Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris

Chapter 1234: Encounter with Victor Yellowbird

Although Chris Shelby did not know what the black token was, anything guarded by a white snake must be extraordinary. If it weren't for Chris Shelby's terrifying strike that made the white snake feel its life was in danger, it would never have spat out the black token. Without thinking much, Chris Shelby pocketed the black token.

After securing the black token, Chris Shelby and his companions left the underground cave and headed towards the final palace level. Whether they could obtain the Dragon Emblem fragment depended on this last palace. There was no hesitation among them. They had endured countless hardships to get here, and now at the final hurdle, no one would give up.

As Chris Shelby led Tiger and others into the ninth palace level, something unexpected happened. Chris Shelby suddenly realized that everyone around him had disappeared. Tiger and the royal guards were all gone. At this moment, he was alone. What had happened? Was this an illusion? Chris Shelby frowned and looked around warily.

Before him was a study filled with various bamboo scrolls. As Chris Shelby stood puzzled, a figure appeared in front of him. His pupils contracted sharply, and his body tensed up. There was someone here? How did he appear without Chris noticing? This person was terrifying!

Chris Shelby became tense, squinting as he scrutinized the man before him. The man held a bamboo scroll and wore a long robe typical of the Daxuan Dynasty from a hundred years ago. Now it was Amerosia; no one wore such attire anymore.

The man looked at Chris Shelby and said calmly, "You've come?" He seemed unsurprised by Chris's arrival, as if he had anticipated it.

Chris Shelby cupped his hands and asked, "Did you know I would come?" Although the man emitted no aura, Chris could tell he was no ordinary person.

Seeing Chris's confusion, the man put down the bamboo scroll and sat cross-legged on the ground. In front of him was a small wooden table with a chessboard on it. The man looked up at Chris and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

Chris paused before falling into deep thought. A moment later, his face showed a hint of shock. "Are you Victor Yellowbird?" he asked incredulously.

The man chuckled softly, "Yes, I am Victor Yellowbird. Sit down."

Chris could hardly believe that this man was Victor Yellowbird. How could this be? Wasn't Victor Yellowbird dead? How could he still be alive?

Though filled with questions, Chris quickly calmed himself after the initial shock. He walked over and sat down cross-legged.

"Victor Yellowbird, may I ask where my men are?" Chris was very concerned about Tiger and the others. The tomb was too strange; even someone dead for a hundred years had appeared. Who knew what other bizarre things might happen? Even if Emperor Frederick resurrected, Chris wouldn't be too surprised.

Victor Yellowbird smiled and said, "Don't worry; your men are safe. What's your name?"

"Chris Shelby," he replied cautiously.

Victor Yellowbird looked at him and smiled again, "Are you curious why I'm still alive? I should have died long ago. Now I'm just a walking corpse waiting to complete my task so I can finally rest."

He sighed lightly after speaking. Being trapped in this tomb for a hundred years-wasn't that a kind of sorrow?

"I know you're curious why I'm here; let me explain slowly..." Victor Yellowbird's gaze turned profound as he began recounting events from a century ago.

A hundred years ago, Victor

Yellowbird and Manson Jefferson accidentally discovered this ancient tomb. At that time, Victor Yellowbird was desperately seeking a way to break through to the third stage of martial arts because his life Span was nearing its end. To achieve this. breakthrough, he ventured into the tomb despite its numerous traps.

After enduring countless hardships, Victor Yellowbird finally reached the ninth level but fell victim to a curse left by Prince Felix. This curse granted him an additional hundred years of life but would kill him if not lifted within that time frame. To lift the curse, he needed to find a suitable martial arts successor for Prince Felix.

Years later, Manson Jefferson also sought to break through to the third. stage of martial arts as his life span dwindled. He too ventured into House of Rainstorms but was severely injured by a white snake on the eighth level and had to retreat. Knowing his end was near Manson instructed his descendants to build a replica of this tomb in Jefferson Village and become its guardians.

Now that Chris Shelby and his companions had entered House of Rainstorms again, Victor Yellowbird saw a glimmer of hope for lifting his curse.

Listening to Victor's story filled Chris with infinite emotion. He hadn't expected Victor Yellowbird to be alive but trapped in this tomb for a century-a life devoid of sunlight that few could endure without breaking down.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Victor smiled at Chris and asked, "Do you know why I wanted to see you?"

"Uh... No," Chris replied awkwardly.

Victor stared at him with a half-smile and asked suddenly, "Chris Shelby, did you recently acquire an emerald bracelet and a black token?"