Chapter 398

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Protagonist:

Yu Zhangsheng

White bones exposed, roughly covering a range of a thousand li, densely packed, numbering over a thousand; among them, the corpses each exuded an air of vicissitudes, clearly buried here for a long time.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh……"

A gloomy cold wind suddenly blew from both sides, carrying an icy intent, seeming to have the power to corrode bone, striking everyone's faces, one after another sound of inhaling breath echoed here.

"So many bones…… don't know whether they fell from above the abyss, or originally perished here?"

"If the latter, then what a great terror it must be, to wipe out so many people in an instant?"

Everyone exclaimed, murmuring in low voices, looking at the current situation, their eyes flickering slightly.

Above the white bones, faintly floating ghostly cold green fires, emitting a gloomy light, illuminating the surroundings; at this moment, a strange aura spread around, and the howling wind, don't know if it was an illusion, was like sobbing.

"Be careful, follow behind me."

Yu Zhangsheng frowned, glanced around, his divine sense fully expanded, vigilant of the surroundings at all times, deeply looked at the white bones covering the ground, after slightly bowing and paying respects once, he shook his head, choosing not to pass through directly, but took a detour, walking from the side.

Seeing this, the others dared not have other thoughts, tightly following Yu Zhangsheng.

"These living beings, their cultivation bases during life were probably Golden Core…… so many Golden Cores, over a thousand, all died together here; to be safe, it's better to detour."

Yu Zhangsheng pondered in his heart; he was not a rash person to begin with, let alone now there were so many sect disciples following him, naturally he wouldn't take risks, although he was concerned, he didn't feel any sense of danger.

Choosing to detour, although it would cost more distance, it was also safer.

The group walked lightly, occasionally exchanging words; after detouring past this white bone land, they continued walking downward.

The further down they went, the dimmer the light around them became; daylight was almost invisible; more so, the mountains, rocks, and earth here automatically emitted fluorescence, becoming more lively and obvious.

This fluorescence was pale blue in color; although somewhat dim, it was enough to illuminate the field of vision; however, beyond the end of the vision, it was still shaking and blurry, and more so, covered by darkness.

Thus, after half an incense stick of time, Yu Zhangsheng's forward steps paused again; he stopped and looked ahead, frowning slightly.

"Here……"

The other disciples were also shaken in mind and spirit, looking at the place ahead, their complexions slightly changed.

Only to see ahead, amidst a hazy expanse, suddenly cleared, revealing a hidden side; it was a towering white bone tower, densely packed yet orderly stacked, reaching tens of meters high, suddenly standing before them.

The tower body was snow white, all built from white bones, using bone bodies as the tower body, using skulls as the tower spire; on it there was not a bit of flesh and blood, all smooth; the tower body was not just one; looking around, in this area of a thousand li, there were as many as nine such white bone towers.

Every white bone tower had over a thousand corpses on it; around them, ghostly green ghost fires shone brightly, emitting cold light, captivating the heart and soul.

When the wind blew, striking these white bone towers, it immediately made a wailing sound; this wailing sound was not clear, but hoarse, just like an old man with a hoarse throat, at this moment crying in a low voice, turning into ghost sounds echoing between heaven and earth.

"White Bone Tower……"

Yu Zhangsheng pondered, deeply exhaled a breath, his divine sense carefully covered inside, thoughtful.

"The white bone land encountered earlier should have come from one of the white bone towers after it withered and scattered; originally there should have been ten white bone towers here, not nine; missing one; each formed from over a thousand corpses; overall, densely packed, numbering over ten thousand……"

Yu Zhangsheng silently, gently bent his body; his finger touched the ground; a damp feeling came through his palm; after brushing away the top layer of silt, faint blood-colored traces were revealed.

Yu Zhangsheng's gaze focused; he once again cleared the dust on the ground; immediately, what was hidden above the dust was completely revealed.

On the dim earth, centered on the white bone tower, suddenly thick and complex blood-colored patterns were engraved on the earth and mountain rocks, finally converging on the white bone tower.

A faint scent of blood also drifted in the void; with the passage of time, the blood that formed the blood patterns had already dried up, leaving only faint traces, still telling the proof of what once existed.

Looking closely, one could also see that on the white bone tower, a layer of faint blood patterns was similarly engraved, almost invisible, densely packed and arranged in a certain order, truly strange.

The strange aura reached its peak at this moment; thus, except for Yu Zhangsheng, all the other disciples subconsciously held their breath and quieted down.

"Like a sacrifice…… but who is the object of the sacrifice?"

Yu Zhangsheng silently, his eyes flickering; after thinking for a moment, he led everyone, slowly retreating from this area, planning to choose to detour again.

"This place is strange; to be safe, do not take risks lightly; continue to detour."

Yu Zhangsheng turned back, lightly said to the disciples behind him. The disciples nodded, having no objections.

One white bone tower after another towered into the sky; among the corpses were not only humans, but also corpses of other living beings; even after the passage of long years, the residual aura faintly revealed that these living beings' cultivation bases during life were not low.

And such a large number and such handiwork was not something this group of newcomers could involve themselves in. Therefore, regarding Yu Zhangsheng's arrangement, everyone had no objections and chose to follow.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh……"

Just as everyone was turning back, a violent wind suddenly howled over; this wind was strong, like an invisible blade striking the cheeks, causing tearing pain, carrying a bloody aura, carrying ghostly wails, fiercely blowing over wherever it passed.

Immediately, the ghostly green ghost fires around the white bone towers swayed, on the verge of breaking, seeming about to extinguish; moreover, sparks suddenly fell on the white bone towers; immediately after, like dry wood meeting fierce fire, these white bone towers, one after another, suddenly burst into intense ghostly green flames.

The flames rose to the sky, spreading over a hundred meters; within this abyss, like nine huge torches, blown by the strong wind, slowly burning; the ghostly green firelight illuminated the surroundings, but there was not a bit of warmth; instead, layer upon layer of fine frost spread bit by bit through the void; wherever it passed, cold qi surged like a tide, freezing everything.

"Roar roar roar!!"

Amidst the misty cold qi, three huge black shadows suddenly emerged from within, flickering with gloomy blue light, bathed in cold qi, emitting earth-shaking angry roars. With one roar, the strong wind swept, blowing down countless cold tides, falling toward Yu Zhangsheng and the others.

Immediately, a chill struck the face; this cold qi penetrated deep into bone marrow and soul; for a moment, even the bones couldn't help but tremble; under the cover of low temperature, Yu Zhangsheng's complexion changed, but his steps stepped forward, blocking in front; with a wave of his sleeve, a large area of fire condensed into a sea of fire, surging toward the cold tide.

"Boom rumble!"

The cold tide howled; with one fierce blow, even this sea of evil fire shook violently and showed signs of dissipating.

And the three huge black shadows under the white bone torches also completely condensed; suddenly they were three huge mantis shadows, their whole bodies presenting a strange black-blue color; a pair of forelegs showed sharp edges, seeming able to easily cut open space; their bodies would be ten meters high; their forms were illusory, but their faces showed a series of ferocious human-faced ghost faces; a strange aura rose.

Amidst the roaring at this moment, the three mantises all erupted with power comparable to Golden Core Peak; and as the white bone torches burned fiercely, strands of ghostly mist drifted out from within, merging into these three mantises; their aura seemed to still be rising.

Yu Zhangsheng frowned; Chi Lian Jue Long and Jin Chi Dapeng emerged from both sides, each entangling with one mantis; he himself fiercely stomped on the ground; in an instant, earth and rocks exploded; under the surging giant force, Yu Zhangsheng's figure was like electricity and like an arrow, with a momentum to soar to the sky, rushing toward the remaining mantis.

"Hum hum hum!"

The void trembled; cold qi tore apart; this ghost-faced mantis's body burst forth with brilliant blue light; its pair of forelegs suddenly fiercely slashed toward Yu Zhangsheng; circle after circle of invisible ripples spread along the forelegs; wherever the sharp edge reached, space seemed to be torn apart.

Yu Zhangsheng's foot lightly tapped in the void; feeling the surging and active cultivation base within his body; his eyes like lightning; he leaped to dodge this strike; at the same time, his double fists burst forth with dazzling light; in an instant, he smashed toward this ghost-faced mantis.

"Morning Sun Breaking Dawn Fist!"

The magnificent great sun sank and floated, merging into this fist; erupting with immeasurable power; one fist fell, heaven and earth startled, ghosts and gods wept, smashing toward this ghost-faced mantis; but then it passed through its body in an instant, only stirring up a layer of faint ripples, as if what was before was just a bubble illusion, a flower in the mirror and moon in the water; but the power this ghost-faced mantis erupted was indeed real and hung in the heart.

"What?"

Yu Zhangsheng was slightly taken aback, but in an instant he understood; turning his head and waving his sleeve, in a split second a vast fire sea surged toward him in great swathes, burning toward the Ghost-Face Mantis.

"No physical body — looks like Physical Attack has no effect on you."

Yu Zhangsheng frowned; as the fire sea churned, the Ghost-Face Mantis struggled violently, its illusory body pausing, the ghost face suddenly revealing a strange smile, and a miserable sound tearing from its mouth.

Its voice was incomparably strange, moreover carrying Soul Power that extinguishes the divine soul; even with Yu Zhangsheng's current Strong Divine Soul, he could not help but feel his mind go hazy for an instant, and in that very instant, following the sound wave, great swathes of Cold Tide blew over, boundless, as if the sky were collapsing.

In a moment, the surrounding space temperature plummeted, like an ice cellar.

"Sha Fire Purgatory!"

Yu Zhangsheng let out a low roar; pinching a hand seal and casting a spell, great swathes of Sha Fire emerged, spreading like hell to block in front, yet also tottering, seemingly unable to hold out long against this Cold Tide.

"Void Fire Haoyang!"

Yu Zhangsheng's eyebrow rose, his mouth corner twitching, his right hand pointing to the sky, then slashing fiercely; clusters of white Void Fire Spirit nimbly merged into the Sha Fire, whereupon the dark red Sha Fire gained a few degrees of nimble sensation.

Yu Zhangsheng's hands suddenly clasped together; under the churning fire sea, flames rolled and gathered, finally condensing into a giant fireball a hundred meters in diameter, scattering boundless light and heat beneath this Abyss, brewing Terrifying Might, howling toward the Ghost-Face Mantis!

"Boom—!!"

Heat Wave and Cold Tide confronted each other, the Air also annihilated; the next moment, a violent explosion bloomed, terrifying ripples rippled open, the Chaotic Refining Hell Dragon Tail lashed out fiercely, the Golden-Winged Great Peng flapped its wings turning wind into a wild vortex, Haoyang detonated, and the miserable shrieks of three Ghost-Face Mantises came.

When the ripples scattered, the three Ghost-Face Mantises' wretched bodies were revealed, each maimed; among them two had their hind legs blown apart, one had half its head blown off; though their forms were even more illusory, they did not dissipate, on the contrary the crimson light in their eyes grew a few degrees more crazed.

"Clang clang clang!!"

Nine Bone Torches bloomed with dim green light; under their envelopment, the injuries on the three Ghost-Face Mantises recovered at an inconceivable speed, and the pressure of the aura on their bodies grew stronger and stronger.

"The Bone Torches are Immortal, this guy is practically Immortal……"

Yu Zhangsheng panted slightly, brows tightly knit, sensing the state within his body, a flash of resolve in his eyes; he flew up and crashed toward the nearest Bone Torch, his fist covered layer upon layer with earth and stone, Thousand Mountains illusory shadows emerging, mountain ranges rolling into a sheet, fusing into the Punch Light, in a split second smashing fiercely at the Bone Torch! "Boom!"

The might of one punch, the Earth trembled, mountains collapsed and ground split, stone shattering heaven-startling, fiercely crashing onto this Bone Torch; violent Punch Wind stirred up thick dust, covering Yu Zhangsheng's body.

"Puff puff!!"

The next moment, the fist struck down, a streak of white light flashed past from atop this Bone Torch, a violent counter-shock force erupted, acting on Yu Zhangsheng; Yu Zhangsheng was sent flying uncontrollably like a broken-line kite, Qi and blood churning, mouthfuls of fresh blood spraying into the Void; by contrast this Bone Torch was completely unharmed, still standing erect.

"Haze haze haze!"

The nine Bone Torches suddenly erupted with dazzling firelight once again; amid the blazing surging flames, where the dim green firelight covered and extinguished, Cold Tide descended; hazily, three more Ghost-Face Mantis shadows condensed within, emitting sky-soaring might.

"No end to this, we're leaving, forget these."

Yu Zhangsheng wiped away the blood at his mouth corner; seeing this, he gritted his teeth and let out a low roar, looking at the crowd of disciples behind him; the Golden-Winged Great Peng flapped its wings in a sweep, carrying the crowd of disciples speeding away into the distance, choosing to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

"Roar roar roar!"

Six Ghost-Face Mantises roared, hind limbs stamping fiercely on the Ground, stepping out streak after streak of Afterimages in the Void, pursuing and striking toward the Golden-Winged Great Peng.

Atop the Golden-Winged Great Peng's Beast Head, Yu Zhangsheng's gaze was cold and stern; he turned his head and glanced at the relentlessly pursuing Ghost-Face Mantises, his foot stepping lightly on the Golden-Winged Great Peng's head, Cultivation Base surging into it, instantly erupting even more Limit speed, flying low.

The disciples on his back, each and every one holding their breath and silencing their voices, looked at Yu Zhangsheng with eyes filled with incomparable awe.

Ghost-Face Mantis, each one Comparable to Golden Core Peak, and three attacking together, among these people besides Yu Zhangsheng, I'm afraid no one could withstand them; it can be said that just now if not for Yu Zhangsheng, the others' Abyss Journey would likely have already ended. (Chapter End)