Chapter 233 Side Story - Map (1/2)

Yan Yu pressed down on the black rock with one hand, his knuckles tightening, and the veins on his arm throbbed slightly.

He didn't even bend over.

With just his arm strength, he lifted that huge rock, which required several people to hug, off the ground and casually tossed it several meters away.

"boom!"

A loud bang followed, and dust exploded.

Where the boulder landed, the ground cracked like a spiderweb.

Beneath the rock, a curled-up mummified corpse was revealed.

His clothes had rotted into ash, clinging tightly to his decaying bones, as if all the essence of his life had been squeezed dry and absorbed by this land.

That extremely contorted dying posture silently spoke of the immense pain he had endured.

Only a withered skeletal hand still tightly gripped a dusty storage bag, embodying its last vestige of resentment.

"Squeak!"

Little White circled the storage bag anxiously, its dark purple eyes wide open, pointing at the bag with its mithril-like little paws and calling out urgently to Ruan Tang.

Undoubtedly, this is what attracted it.

Yan Yu instantly spread his mental energy to confirm that there were no energy traps on the corpse and the storage bag.

He bent down and easily took the storage bag from the stiff finger bones, handing it to Ruan Tang.

A musty, stale smell wafted over.

Ruan Tang took the bag, and a wisp of water elemental energy overflowed from her fingertips.

She tapped the opening of the bag lightly.

A faint layer of protective light flashed and then shattered.

Too lazy to empty the contents, she directly probed inside with her divine sense.

The next second, her beautiful brows furrowed.

A few pieces of spirit stones that had lost all their spiritual energy, a few rusty and broken magical artifacts, and several empty medicine bottles.

It's all garbage.

That's it?

Ruan Tang was a little disappointed, and her little mouth unconsciously pouted slightly.

Little White sniffed the bag opening with its nose, then suddenly let out a tremendous sneeze.

Its face was full of disgust as it turned and walked away, even its fluffy tail drooping down.

These junk pieces aren't even worthy of being used as toys.

"etc."

Yan Yu's deep voice rang out.

His gaze did not linger on the trash, but returned to the skeleton, focusing on the twisted ribs.

Something seems to be hidden there.

He walked over and probed through the pile of decaying clothes and ashes, his fingertips touching a cold, hard, thin sheet.

He took the thing out.

It is a jade slip.

It was covered in dried blood and grime; had he not been so observant, this thing would probably have been buried here forever along with the skeleton.

Yan Yu flicked his finger, and an invisible burst of energy swept across, instantly removing the grime from the jade slip.

He handed the jade slip to Ruan Tang.

Ruan Tang took it and, following her memory, placed the cool jade slip on her smooth forehead.

Divine sense probed in.

boom!

A massive, chaotic torrent of memories, filled with violence and despair, savagely rushed into her mind!

"Black Wind Abyss... my opportunity... was just a little short..."

A man's dying, unwilling roar resounded deep within her soul.

In an instant, darkness enveloped everything before my eyes.

Countless pairs of green eyes lit up in the darkness, and blurry black shadows rushed towards us!

The excruciating pain of having her soul torn apart sent a shiver through Ruan Tang's body.

Before he died, the cultivator poured all his senses and emotions into the jade slip, leaving behind not a single complete sentence before being completely devoured by the demon beast.

Ruan Tang's face instantly drained of all color.

She bit her lower lip hard, enduring the piercing pain from the depths of her soul, and forcibly stripped away the chaotic emotional garbage.

After a while, her eyelashes fluttered, she opened her eyes, and let out a long breath.

She looked up at Yan Yu.

Their eyes met.

The Daoist contract imprinted deep within the soul activates on its own.

The fragmented images, incomplete maps, and images of monsters that Ruan Tang had just experienced, as well as the world called "Eastern Moon Continent"... all the information transformed into a silent torrent, clearly emerging in his mind.