The strange scene made everyone feel shuddered and shuddered.

"Can this tomb sect be lowered?" Jin Jiuling asked.

"Of course, the mechanism is right next to it." Elder Emei replied, pointing to the stone wall on the left side of the tomb gate.

There is a winch on the stone wall, without any concealment. After all, this is the back mountain of Emei, a tomb built for the head of his family. It is sacred and solemn, not those shameful secret rooms.

At this moment, there was a sword inserted on the winch, which made the winch unable to rotate and the tomb door naturally could not be lowered.

Looking at the sword again, isn’t it the sword of Dugu Yihe’s head?

Dugu Yihe's burnt corpse was so shocking and too eye-catching that everyone only noticed the lost sword now.

Seeing the objects and thinking of others, the Emei Sect’s disciple couldn’t help but recall the glory of the past when the head of the sect held this sword.

Now with Dugu Yihe's death, the Emei Sect will probably not have such glory in the future, and even its original reputation will be hit. In severe cases, its current status in the martial arts world may be lost.

Thinking of this, the Emei Elder stepped forward with a sad expression and took back the head's sword.

Jin Jiuling stretched out his hand and turned the winch, and the tomb door fell down with a "boom".

The surface of the polished tomb door is now full of scratches, and it is not difficult to see that it is a sword mark. It matches Dugu Yihe's sword and it coincides with it. The sword marks are covered with blood. The bloody scratches are combined together, and they are two big characters:

--Li Yang!

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