บท 493: Young Eagles Spread Their Wings

On the ancient bronze mirror of the Sea Corpse Race.

Xu Qing abruptly opened his eyes. His body was in turmoil and his internal organs were in extreme pain.

He felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood that landed on the ancient mirror, turning into droplets that flowed out.

When he lifted his head, Xu Qing's eyes revealed shock.

"That giant formed by countless corpses is… the emperor of the Corpse Forbidden?"

"It was eaten by the existence inside the bronze door."

The image of the golden arm stretching out from the bronze door appeared in Xu Qing's mind. The divine feeling it emitted and the vastness that couldn't be looked at directly caused endless waves in his mind.

He was very clear that the scene he was looking at was the memory of that nonhuman cultivator and not something he looked at directly.