Spirit Vessel

CHAPTER 972: TRUE DRAGON BONES

“Boom!” Feiyun stomped the head on the ground and smashed it like a watermelon. Blood and fleshy bits splattered everywhere.

“Noo!” The remaining five geniuses bellowed with hatred before unleashing their strongest techniques. Oppressive forces gathered in the air.

Feiyun fused his three domains together - a world with Buddhist beasts. Alas, each of the five was nearly as strong as Feiyun.

“Boom!” His three domains exploded and he was sent flying with a dozen more wounds.

His clothes were ripped and there were two trails beneath his feet when he tried to stabilize. He remained standing and spat out a mouthful of blood: “One down. Looks like the supreme geniuses of the Yin World aren’t that impressive.”

“I’ve underestimated you but you’re wounded now, do you still think you can get away from the five of us?” Song Chengming’s voice turned cold. The chill emanating from him created a thick layer of ice on the ground.

“Why would I be afraid of you not when I’m not even afraid of Yama. Since I can kill one, I can kill the rest too.” Feiyun channeled his Buddhist energy and healed his wounds.

“We’ll see about- wait, why is the ground shaking?” Chengming’s expression soured.

Feiyun was surprised and felt a terrible power thrusting up from below.

The sky started changing with black clouds and nefarious energies gathering, looking like a spider net.

“This visual phenomenon? A fiend is coming!” Mu Lingyin saw the image and knew that it was a fiend. She had read about it from an old scroll before.

“Why is there one underground?”

“Perhaps the old city used to imprison one. The fiends live far longer and might still be alive.”

Cracks appeared on the ground with miasma oozing out.

“That’s why no one took the meteoric stones in the wall back then. This place has been sealed by the sages, breaking the balance will free the fiends.” Feiyun calculated.

Mu Lingyin was impressed because she didn’t calculate as far as him despite being a seventh-ranked wisdom master. This half-demon couldn’t be underestimated.

The waves coming from the ground intensified and spread for hundreds of miles. Things that have been buried resurfaced - old walls, broken carvings, rusty metals, and some bones…

80,000 years had passed so the things capable of maintaining their shape were incredible.

“The miasma got me!” Xie Xuan’s skin was covered by an ashy layer. The miasma infected him and his skin became deathly pale.

“Boom!” A radiance came from within to suppress the miasma. Alas, it couldn’t fully refine it.

“Feng Feiyun ran away! After him!”

***

The kingdom that had been buried was returning to the surface. Feiyun ran across the ruins and saw corpses crawling out of the ground. They looked up at the moon and opened their mouth to absorb energy.

This place was becoming unholy.

‘Finally got away.’ This was his third night hiding here. He met many dangers along the way - skeletal beasts and ancient spirits. Some sages have turned into Corpse Evils.

He hid his aura while stepping above the broken tiles. He occasionally found treasures left behind from the past.

All of Vastsky took note of these changes. Cultivators began entering the area.

Feiyun stood on top of an onyx platform next to a fallen palace. There were bloodstains on the bricks and walls. It appeared three days ago.

He looked deeper into the ruins and heard a massive roar, sounding like a dragon. He wasn’t unfamiliar with this sound - the cry of a true dragon.

Two days ago, he saw the corpse of one crawling out of the ground, looking as large as a mountain range made of steel. This horrified him because it was a true dragon, not an inferior species.

Dragons were as proud as peonies. When they died, their corpses must be buried in a proper burial ground.

Why would there be one in Sixth Central?

‘Maybe this has something to do with the city’s destruction.’ He couldn’t calculate the past because someone had sealed this information.

He wanted to leave this place in order to avoid Xuanyuan Yiyi. Alas, seeing that corpse caused a weird resonation with his evil blood. Strange images appeared in his mind.

He thought that the corpse was somehow related to him. Thus, he decided to stay and investigate this matter.

“Someone’s coming over here.” The fruit inside his pocket whispered.

His spiritual awareness was strong enough to notice. He hid inside the shadow of a wall.

A while later, a group of cultivators in blue robes arrived. Ten were young while three belonged to the previous generation.

The latter group was quite strong and spirited. One of them looked around and scanned the area.

He hurriedly put on his invisible robe since just his stealth art alone wasn’t enough to hide from the old man’s divine intents.

The old man then said: “This place is safe, there are no fiends here. We’ll rest for two hours and recover to our peak state before heading to the center.”

“Earthvoid Ancestor, how did Nine-abyss fall back then? Can you please tell us?” A handsome youth asked. He had a fair complexion and delicate features - definitely capable of charming his martial sisters.

Feiyun thought that this youth was quite familiar. He eventually recalled that they had met back on the battlefield.

The youth’s name was You Zilin while his twin sister was You Ziling. They were members of Lifeless Palace.

He didn’t expect them to actually make it out alive. He looked at the group and sure enough, You Ziling was also there. She was beautiful and elegant, looking unstained by imperfection.

He was weak in the past and couldn’t see their cultivation. They were mighty back then and fought the demons using tenth-ranked weapons.

Now, his cultivation improved dramatically and saw that the girl was at the sixth level. The boy was slightly weaker - peak fifth level. He should be as strong as Xie Xuan or Nangong Yebai from the Yin World.

He focused on the others - the majority was at the fourth level; two were at the fifth level.

‘This Lifeless Palace is quite strong, so many geniuses, worthy of being a branch of the daoist faction. It is far stronger than most medial clans.’ He stopped looking, not wanting to be caught by the three old men.

They might be strong enough to spot him through the invisible cloak.

Earthvoid sat down on a boulder in the meditative pose and answered: “Information about this city is considered taboo. However, the buried city is emerging again, this news will travel across the world. It’s fine to tell you a little bit.”

The youths became interested right away.

“80,000 years ago, my master’s master wasn't even born yet, so I’ve only heard stories from the seniors. This might not be the truth so don’t take it too seriously.” He stroked his beard, ready to tell them a secretive story not written in the records.