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In the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang arrived in front of the building.

“It’s a tomb.” The black Scarlet Heaven Sword inspected the building.

The stone tablet: “…”

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Ever since it was renamed “Tyrannical Song’s Tombstone” by Netherworld Black White, it seemed to be constantly encountering things related to tombs.

“It looks new.” Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and gently touched the ancient tomb.

Overall, it looked like it was newly built.

The size of the tomb was not very large. It was basically composed of a grave mound and a gravestone.

On the gravestone were engraved many complicated characters. Song Shuhang could not recognize any of them.

It was not the language of the ancient era

Song Shuhang asked, “Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword, Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet, do either of you recognize these words?”

“Nope,” said the black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword.

The stone tablet said, “This script… looks familiar. However, I can’t read it. When I was created by my master, he used the language of the ancient era and another self-created script. This script should have been used by my master when he was young.”

The master it mentioned was naturally Wielder of the Will White.

What a pity. If I could contact Senior White Two at this time, I would be able to learn what’s written on the gravestone, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

The stone tablet moved and bumped the tomb lightly. “The tomb was built… no more than a year ago!”

It was unknown how it had reached such a conclusion, but it did anyway.

Song Shuhang reminded them, “The time in this world doesn’t flow according to the law of common sense.”

Everyone had felt it previously. When the sand slipped through Senior White’s fingers, the whole world seemed to have come alive.

According to the information left to the stone tablet by Wielder of the Will White, this world was unaffected by time or space; it was an independent world in the truest sense of the word.

Perhaps before Senior White came in, time wasn’t even flowing.

Song Shuhang asked the stone tablet, “Does this handwriting look like Senior White’s?”

The stone tablet nodded and said, “It’s somewhat similar, but the one I’m referring to is my master, White. This script is somewhat similar to his handwriting.”

“If this is really Senior White’s handwriting, maybe I know whose tomb this is,” said Song Shuhang as he stared at the stone tablet.

Senior White Two had written some words on the stone tablet not too long ago.

Song Shuhang compared the two handwritings.

Although the characters were different, the handwriting looked similar.

The stone tablet: “…”

It felt embarrassed when Song Shuhang stared at it like that.

Song Shuhang said, “I suppose that this gravestone was really set up by Senior White.”

This was, after all, Senior White’s hometown.

According to the main world’s Senior White’s memory, the tomb should contain the remains of the young man in green robes, the person who beat up Shuhang repeatedly in the illusory reality.

In the memory of the main world’s Senior White, the young man in green robes died eventually.

Song Shuhang muttered, “The young man in green robes riding a white horse…”

“Do you want to open this tomb and have a look?” the black Scarlet Heaven Sword asked. It was just performing its duty as an inner demon, enticing Song Shuhang to do something “interesting.”

“After opening it, I might be tempted to go in.” Song Shuhang smiled slightly. He saw right through the temptation of Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword. “I don’t want Senior White to come here to cut the grass on my grave on this day next year. ”

He then lowered his head to look at the dazzling sand below.

The desert right now may have become the embodiment of Senior White, so this was not a death that he would seek.

Song “Not Learning from Senior Thrice Reckless” Shuhang.

Moreover, if this was really a gravestone and tomb that Senior White himself erected, Song Shuhang would not dare to meddle with it even if there were no traps.

Whoever dug up the place would die!

After he finished speaking, he brought his palms together and bowed to the grave. “Senior, although you beat me up many times in the illusory reality, I don’t really mind it. Moreover, in Senior White Two’s memory, you were Senior White Two, so please forgive me for what I’m about to do…”

Song Shuhang suddenly wondered about the end of his former(?) mortal enemy, Young Master Hai. If one day, Young Master Hai died quietly and was buried, perhaps Shuhang would visit and sweep his grave…

Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet asked, “Do you want to dance on the grave?”

“How could that be? Do you think I’m that kind of person?” Song Shuhang asked. After paying his respects, he stepped d toward the stone tablet, stretched out his hand, and placed it against it.

Song Shuhang said softly, “I used the secret appraisal technique on the desert before, and I don’t know how much damage my main body has suffered. So this time, I need to be careful. If the price of the appraisal is too high, I need to stop immediately.”

After all, only the head and shoulders of his main body were left, and the amount of blood that he had in store was limited. If the price of the appraisal was too high, he might just end up spewing out his brains.

He had to be careful.

Song Shuhang activated the secret appraisal technique. This time, he remained cautious throughout the entire process, strictly paying attention to the price he had to pay.

Fortunately, the price of the appraisal this time was very small.

The level of pain was about the same as the Expert’s Appraisal.

This degree of pain was within an acceptable range for Song Shuhang. He could now fully bear the pain of the Expert’s Appraisal even while fighting.

The information from the appraisal quickly reached his mind.

[Nameless Grave. The name of the owner of this gravestone is no longer remembered and has been erased. The stele was erected by White himself, but there is nothing inside the tomb.]

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[Open the tomb, and you will see an empty coffin. Lie in it; maybe you will have unexpected gains.]

Song Shuhang: “…”

What, now even the secret appraisal technique is trying to trick me into lying in it?

Your tricks won’t work on me!

This is a tomb erected by Senior White himself.

I, Song Shuhang, the first Sage in a thousand years, do not want to die or do something like gravedigging!

The value of life is something that I know better than anyone else.

To be alive… and to be happier than anyone else is my goal this month!

With that said, Song Shuhang’s body slowly sank into the sand.

He was currently in the form of a primordial soul, and he could phase through things. As long as there were no restrictions or defenses left in the tomb, he could sneak in.

But just in case, when he was sneaking in, his other hand held the stone tablet firmly. The stone tablet was now in its spirit form, and it could also phase through things.

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Also, he could activate the ?Divine Weapon Appraisal? and use the black Scarlet Heaven Sword as coordinates should he ever need to escape.

If the situation was not right, they could escape directly to where Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword was.

The infiltration process went smoothly, and they did not meet with any obstructions.

As expected, there was only an empty coffin in the tomb.

Song Shuhang carefully peeked into the coffin after some thought.