Chapter 3: The Fallen Mysterious Strongman

  Thoroughly disappointed, Tang Song didn't even have the desire to take a look at the brocade box anymore. He fell onto the stone bed, his eyes lifeless.

  In this godforsaken place, with no food to eat, he would only have a few more days left to live and would still die of starvation. This was the most terrifying thing for Tang Song.

  It's better to go out and fight against the strong wind and wolves, perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope, rather than starving to death here.

  Moreover, if you want to go out and fight, you have to leave early, while there is still some physical strength left. If you wait a little longer, I'm afraid there won't be any energy left.

  After making up his mind, Tang Song knelt down in front of the skeleton and kowtowed several times. He said loudly: "Senior, although I don't know what your name is or why you fell here. Anyway, we can meet each other which is a fate, so I'll kowtow to you, then I'll take away your box."

  "Although I may never be able to cultivate again, being able to let your box see the light of day is also a meritorious act!"

  After finishing speaking, Tang Song very neatly picked up the box on the stone bed, put it in his arms and turned around to leave.

  Arriving at the corner of the passageway, looking at that long and deep passageway, Tang Song felt a little apprehensive. When he came down, he rolled down and didn't feel anything, but now that he looked at it, this passageway was really long, he had no idea how long it was.

  And on the other side of the exit was actually a cliff, Tang Song scratched his head, it seemed that this geographical location was not quite right!

  "Judging from the direction, the exit at the edge of the cliff should be downstream. Could it be that following the river downstream is still a cliff?" Tang Song muttered to himself for a while.

  Under the faint white light, Tang Song saw that the wall of this passage was dark red in color, seemingly different from the color of the stones inside the stone room.

  "Is this corridor somehow dyed with color?"

  Tang Song's mind was filled with doubts. Logically speaking, this passage should be very long and not see the sky for days due to its dampness, so it's reasonable to have some seaweed or something like that growing here. But now, this passage seems to have been soaked in blood.

  "Hmm, fresh blood?" Tang Song thought of this term and suddenly realized why the passage had become like this. It must have been used by that fallen master in the stone room to hunt for food.

  From this skeleton, it can be seen that this person was absolutely a top-notch master when he was alive.

  He was able to cultivate his bones to be as smooth as jade, and after many years, he still emitted a luster, it can be seen that this person's kung fu has been cultivated to penetrate into the bones.

  It has even reached the point where the bones are not left intact.

  It is said that when one cultivates to the realm of Martial God, their physical body will become indestructible.

  So is the skeleton indestructible, Wu Huang or Wu Emperor realm?

  Tang Song was shocked and lost color. Such a master, unexpectedly fell in this ordinary cave, then how strong would his enemy be when he was alive?

  In the memories of his predecessors, the True Spirit Continent now has the Martial Saint as a legendary figure. And in their Hengyang City, the strongest existence is only a master of the Martial Soul level.

  A being of a higher level than Biwusang, in the eyes of people in Hengyang City, only exists in historical records.

  In the memory of Tang Song's sixteen years, even a strong master like Wu Wang had never descended upon Hengyang City. The strongest existence seemed to be several years ago when an elder from a sect who was at the level of Wu Wang came to Hengyang City.

  That time, the Wugong master came to take on an apprentice.

  It is said that when the great martial artist Wu Wang arrived in Hengyang City, all the famous people of Hengyang City went out to welcome him. The scene was no less grand than an emperor's procession.

  But Tang Song had only heard people say it and hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

  But now, just a moment ago, he actually saw a skeleton that was suspected to be a Martial Emperor, or even a higher level expert.

  How could such a master fall in a place like Hengyang City?

  Tang Song knew a thing or two about the situation in Hengyang City because of his father. Hengyang City was considered to be one of the most remote and desolate places on the True Spirit Continent.

  Even in Anshan State where Hengyang City is located, it was a very marginal existence.

  Of course, in a broader outside world, Tang Song didn't even know what place it was. With his identity and ability, he could only understand some situations within Anshan country.

  But he knew one thing, that was the higher the cultivation base and the stronger the martial artist, they would all leave to go to a place with a better environment for cultivation.

  What on earth had this skeleton gone through when it was still alive that it ended up drifting to such a desolate place?

  Tang Song tightened his grip on the brocade box in his arms, wanting to open it and take a look. Perhaps inside the box, there was an introduction to the skeleton's life before death.

  But his rumbling stomach told him that without more food, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

  Gritting his teeth, Tang Song had no choice but to abandon this tempting idea and continued climbing up the stone wall of the passageway.

  Fortunately, the inclination of this passage is not very large, and some creeping plants have grown on the wall of the passage, so it's not too strenuous to climb.

  Fortunately, there were these plants, otherwise when he fell down, it wouldn't have been so easy.

  Nor did he know how long it had been, Tang Song only remembered that he had stopped to rest three times already.

  Finally, a ray of light can be seen in front, which is the sunlight shining through the dense vegetation. However, this passage has obviously not been used for years, so the exit is covered with vegetation, and if it were not noon now, there would be no sunlight that could shine in.

  As he climbed to the entrance of the passage, Tang Song became even more cautious. That fierce wolf might still be lurking around, or it might not have left at all, and was still guarding the entrance.

  So he must be careful.

  As expected, looking out through the gaps in the vegetation, it was easy to see that the swift wolf was still guarding the surroundings and had not left.

  Tang Song is tragic again.

  This wolf is here, he can't get out, if he can't get out, there's no food, nothing to eat, what's the point of him crawling out with so much difficulty?

  "No way, we have to think of a way to lure this wolf away. Otherwise, either it will crush us or we'll starve to death back in the mountain cave."

  Tang Song's mind quickly turned around, thinking of a way to lure Difei Lang away.

  But soon he lost his enthusiasm, unless he left this cave entrance himself, otherwise it was impossible to lure the Storm Wolf away.

  As long as there is a slight movement in this vegetation cluster, the swift wolf can discover its existence.

  This is a second-order demon beast, and its strength is even stronger than that of a martial artist of the same boundary.

  I'm just a useless person with a broken dantian, how can I fight against such a speedy and famous demon beast?

  Even if his dantian wasn't crippled, with his former strength as a third-grade warrior, he wouldn't be enough for Jifeng Lang to look at.

  Martial artists are divided into nine ranks. Only after cultivating to the ninth rank of Great Perfection can one break through to the realm of Martial Masters, and above that is the realm of Martial Spirits.

  Like a fierce wolf-like monster, even a high-ranking martial artist would not dare say they have the confidence to deal with it.