Qin Xuan immediately retreated a few steps, a look of realization flashing across his face.
He had been observing the other party from over ten zhang away, which was already very cautious.
But even so, he was still discovered by the other party.
"Not good, the Blood Corpse inside here has sentience."
Qin Xuan gasped, transmitting his voice to Han Ye.
"And the sentience is very high, much higher than those low-Rank Blood Corpses in the Blood River!"
He was about to leave this place of trouble.
"Thump!"
Just then, a loud noise came from the iron door of that cave.
It was as if something was forcefully pounding on the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door.
"Damn it, this thing wants to break out!"
Qin Xuan retreated a few steps, a little nervous.
The Blood Corpse behind this Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door, merely sensing the Kun Peng aura, wanted to rush out from inside.
"The thing inside is even more terrifying than I imagined!"
However, this Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door was also more secure than Qin Xuan had imagined.
Although the Blood Corpse inside pounded it many times, it still couldn't break open the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door.
This made Qin Xuan slightly relieved.
This Blood Corpse was not afraid of the Kun Peng aura; if it rushed out, it would be a problem.
Now it seems it can't rush out, which is truly good news!
Under his Heavy Pupils observation, he could see that after repeated unsuccessful attempts to break out, the Blood Corpse inside also lost patience and began to roar furiously.
When this Blood Corpse started roaring, the Blood Corpses in other surrounding caves also began to roar loudly.
Some Blood Corpses were pounding on the iron door, trying to break through the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door.
Although some Blood Corpses did not pound on the Cold Iron Door, they bit the door forcefully.
However, the person who built these caves clearly anticipated that the Blood Corpses inside might riot.
Therefore, these Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Doors were incredibly secure; even if the Blood Corpses tried their best to break out, they couldn't.
"These Blood Corpses all have sentience; it seems they are different from the Blood Corpses in the Blood River, smarter than them."
Little White emerged, rubbing his head with his small tiger paw, contemplating.
Thinking of this, Qin Xuan's heart stirred.
If he were to clash with some terrifying existences in Ghost Mountain.
Perhaps he could find a way to release these Blood Corpses.
These Blood Corpses would likely attack the mysterious existences in Ghost Mountain.
"This is using a tiger to devour a wolf, a last resort!"
"Go, unless it's a last resort, don't try to open these Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Doors!"
Han Ye urged Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan immediately tapped his toes, moving to the side.
As he passed by these caves, the wailing of the Blood Corpses inside the caves continuously came, and for a time, the entire mountain belly was filled with wailing sounds.
"How can there be so many caves, so many Blood Corpses?"
Qin Xuan frowned and pondered as he moved forward.
"Could it be that someone is plotting some conspiracy, preparing to release the Blood Corpses for battle when needed?"
Han Ye speculated.
He always felt that these Blood Corpses should be the Ghost Mountain Master's pawns for dealing with enemies.
However, Qin Xuan did not think so.
"If they were for dealing with enemies, there would be no need to imprison these Blood Corpses like this."
"Moreover, the sentience of the Blood Corpses is a bit too high!"
The more Qin Xuan looked, the more he felt that these Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Doors were like prisons, locking up these Blood Corpses inside.
These Blood Corpses all had sentience, and their sentience far surpassed that of the Blood Corpses in the Blood River outside; they were almost no different from ordinary people.
"In my opinion, it should be that the Ghost Mountain Master imprisoned some enemies inside, but for various reasons, these enemies turned into Blood Corpses, yet their sentience remained, which is why these Blood Corpses appear so intelligent!"
Qin Xuan told Han Ye his thoughts.
Han Ye was also a bit hesitant.
"Then, should we try to see if we can open this Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door and release one or two to ask?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Xuan shook his head.
"Improper. We don't know whether these Blood Corpses are friends or foes yet. What if, even though these people have a grudge against the Ghost Mountain Master, they turn against us once we release them? That would be troublesome."
"An enemy's enemy is not necessarily a friend!"
"It's better to wait until we truly encounter an intractable enemy; then releasing them might produce miraculous effects."
Hearing this, Han Ye thought for a moment and also felt it made sense, so he said no more.
Qin Xuan's gaze swept over these Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Doors.
At this moment, the entire mountain mansion was filled with such dense caves, seemingly thousands of them.
If every cave held such a Blood Corpse, then there would be thousands of powerful Blood Corpses inside these caves.
"Thump!"
Just then, a huge sound came from a Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door ahead.
Qin Xuan looked over and saw that the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door had actually been smashed with a deep palm print.
There was more than one palm print on this Cold Iron Door; next to this palm print, the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door seemed to have been forcefully pounded many times and had already started to twist and deform.
A formidable person must be imprisoned here.
To be able to strike the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door like this, even a Blood Corpse could be called formidable.
Qin Xuan's Heavy Pupils looked over, and he was slightly stunned.
Behind this Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door was not a Blood Corpse, but a gaunt old man.
The old man's hands and feet were all chained to the four walls of the cave with cold iron chains, unable to move.
And at this moment, the old man was just continuously struggling to raise his hands, using Spiritual Qi to create a palm print on the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door.
This old man's strength is simply too powerful!
Qin Xuan secretly praised, merely using Spiritual Qi to create a palm print on this Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door.
How abundant must this person's Spiritual Qi be!
ten thousand year cold iron is one of the specialties of the Northern Plains; to shake it into this state, the strength must be at least in the Death Yuan Realm.
Thinking of this, Qin Xuan was again shocked.
Who could imprison a Death Yuan Realm expert here?
How strong is this Ghost Mountain Master!
"As expected of the Five Great 絕地 in the Eastern Domain, the more I think about it, the more I feel I won't be able to leave alive!"
Qin Xuan looked at the surrounding caves.
In this area, these caves no longer contained Blood Corpses; instead, they held such powerful individuals.
Looking around, there were nearly a thousand such caves in this vicinity.
This meant that in these nearly a thousand caves, there were all such powerful individuals.
Their strength was even greater than that of Blood Corpses.
And here, there are probably many such powerful individuals!
If he could release all of them...
Qin Xuan suddenly felt a bit more confident.
If these people were to act together, even the Ghost Mountain Master would be terrified.
This was undoubtedly good news for Qin Xuan!
