CHAPTER 318: CHAPTER 250: FORBIDDEN DEMON FAMILY

If every member of the Shen Family had such longevity, how could the Shen Family decline?

Shen Wang developed some doubts, but sadly there was no one to answer him.

"Dad, are you okay?" Xue’Er asked with concern.

"Nothing’s wrong, Xue’Er, you helped your old man discover something good."

Shen Wang patted his daughter’s head. If the system changed his fate, then his daughter was the child girl who brought treasures and cultivation techniques.

"As long as dad is okay."

Xue’Er showed an innocent smile, pondering in her heart, "How could there be Longevity Wood here? Could the Shen Family be related to that clan? If so, then the Upper Realm of this world is likely in the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits, not the Celestial Profound Realm where I am from, so ascending would not require fear of those old enemies."

"Xue’Er, you are attentive, helping your old man find treasures. If you want any rewards, you can tell dad."

Shen Wang felt embarrassed about constantly taking the benefits his daughter brought and thought he should reciprocate a little.

"Dad, can I have the family’s advanced cultivation technique?"

Xue’Er asked, wanting to confirm some of her speculations through the cultivation technique.

"Of course, no problem. Our family’s cultivation technique is called the Longevity Technique. Once we go back, dad will teach you to cultivate it."

Shen Wang didn’t consider this much of a reward, as cultivation techniques could be taught repeatedly and weren’t especially precious,

"Thank you, dad."

Xue’Er said happily. With the cultivation technique, she might confirm her speculations and also cover up future problems with her Foundation Establishment technique.

"You little girl, others ask for big treasures, and you ask for this?"

Shen Wang pinched his daughter’s cheek, showing his immense affection.

He looked at the now-ruined ancestral hall and discovered a problem:

The giant bones he had excavated back then weren’t left here.

Did Yun Xuanting take them away?

He pondered for a moment and said, "Since there are no memorial tablets to worship here, you all go inside and rest. I’ll take a walk nearby and then leave."

Once everyone went inside, Shen Wang stepped out of the ancestral hall, glanced at the runes on the wall, and plunged into the dark fog.

Outside it was bright and warm, the inside of the dark fog was entirely different; the light was dim as if he had entered the night.

Waves of damp coldness surged in. Shen Wang was unaffected, but an ordinary person couldn’t endure it.

He released fire attribute mana around him, dispelling the coldness in the dark fog.

Shen Wang’s thoughts delved into the dark fog, consuming a lot more of his telekinesis, thus limiting it to a ten-zhang radius around him.

By gauging the strength of the nearby dark fog, Shen Wang determined the fog came from the back mountain area. An ancient bronze lamp appeared in his hand, lighting a path, not too fast nor too slow, towards the back mountain.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind inexplicably appeared around him. Shen Wang casually cast two fireballs, shattering the whirlwind, with a scream emerging.

"Is this a demon cave or a ghost cave?"

Shen Wang mumbled, quickening his pace. Mounds appeared around him, ghostly flames flickered unpredictably on the grave mounds, making the slopes in the dark fog even more eerie and creepy.

"Creak, creak."

There was a sound of nails scratching against stone slabs. Shen Wang saw a person standing before a gravestone, noticed his movements, turned around exposing an ugly face, screeched, and jumped over.

It was a zombie, mindless enough to make a move against Shen Wang,

Boom!

A huge fireball engulfed it, illuminating more grotesque, fang-faced creatures ahead. A hundred pairs of green glowing eyes were suddenly looking at him.

In the next moment, over a hundred monsters charged at Shen Wang.

"All zombies."

Shen Wang looked at the mound, releasing a fire ring, burning all approaching zombies immediately into flying ash.

This was a suppression of power; Shen Wang’s strength far surpassed these zombies, making it their futile struggle, like moths to a flame.

Shen Wang ignored these small fry, mumbling, "These are all transformations of nearby creatures. Strange, why haven’t the buried people turned into corpses?"

This was something he had been puzzled about all along.

The Shen Family consistently buried people here, claiming it was the ancestral command.

The key point was there was no cremation.

Nearby people transformed into zombies, but he never saw Shen Family members do so.

Frowning, he came to a mound and said, "Pardon me, I need to see what’s going on."

Shen Wang said, drew a long sword, and struck the ground, his mana transforming into a large hand, opening the mound, revealing a coffin.

In the firelight, only a withered skeleton remained inside the coffin.

Shen Wang’s eyes flickered slightly, moving the skeleton aside and discovering tree roots penetrating the bottom of the coffin, with some roots entwining with the skeleton.

Shen Wang lookeed up in surprise at the barren mound.

Where were the trees here?

With doubts, he quickly opened several mounds, and it was the same condition inside the coffins, all skeletons penetrated by tree roots.

Thinking of something, he observed the entire mound, faintly spotting tree roots spanning the entire mountain.

He attempted to touch the roots, and the seemingly lifeless roots suddenly came alive, trying to burrow into his body.

Shen Wang’s expression changed, avoiding the tree roots.

"Could these roots be related to the sapling I absorbed in the ancestral hall?"

Ignoring the ordinary evil spirits and zombies, he quickly reached a deeper part where black fog like ink continuously spurted out from an opening.

The firelight around Shen Wang was engulfed by the black fog, as if he was being swallowed by darkness.

Cold winds blew out from the cave, carrying sounds of ghostly wails and wolf howls.

Shen Wang looked at it, suddenly pulling out a cat from his bosom.

He shook it and said, "Stop sleeping, time for work."

The little cat opened its eyes and meowed, "What’s the matter now!"

"Aren’t you a Netherworld Spirit Cat? This place is perfect for your investigation."

Shen Wang pointed to the black hole in front, knowing that whether a former Demon Emperor or a Yin attribute being, bringing it along would be just right.