The sudden change was terrifying. Corpses long dead rose from the ground, their withered bones like wood under tattered Daoist robes, while their Purple Gold Crowns were as fragile as paper. They emitted not a trace of decay. Chen Yi knew this was not because of some fairy tale aura or absence of odor.
Rather, it was due to countless years of aging,
for even a piece of preserved vegetable, if aged two thousand years, would eventually dry out.
The so-called incorruptible body is hardly ever truly incorruptible, only mummified into dried meat or dried vegetables, wrapped with the name of an incorruptible body, to mystify those unaware of the truth.
Under the astonished gazes of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Daoists, the eight corpses were already lifted by red threads, instantly forming a familiar Sword Array, and then with a guiding sword, the sword momentum surged in an instant.
"Why aren't you taking action?!"
