Chapter 26 Complete Corpse Seeking Collection

  As I watched him weakly collapse to the ground, I hastily bent down to support him. Just as I was bending down, however, I discovered that these coffins were actually suspended in mid-air, with the bottom of the coffins about half an arm's length away from the ground.

  There's no time to think about why the coffin can float in the air now, the faint footsteps behind me are getting closer and clearer, I quickly put ** under the coffin, and I also followed into the bottom of the coffin.

  Those faint footsteps were getting closer and clearer, the stone room was originally quiet without any sound, now only the footsteps could be heard wandering in the stone room, my heart was stuck in my throat, it would be a lie to say I wasn't afraid, **the shocking wounds on my body were enough to represent how terrifying the owner of those footsteps was.**

  Suddenly, the footsteps stopped abruptly. Had he left? Thinking of this, I turned around to take a look behind me. What I saw in front of me was a pair of shoes covered with fresh blood.

  This pair of shoes covered in fresh blood is enough to represent the owner's ferocity. When I saw these shoes, my first reaction was that I had already been discovered. It's better for me to resist here than to be slaughtered on the spot, so I immediately crawled out from below and left ** behind on the spot.

  I had just crawled out, and immediately turned over to move away from that thing. My gaze was fixed tightly on it, and only after a closer look did I realize that it was actually a person. If one were to judge solely by the shoes covered in fresh blood, they would definitely think he was an extremely evil and ugly monster. But now, looking at him, he appeared to be a young man with a clear and handsome face, seemingly around our age.

  That young man was wearing a white linen garment, but the white linen garment had also been dyed crimson with blood. The pungent smell of blood mixed with his delicate and handsome appearance, which made me think of the phrase "fatal bookworm" at once.

  Before I could think much, the young man with a face without expression, not even blinking his eyes, came towards me. My tense spirit did not relax, and I hastily dodged to the side. The young man's hands grasped but missed me, then swung again to grab at me.

  As the young man's tense arm came at me again, I hastily swung my sword to stab his arms. "Sorry," I muttered to myself, for no one could possibly withstand this sharp treasure sword with their flesh and blood. The moment the ancient sword touched the young man's arms, a clear and crisp 'ting' sound was heard, but there was no bloody scene as I had expected.

  Looking at this scene, my head was numb. The sword that could cut through iron like mud and the arm made of flesh and blood collided, but it seemed as if two swords of the same quality were just intersecting? What concept is this? Is it a golden bell and an iron shirt? No! That's just an old trick to fool children, there's no way to collide with a sword that can cut through iron like mud.

  The young man was also visibly shaken by my ancient sword and took two steps back before rushing towards me again.

  Damn it, how can I go head-to-head with this ghost thing? Just because he's not hurt doesn't mean my sword is invincible. Seeing the young man pounce at me again, I hastily dodged and ran into a group of coffins to hide from him.

  "Can't you just stop? What deep hatred do we have? Do you have to chase us like this?" I shouted at the young man.

  But my idea was completely wrong. The young man couldn't understand or hear what I said at all, and he just kept attacking me without damaging these stone coffins in the slightest.

  There's no time to study why this young man didn't destroy the stone coffin, speed, I'm not even close to that young man, strength is also slightly inferior, for a moment I have no way to deal with him at all, this is completely not something a human can resist.

  Looking at the young man who kept attacking me, it was as if he wasn't acting on his own will. His eyes were dull and lifeless, with no spark in them, and his face was deathly pale to the point of being frightening. However, his body was perfectly intact and normal, just like a regular person. When I clashed swords with him earlier, his arm felt like an iron block - no, it was even harder than that. There wasn't a single hint on his body that could prove he was human.

  Could it be that the young man in front of me is a dead person? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. If this were really a dead person, then I would have fallen into their trap. To encounter such a thing on my first attempt at inverting, anyone would consider themselves unlucky.

  He raised the ancient sword and stabbed it at the young man in front of the coffin, but to my surprise, there was not a single wound on his body.

  "My god, this definitely isn't human. Grandfather once told me that although humans can strengthen their bodies, it's impossible to strengthen them to this extent. Only the bodies of the dead can be strengthened to this extent. And there is only one kind of being that can strengthen its body to this extent: a complete corpse."