Having put away the Seven Stars Kunwu Sword, Han Yi's expression turned serious.
Next.
It was one of the most uncertain gains from this trip.
Han Yi frowned as his divine sense entered the Qiankun Ring, feeling a heaviness. Then, ten meters away, an ancient corpse suddenly appeared.
This ancient corpse was incomparably heavy. As soon as it appeared, it pressed the quiet chamber's floor down by about three inches, causing Han Yi's face to change slightly.
He suddenly worried if he should have examined this ancient corpse outside. If the ancient corpse suddenly moved, not only would he be unable to stop it, but even the sect would be affected.
The best choice would have been to go to an uninhabited area, such as the Evil Mountain Range, where he could escape if an accident occurred.
However, since it had been taken out already and there had been no abnormalities besides the ground sinking three inches after three breaths, Han Yi could only brace himself and move forward.
