Su Xue was thinking when a deafening roar suddenly echoed from the depths of the god's tomb!
"Roar—!!"
With that roar, the entire god's tomb began to shake violently, as if some gargantuan entity deep beneath the earth had rolled over.
Fissures cracked open on the ground, and more black qi gushed out from within.
"Not good!"
Tuoba Feng's expression changed drastically.
He rushed forward, scooped up the mummified corpse of Xiaoyun from the ground, and prepared to flee.
"Run! The thing below can't be suppressed anymore!"
Tuoba Feng's brow was furrowed, his expression frantic with anxiety.
He no longer cared about the seal of the god's tomb, nor was it possible for him to maintain it anyway.
Of the thousands of years of the Grave-keeper clan's heritage, he was now the only one left. He couldn't hold it; he really couldn't hold it anymore.
The divine remains would emerge sooner or later; it was destiny.
But he didn't care if the divine remains emerged, nor did he care if the Western Region would be utterly destroyed; he only wanted to take his daughter and escape.
"Xiaoyun, hold on tight to Father!"
However, after hearing the roar from underground, the mummified corpse in his arms suddenly became incredibly anxious.
She struggled violently, pushing Tuoba Feng away, and then rushed in front of Su Xue and Piao, desperately trying to shove them toward the tomb door.
"Go, hurry and go!"
The mummified corpse's voice was sharp and urgent.
"Father, close the door quickly! The monsters below are coming out!"
"We can't let them out! If they come out, everyone will die!"
Tuoba Feng was pushed back a step, out beyond the range of the tomb door.
He watched the tiny figure standing in the shadows of the doorway, trying to use her thin, weak body to block the endless darkness behind her, his eyes nearly bursting with grief.
"Xiaoyun, what are you doing!"
Tuoba Feng immediately rushed back, grabbing the mummified corpse's arm, trying to drag her out.
"Come with me! Forget the tomb door!"
"Father won't leave you behind!"
"But..." the mummified corpse's voice was filled with desperation, "I can't leave..."
Tuoba Feng froze. "What?"
He pulled hard, trying to drag her out, but found that no matter how much force he used—even to the point where the veins on his arms were bulging—as soon as Xiaoyun's body approached the threshold of the tomb door, she seemed welded to the very fabric of space.
He couldn't move her at all!
Xiaoyun was trapped in this tomb, having become a part of this dead land.
"I can't go out... Father, I can't go out."
The mummified corpse grasped Tuoba Feng's large hand in return and looked into his eyes, saying seriously:
"Father, take the sisters and go."
"I'll be fine, really, believe me."
"I can... I can seal them."
Before she had even finished speaking, a vast amount of black smoke suddenly surged from the mummified corpse's body.
The sinful karma was so dense it was almost tangible, transforming into black tentacles that flailed and lashed out behind her.
At the same time, blood began to well up and overflow from her eye sockets.
Seeing this, Tuoba Feng's heart shattered.
He reached out with a trembling hand, using his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corners of her eyes, his voice choked with emotion.
"Xiaoyun, don't worry, don't cry... Father will find a way, Father will definitely find a way."
"Father won't leave you. Even if I die, I'll stay with you."
The mummified corpse was stunned.
She tilted her head, letting Tuoba Feng wipe her face.
"Cry?"
"I'm not crying..."
If she just stayed and closed the tomb door, it would be fine; she wouldn't die.
She had been here for so long; she had long since gotten used to it.
It wasn't a life-or-death separation, so why cry?
She raised her hand in confusion and touched her eye sockets, her fingertips meeting something warm and moist.
She looked down and found her fingers were covered in the blood that was gushing out.
"Huh?"
The mummified corpse was very confused.
"It's not tears, it's blood."
She grew even more puzzled.
Where would a body like this get blood?
As the mummified corpse thought, she suddenly remembered something.
It was her eyeballs.
Those eyeballs that had fled were calling to her, which was why the black-spot monsters in the god's tomb were all going mad.
"Roar—!"
Monsters had already surged to the tomb door from below.
Just as several black-spot monsters dripping with black water poked their heads out, the mummified corpse's previously fragile demeanor vanished as she suddenly turned around.
She directly pushed Tuoba Feng out of the tomb door again with great force.
"Get out!"
Immediately after, the sinful karma on her body detached and transformed into countless black chains, instantly binding the surging monsters.
"Get... back!"
The mummified corpse let out a sharp shriek, and those chains forcefully dragged the monsters into her own body!
Squelch!
With every monster she dragged into herself, a new black spot appeared on the few patches of skin that hadn't yet been covered by them.
Her body was trembling and swelling as if it might burst at any moment.
Outside, Su Xue watched with a racing heart and quickly manifested her orchid dharma image, showering down vast amounts of vitality in an attempt to support her.
Piao also instantly transformed into a swarm of locusts, devouring the monsters that slipped through.
Tuoba Feng roared, drew his blade, and kicked open a nearby stone coffin.
Countless heroic spirits surged out of the coffin, charging toward the tomb door.
The mummified corpse looked back at them and shook her head.
"No... there are too many."
Although these monsters originated from her, although they were all her, she couldn't suppress them now.
She couldn't let them take the risk.
Anyway, she wouldn't die.
She looked at her palm, stained with the blood that had just overflowed from her eye sockets.
Crimson and eye-catching.
"Great, there's blood."
She remembered her father saying that the blood of a Grave-keeper could seal the tomb door.
As long as the door was sealed, Father would be safe, and everyone else wouldn't be dragged into this.
Without any hesitation, the mummified corpse stuck two fingers into her own eye sockets.
Splurt!
Even more blood sprayed out.
She waved her hands, splashing the warm blood onto the tomb door.
"Seal!"
The mummified corpse shouted, waiting for the array to light up, waiting for the door to close.
However, after several breaths, there was no reaction.
The blood dripped onto the tomb door as if onto ordinary stone, slowly sliding down and leaving behind shocking bloodstains.
The tomb door remained motionless, and the roars of the monsters were still deafening.
The mummified corpse was stunned.
"Why... why isn't it working?"
"Is there not enough blood?"
She panicked.
She began to frantically tear at her eye sockets, ripping the wounds wider, trying to force more blood out.
"Come out! Flow more!"
"If the door isn't sealed soon, it'll be too late!"
But despite the blood she splashed, staining half the tomb door red, the sealing array of the god's tomb remained silent.
More monsters surged out; Tuoba Feng, Su Xue, and Piao were already engaged in battle with them, and the scene was chaotic.
Although the mummified corpse could push them out one more time, she suddenly froze.
She stared blankly at her bloodstained hands and the motionless tomb door.
A memory she had deliberately forgotten suddenly flooded her mind.
The tomb door required the blood of a Grave-keeper to be sealed.
Only the blood of the Grave-keeper clan, those who bore the original sin, would work.
"Oh..."
The mummified corpse slowly lowered her hands, letting the blood drip down her cheeks.
"It seems... I'm not actually a Grave-keeper."
She suddenly remembered.
She wasn't a Grave-keeper.
She wasn't even human.
She had merely been weaving a lie.
To deceive a descendant of a sinner who had nothing left.
How did she manage to lie for so long that she eventually believed it herself?
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