Qin Cheng's spiritual consciousness tried it and found that the mist was quite strange, and his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate into it.

The flying boat slowly landed.

"Everyone, the token we gave you contains information about the round trip of this flying boat. If you need it when you leave the Mighty Tomb, you can continue to ride on it." At this time, the monk in charge of the boat said.

"Also, I wish all Taoists good luck."

The person in charge of the boat bowed his hands to everyone and drove the flying boat away.

Everyone's eyes fell on the white mist, with a touch of fire in their expressions.

The great cemetery is right in front of you.

Are there inheritances, magic weapons, or countless treasures inside?

Everyone was extremely excited.

I don’t know who was the first to set off, but just like a flock of birds emerging from the forest, everyone was rushing to fly towards the mist.

Qin Cheng, Liu Meng, and Nie Fenglei were in the same place, and they flew into the white mist together with everyone.

"Why is this mist so thick?"

As soon as he entered the white mist, Qin Cheng felt that he could not see clearly beyond a few meters, and his spiritual consciousness was blocked. He could only rely on his senses to fly towards the center of the white mist.

"Liu Meng and Nie Fenglei have disappeared."

At first, Qin could still see the two of them, but after a while, they also disappeared.

As it continued to go deeper, the white mist became thicker and thicker. Qin Cheng slowly moved downwards, and suddenly a suspended long sword floated over from the white mist.

Qin Cheng frowned and grabbed the long sword in his hand.

This is just an ordinary sword, with a quality similar to that of a sixth-grade spiritual weapon. When the sword is pulled out, the sword's light is cold and there is no bloody smell, and there are no traces of battle.

But who would leave this sword and its scabbard here?

And this thing can actually levitate?

With a thought in his mind, Qin Cheng took out an object at random from the storage space. He threw it out and the object floated in the white mist, like a boat on the water.

"There's something weird about this mist."

Qin Cheng slowed down and moved forward carefully.

The further forward you go, the more items are floating.

There were monks' clothes, veils, and various treasures and accessories, but no one appeared.

"There are no blood stains on these items, and there are no traces of battle. Where did those monks go?"

Qin Cheng frowned slightly and flew another distance.

Suddenly, the white fog dispersed.

Qin Cheng found himself in front of a huge ancient tomb.

After opening the bronze door and walking not far, Qin Cheng came to a hall with a statue inside and various treasures and classics on both sides.

"Is this the Great Tomb?"

Qin Cheng was in a daze. Everyone had worked hard to get the powerful inheritance, but he had found it just like that?

"That's right, junior, this white mist is a test. It will help me select the person who is most suitable to accept my inheritance. And you are very lucky, you are the successor chosen by me."

The statue seemed to sense Qin Cheng's thoughts and actually spoke at this time.

"As long as you accept my inheritance, the memory of this old man, all kinds of skills and techniques, including all the treasures of the immortal grass, will be yours." The statue said slowly.

"As long as you kneel down and worship, you can get everything." Qin Cheng's eyes flashed with a strange color.

"I wonder what you call me, senior?" Qin Cheng said.

"I wish you well. But that is already an extremely old name, and probably not many people know it now." The statue's voice was full of emotion and lamentation.

"Okay, I am dead. What appears in front of you now is just a remnant of my soul before my death. As long as you kneel down and worship, everything I have experienced will be yours." The statue said.

Qin Cheng walked forward and looked at the futon in front of him.

This thing looks like an ordinary thing, nothing special.

But before kneeling down, Qin Cheng suddenly said: "Senior, I came here this time with two friends. I wonder how they are now? They won't be killed by you, right?"

"How could it be possible? I am an immortal, not a demon. Those people were temporarily hypnotized by me because they were not suitable to accept my inheritance. I will not kill anyone," the statue said.

"Okay, don't waste time, kneel down quickly and accept my inheritance."

"Senior, as long as you let me see that they are still alive, I will immediately accept the inheritance." Qin Cheng shook his head.

The statue frowned. He was a little impatient, but finally shook his head helplessly. He stretched out his hand, and suddenly a red light flew in front of Qin Cheng.

"If you hold this thing, you can see where your friend is."

Qin Cheng followed the instructions of the statue and immediately sensed the presence of Liu Meng and Nie Fenglei in the white mist. However, they closed their eyes and floated in the white mist, as if they were asleep.

"Okay, now you're satisfied, accept the inheritance." The statue frowned.

"good."

Qin Cheng put away the red light. Then he smiled, bent down, and knelt down.

Seeing this, the statue finally relaxed. A trace of pride flashed across its eyes.

But at the next moment, Qin Cheng suddenly stopped.

He raised his head, looked at the statue with a half-smile and said: "Senior, I suddenly remembered that I don't know your strength yet. If your cultivation is too poor, what will I do if I accept your inheritance?"

"You are questioning my strength." The statue said solemnly.

"I'm not questioning it, I just want to discuss it with you."

Qin Cheng suddenly drew out his bronze sword and looked at the statue.

"Disrespecting our predecessors, we are arrogant and ignorant." The statue shook its head in disappointment and said, "Go away, you are not my successor."

"Then let's wait until the sparring is over before we leave."

Qin Cheng suddenly flew up and headed straight for the statue.

"Hmph, even a third-level distractor dares to challenge me." The statue snorted coldly and suddenly flew up.

"Let me show you the power of Immortal Lord."

He waved his hand, and suddenly colorful spiritual lights flew out and rushed towards Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng's Hengjian blocked it with a bang.

This brilliance hit the bronze sword, and Qin Cheng flew backwards.

"Hmph, if you dare to take action, I will kill you, this ignorant young man."

After succeeding in one move, the statue's expression became even more arrogant. He kept attacking, and the spiritual energy roared through Qincheng crazily.

The area was shaken and trembling, and Qin Cheng's figure was completely shaken by various spiritual energies and could not be seen.

"Just die."

The statue stopped and took a breath.

"This guy is quite shrewd, but his cultivation is too weak."

He was looking back when he suddenly saw a figure appearing silently behind him at some point, and he was startled.

"You, you're not dead." The statue was a little shocked.

"Senior, your cultivation is too poor. I just cast an illusion and you fell into the trap. I think your cultivation is only around the fifth level of distraction realm." Qin Cheng stared at the statue and smiled.

"I'm just a remnant soul, and it's normal for my cultivation to be low. Okay, I admit that I'm no match for you. But since you're not willing to accept the inheritance, why are you still here?" The statue regained its composure and said calmly.
Chapter completed!