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

"In addition, 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 rushed 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, both of them 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.

"This fog is weird."

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 Almighty Cemetery?"

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 to be 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, my memory, all kinds of skills, including all the treasures of immortal grass, will be yours." The statue said slowly.

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


Chapter completed!