Second Uncle stared at Zhou Qing, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and approval: "Back at the Five Sects Treasure Exchange Gathering, when faced with the rare treasures in the blind boxes, you were able to restrain your desires and knew when to stop."
"Now, in such an unfamiliar environment, not only are you not the slightest bit panicked, but you remain calm and composed, attentive and meticulous. With your talent and disposition, you are certain to achieve greatness in the future, with boundless prospects."
Upon hearing these words, Zhou Qing felt quite embarrassed.
Back then, it wasn’t that I could resist the temptation; it was just that the Daily Reflection only allowed one opportunity.
As for this place, who knows how many times I’ve been here.
Second Uncle, increasingly impressed and fond of Zhou Qing, spoke, and the two of them stepped into the passage together.
Not long after, that familiar yet eerie scene came into view once more, and Zhou Qing’s face finally showed signs of panic.
Although he had great trust in Second Uncle, as the saying goes, the world is unpredictable. What’s more, this time he was here in person, which inevitably made him feel anxious.
Even Second Uncle slightly licked his lips, his expression serious as he solemnly instructed, "Remember, whatever I do, you do the same, and make sure to act quickly. Any delay could lead to great horror."
Hearing this, Zhou Qing nodded repeatedly like a pecking chick, while taking deep breaths to bolster his courage.
"Go!" Second Uncle suddenly shouted. In an instant, Zhou Qing shot out like an arrow from a bow.
Almost simultaneously, the two of them leaped into the Blood River.
"Hurry and..." Before Second Uncle could finish his sentence, he was astonished to see Zhou Qing had already swiftly placed three Dead Crows on his shoulders and head, respectively, and was swimming towards the shore with great ease.
"Damn it—" Second Uncle’s eyes widened in surprise.
Not daring to delay, the two of them climbed ashore almost in unison.
With a sense of urgency, Zhou Qing dashed towards the third coffin.
"You know about this too?" Second Uncle followed closely behind, his face filled with disbelief.
Zhou Qing quickly waved his hand to explain, "I don’t know! I just had an instinct that this was the right thing to do. Uncle, please hurry up."
Knowing that the Corpse Wax Crows would blow his head off if they appeared, and with Second Uncle, a strong expert, present today, all three crows might come out.
"Could it be that in your previous life you were the Tomb Guardian Beast here, knowing even how to open the doors so well?" Second Uncle didn’t have much time to speak, hurriedly using all his strength to push open the coffin lid bit by bit.
Zhou Qing gritted his teeth and quickly ran to the first coffin, using all his strength to push it.
Last time, he couldn’t open it even with Tetanus. Now that he was in the Nascent Soul Realm, he wanted to give it another try.
As usual, there was a creaking sound, but it would take hours to completely open it. Ultimately, he was still too weak.
Just as Zhou Qing prepared to take out Tetanus, that spine-chilling cold swept over him again. His neck stiffened as he slowly turned his head.
Sure enough, from the dark depths across the Blood River, three gigantic Corpse Wax Crows slowly emerged, their cold gaze seemingly capable of penetrating the soul, staring at them intently.
"What are you waiting for? Run!" Second Uncle stretched out his hand, grabbing Zhou Qing, and the two of them jumped into the third coffin just as it had been pushed open.
At the same time, just before the Corpse Wax Crows arrived, the coffin lid slammed shut with a dull thud.
At this moment, Zhou Qing only felt his body falling rapidly, the wind whistling past his ears like ghostly wails.
A pungent smell filled the air, making him almost want to vomit.
He resisted the discomfort, trying hard to open his eyes. The scene below gradually became clearer.
It was a scorching purgatory scene, with endless magma tumbling like a raging sea. Towering volcanoes spewed flames and thick smoke, painting the world a fiery red.
Amidst the magma and volcanoes lay a massive beast skeleton on the ground.
The sheer size of the skeleton was astonishing, with a length of several hundred yards, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.
Judging by the wing bones, it seemed to be the remains of an immensely large crow.
The two figures fell like meteors, crashing to the ground.
Only then did Zhou Qing notice up close that, besides the volcanoes and magma, there were also many ancient ruins scattered around, indicating that a great catastrophe had once occurred here, leaving only these incomplete remnants.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but feel parched.
It was hard to imagine that the third coffin contained such a vast space, almost like a small world.
Soon, Zhou Qing noticed that in this place, although he could barely manipulate his spiritual power, the Power of the Divine Soul was like being sealed by some mysterious force outside, completely unusable.
"Uncle, what is this place?" After calming down slightly, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.
Second Uncle merely smiled, waved his hand, and said, "A tomb, the tomb of an unparalleled expert. Even if I told you, you might not understand now."
Then, he looked at Zhou Qing with a serious and slightly inquisitive expression, and said, "Speaking of which, could you really be a Tomb Guardian Beast? Because those were some skillful moves back there. Anyone else would think you frequent this place."