Chapter 606 - 276: Destroy My Dao Lineage to Protect the World for a Thousand Years!

Lu Wenwu crouched down, covered his hand with a layer of Dragon Scale, then a membrane formed by Dragon Flame, before picking up a piece of bone for a closer look.

Gently rubbing, the bone crumbled like decayed wood, shedding powdery fragments.

These bones included not only those of humans, but also animals and Demon Beasts.

Lu Wenwu stepped forward, with clouds spontaneously appearing beneath his feet, supporting him like a Lotus Platform.

Cloud Riding, a Talent Ability of the True Dragon Race, is as natural as breathing to them.

However, Lu Wenwu doesn’t really like using it.

The movement speed is too slow, inconvenient in a fight.

It’s probably only useful in exploration like this.

Lu Wenwu carefully observed in the main hall, moving gradually towards the interior.

The bones showed no signs of fracture and were arranged rather neatly.

It didn’t resemble a massacre, more like a collective suicide.

Under the current conditions, without external forces, the scene of flesh completely vanishing and only grim bones remaining shouldn’t occur.

Lu Wenwu had quite the experience in this aspect.

As he walked further in, the bones were preserved more completely, and their clothing grew more elaborate.

Notably, Lu Wenwu did not spot any Magical Treasures above the Golden Core Stage nor any Storage Bags.

Even the robes worn by the bones were scarce; a few pieces showed obvious damage, probably rendering the arrays embroidered on them ineffective many years ago.

Reaching the end, Lu Wenwu discovered a sealed Bronze Gate behind a collapsed giant altar, which also served to enshrine ancestral tablets.

The ravages of time are truly terrifying.

Not every creation is as indestructible as the Dragon Mansion.

The once solid and firm seal was now fragile, with Restrictions like flickering candles in the wind, seemingly extinguishable by a mere breath.

Lu Wenwu activated his Cultivation Technique and directly switched to his Purgatory Dragon Body, then used Innate Power to Metamorphose into human form.

The Dragon Body can resist most eerie powers, which a human body cannot.

Facing an unprecedented situation, Lu Wenwu decided to play it safe.

The ancient Restrictions after millennia were too frail.

A gentle press of the Dragon Claw shattered layers of Restrictions into fragments.

The Bronze Gate behind collapsed halfway, revealing a dark passage beyond.

Lu Wenwu glanced down at the fragments of the door; the back part had turned into an eerie gray, very similar to the evil aura entangled around the Little World!

Compared to the demonic black, the gray occupying the Bronze Gate gave Lu Wenwu much less of a sinister feeling.

Kind of like...

An enhanced version of the Dark Fallen Power from the Fallen Light Energy Race?!

Lu Wenwu was suddenly shocked.

Power from different worlds yet originating from the same source—could this be coincidence?

He felt he might be vaguely touching some core aspect of the Dungeon System.

Thinking back, after experiencing so many dungeons, most seem to have an apocalypse backdrop.

Either during the outbreak or post-outbreak.

Considering the intel revealed earlier by the Old Dragon Emperor...

This world might be doomed too.

Lu Wenwu couldn’t help but sigh.

He actually did something right by not outright slaughtering the Demonic Dao and the Righteous Dao.

The brilliant gold True Sun Fire lit up on the Dragon Horn, its warm rays dispelling the pervasive cold from all fours.

This passage, leading who knows where, was long; its walls completely covered with a sticky gray liquid, with remnants of Everlasting Lamps once used for illumination.

Unfortunately, with insufficient Spiritual Qi supply, the lamps had long been destroyed.

Continuing down, faint whispers began to sound beside his ears.

These noisy whispers were indistinct but buzzed like mosquitoes, unsettling and instantly irritating.

Oddly, scenes of regret surfaced in Lu Wenwu’s mind.

For instance, the inability to enhance Purity long-term, or never breaking through to a higher Realm of Egg Pancake Cooking.

It felt like all joy in life vanished, leaving a sense of emptiness.

Lu Wenwu’s expression turned stern.

Something’s not right.

Absolutely fifteen degrees of wrong.

How could he have such eerie thoughts?

In the next moment, a vast Power was summoned, forming a Buddha Bell-like shape inverted over him.

This was something he looted during the battle after Celestial Secret City, as many Buddhist Sect disciples carried some Merit Power cultivation methods, and he learned what he could.

The Merit Golden Bell inversion instantly erased the annoying whispers.

The agitation was likewise expelled.

Solving this minor issue, Lu Wenwu proceeded forward.

In such bizarre scenarios, if he didn’t know he was in the Cultivation Realm, he’d almost think he was in Azkaban battling Dementors.

Not sure if Summoning God’s Guardian would work in this situation.

Sadly, Lu Wenwu doesn’t know how.

But he has a vast Merit Lotus Sea; a mere leak of its aura could crush such negative emotional erosion to ashes.