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Three alternative tunnels were placed in front of Meng Xiaodie. He needed to confirm which one led to the underground castle.

Meng Xiaodie came back to the ninth hole. He wanted to see the details of the three holes from the other side. The crescent moon at the ninth cave entrance was like a black crescent moon, exuding a mysterious color. Meng Xiaodie took a step back and glanced at it, that crescent moon was simply too perfect, it was simply like a miracle, which actually made him feel uneasy. He walked up to the seventh hole, took a few steps back and looked at it carefully. The triangle wasn't exactly a regular shape, there was a little longer on one side, maybe because of the pressure that he had to bear when moving the mountain, but this hole was closer to nature. He then went closer to the hole and looked at it from inside out.

The ground was slightly damp, and he could see more than ten meters into the cave. The distance between the cave and the rock wall was basically the same, there were debris that fell from the pressure of the cave. Some of the debris were new and some were old, indicating that the time of falling was different, and there were no signs of external interference. Meng Xiaodie was certain of this cave entrance in her heart, but he still came to the first cave entrance. He didn't want to give up every detail.

The first cave entrance looked very natural, which was also why Meng Xiaodie initially set it down. The cave entrance remained intact, and the ground inside the cave was also wet, maintaining its original state. Meng Xiaodie looked at the wall again, and finally found a scratch underneath the wall.

Meng Xiaodie finally confirmed the seventh cave entrance. This cave entrance's number just happened to match the number of the seventh floor's stone tower. He didn't know if it was a coincidence or if his master had intentionally set this up.

He took a few steps forward, thinking that he had reached the place where the light was moving, but when he took a look, he saw that the light was still in front of him, as if he had always been in the dark, chasing the light. After about three or four hundred meters, there was a bend, which was almost a right angle. In the few caves Meng Xiaodie had passed, there were no bends, so he didn't know if this was a blessing or a curse. He seemed to have entered another space. The bend was not very long, it was only a few meters in length. After he went around the bend, he turned back in the original direction at a right angle, but Meng Xiaodie found that the cave was no longer a triangle, but an irregular semicircle.

He stopped to look at the walls. The rocks here were roughly the same color as the ones in the underground castle.

Meng Xiaodie let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had chosen the right cave entrance. He quickened his pace and walked forward a hundred meters, only to find that there were water droplets hanging on the rocks on both sides of the cave. There was obviously water element nearby, and as expected, he didn't go far before stepping into the water.

This cave has water? Meng Xiaodie shined her sword light on the water in front of her. The water almost covered half of the cave. He groaned on the inside. He did not think that there would be so much water in the cave. But no matter how much water there was, he still had to walk through it. Meng Xiaodie had no other choice, so he stepped back into the water, the water was bone-chilling cold, as if some underground river had come over. His feet were uneven, and there were a lot of protruding stones, so he had to walk step by step, but before long, a greyish thing appeared in front of him. Only when he got close enough did he see that it was a man in white clothes, standing in the water with his back to him, his long hair flowing.

Meng Xiaodie thought to herself, How could there be anyone in such a cave? It must be a ghost. Meng Xiaodie was not afraid of ghosts. He continued to walk forward until he was only one step away from the man in white. The man in white suddenly turned around, revealing a wide, white face. His face was completely blank, as if he was wearing white paper. Meng Xiaodie threw a palm at him, and the man in white floated back while letting out a sharp laugh.

It was Meng Xiaodie's first time seeing a white-clothed ghost without eyes, nose, or mouth. He had also never heard of a ghost like this.

The entire cave was filled with those things. Looking from a distance, it was completely white, and the white ghost did not take the initiative to attack Meng Xiaodie, but kept retreating, screaming non-stop. Meng Xiaodie kept moving forward, and those white ghosts kept retreating, unknowingly crossing the surface of the water.

Arriving at the dry land, the white clothed ghosts appeared to be somewhat flustered. They chattered non-stop as they floated upwards, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace. Meng Xiaodie went to chase after them, only to see that there was a hole above the cave, and those white robed ghosts had all gone inside.

Meng Xiaodie jumped up and followed him into the cave. When he got in, he saw that there was a huge grave with hundreds of coffins inside.

Meng Xiaodie was left dumbstruck by such a huge formation of coffins. What is this place? How could there be so many coffins? Meng Xiaodie was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to do.

Those white robed ghosts were still missing. It seemed like they had already hid inside the coffin. The coffins were arranged in an orderly manner, with each row of coffins having a one-meter wide path in the middle. Meng Xiaodie walked through the coffins until she reached the other side of the tomb. On the stone wall was carved a line of words: "Wu Yun Mountain Sword Hero's Tomb"

It turned out that this was the tomb of the Witch, but such a huge tomb was indeed shocking. Meng Xiaodie counted a total of 360 coffins. Each of them had a name written on the front, and the one who placed them first was the leader of the Witch Cloud Sword Sect, Dongfang Wuyi.

The Witch Cloud Sword Sect was quite famous in the martial arts world, Meng Xiaodie had also heard, that in the southwest region, they were tyrannical and tyrannical, and their disciples were mostly from the Humble Class. The sword artists that came from the Witch Cloud Sword Sect were also heroic and righteous, and despite being violent and peaceful, they had a good reputation, but for some reason, more than ten years ago, the Witch Cloud Sword Sect suddenly disappeared in the night. There were also rumors about the Wu Yun Sword Sect fighting with their enemies and being forced to move to the depths of the desert. At that time, there were all kinds of rumors, but they were all rumors and there was no conclusive evidence to prove the authenticity of the rumors. In short, it became an unsolved case. After a long time, the martial arts world had also forgotten the existence of the Wu Yun Sword Sect. The Wu Yun Sword Sect had also become a part of the history of the martial arts world.