips. The next moment, he flicked the pebble in his hand with his finger.

The pebble shot straight toward the closed palace door, making a crisp sound.

Seeing this, Yan Guang couldn't help but swallow.

Soon, rustling sounds came from inside the once quiet hall. Then, a large group of desiccated corpses burst out of the door, waving their withered arms like madmen, and rushed towards Yan Guang and Jiang Yuchuan.