Strangely, this bead seemed to have an inviolable majesty, but it didn't exude any aura.

In general, it did not look any different from ordinary beads.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand to take the purple pearl and carefully examined it, but he did not discover anything.

Lu Chen could only carefully store the purple jade bead in his bosom. He planned to study it after leaving the cemetery.

The s.p.a.ce inside the secret compartment was nearly a cubic meter. Other than the purple bead in his pocket, there was nothing else that he had discovered.

This further helped Lu Chen confirm that the purple jade bead in his hands was an ancient magical equipment.

"Little fox, what do you think about this bead? Can you tell its origin?"

"Master, from the aura of this jade bead, there is no doubt that it is an ancient magic tool, but the specifics are still unknown!"

At that moment, the little fox was unable to investigate any further.

This purple pearl had something in common with the Azure Lotus Sword that was sealed.

Afterwards, Lu Chen could only get up and pack up, preparing to leave the place.

However, just as Lu Chen stood up, a few wisps of black fog suddenly came out from the secret compartment under his feet, rapidly approaching his face.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed, and he immediately dodged to the side.

At the same time, "jie jie" sounds of laughter reverberated in the tomb's stone chamber. It was extremely strange.

The aura it gave off was extremely similar to that of the person he had judged to be the tomb. It could even be said to be the same.

Was this the soul of the owner of the tomb?

Lu Chen was extremely puzzled, and it was only after being stunned for a moment that the little fox finally understood.

"Lord, this is the real grudge of the owner of the tomb!"

Only then did Lu Chen learn from the little fox that the real resentment of the tomb master was hidden within this secret compartment.

According to the little fox, the original grave's owner's soul should have been split into two after being affected by the resentment, becoming uncontrollable.

As a result, the other strand of consciousness in his soul still remained clear-headed and wanted to pa.s.s on the magical artifact to the fated one.

Normally speaking, if one's soul was split into two, it would be completely destroyed, and there was no possibility of it being split into two.

If he could do this, then when the tomb master was alive, his strength would definitely be at least at the medium-grade earth-step, or even higher.

Only when one's soul was sufficiently tempered would it be possible to accomplish such a feat.

However, because of this grudge, the original consciousness of the owner of the grave and his grudges clashed, gradually weakening.

This also showed that the strength displayed by Dao Ba, who was previously a soul form, was only close to the Quasi-Earth Stage.

He was approaching the peak of the Earth Stage!

He was much stronger than the other soul, and the most fundamental reason was that he had gained the support of his resentment.

A thousand years had pa.s.sed. Not only did the acc.u.mulated resentment grow, but it had also increased to an extremely terrifying degree!

Just at that moment, the black mist turned into a more condensed ma.s.s of black gas after hitting nothing.

The black gas bared its fangs and brandished its claws. Its reaction speed was extremely fast.

"What kind of monster dares to act rashly in front of me?!"

He narrowed his eyes and did not stop shouting. "What unfulfilled desire do you have in the end that allows you to stay in this world and not leave?"

Right now, not only did he only have two-thirds of his contribution points left, he also had three yellow contribution points.

After saying this, Lu Chen naturally had quite a bit of confidence.

Facing the soul that was split by this resentment, even if he had already reached the peak of Earth Stage, he still had the strength to fight.

Of course, if he could avoid a head-on confrontation, that would be the best outcome.

Lu Chen's voice still echoed in the tomb, but the vengeful spirit was unwilling to let it go.

"Little Daoist, don't pretend to be a good person here, you've taken something you shouldn't have."

The vengeful spirit's gloomy voice had a trace of madness in it, "I'm not like that stubborn old geezer who's always trying to find someone to inherit that useless bead of his."

As the vengeful spirit spoke, it continued to move non-stop. The black mist that it sent out with its resentment began to swell up, emitting waves of intimidating aura.

The black mist continued to expand and soon filled up a large area. Suddenly, a cold wind blew and the entire stone room was filled with the sound of sobbing.

Lu Chen had still underestimated the power of this vengeful spirit's soul. Furthermore, it did not have any plans to communicate with him, so it directly clashed head on with him.

It could only be said that this vengeful spirit had a deep grudge, and no one could shake it.

This tomb couldn't withstand the power of the vengeful spirit, and immediately after, rocks began to fall from the cliff. It looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.

"Lord, this isn't good. This fellow actually wanted to self-destruct..."

The little fox's voice was filled with a rarely seen sense of urgency. It was clear how serious the situation was.

Hearing the little fox's words, Lu Chen's heart was greatly shaken. He immediately realized that something was wrong.

Moreover, this was a vengeful spirit whose strength had reached Quasi-Earth Stage Peak Rank. If it were to self-detonate, just how powerful would it be?

Lu Chen didn't dare to imagine it at all. A chill ran down his spine, and his scalp went numb.