Chapter 363: True Dragon Flesh

When he entered the temple again the next day, Wei Yuan went deep into a new level and discovered several large halls there. The halls were chiseled out of rock, with several torches emitting faint green light standing there. These torches used Yin energy as fuel and had been lit for who knows how many years, yet not a single one had gone out.

Niches were chiseled into the four walls of the hall; there were skeletons in a few of them, but most were empty. The other halls were the same.

It seemed these halls were originally tombs used to bury the dead, but now most of the corpses inside had transformed into undead monsters.

Wei Yuan sensed the blood bead on his chest and saw it had no unusual movement, only then feeling slightly relieved. Regarding the blood bead given by the old woman, Wei Yuan was still exceptionally careful, sealing it in the wound on his chest. After a night of flesh growth, it had been completely wrapped, isolated from inside and outside.

The old woman had not mentioned this tomb, nor had she mentioned that many of the undead monsters were the villagers of this village, and also their ancestors.

Passing through four tomb chambers, another large hall appeared in front. In the center of the hall was an altar, and on the altar was a ferocious statue. A skeleton lay on the offering table, with a long sword stuck in its back.

The long sword had rotted away to nothing and had lost all its magic power in the long years. Judging from the skeleton, the victim was in all likelihood human, but there were also some places on the body that were different from humans—for example, several bones grew under its ribs, looking like the arms of a small child; it was unknown if it was born that way or if it had not fully developed.

In addition, its tailbone also had several extra segments, looking like a short tail over a foot long.

After looking at the corpse, Wei Yuan looked at the statue again.

The statue was not large, and its exterior was actually black, with a face exceptionally ferocious, as if it wanted to devour everything in the world. It exuded a strong aura of bloodthirst, slaughter, and destruction, but it was also mixed with the power of endless life.

Its origin could not be seen from the statue's exterior, but when Wei Yuan's spiritual sense touched it, the Laurel Immortal Tree in his Dao Foundation suddenly reacted, feeling quite eager for it.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, reached out and pinched the statue, and pinched off a small piece. This statue was made of mud, and the lacquer sealed on the exterior had long since peeled off, so Wei Yuan pinched off a small piece of mud, and there was an exceptionally rich bloody smell and Yin energy in the soil.

Wei Yuan's heart stirred, and this piece of mud appeared in the Myriad Miles of Heshan, then turned into a puff of powder, drifted to the location where the Laurel Immortal Tree was, and after falling, sank into the ground.

At this moment, the Laurel Immortal Tree was like a traveler in the desert; finally having water, it absorbed the Yin energy and blood energy in the soil desperately, and a bit of vitality and spirituality grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Once this piece of statue mud entered the Myriad Miles of Heshan, all the immortal plants had unusual movements, but the Laurel Immortal Tree moved the fastest, absorbing all the mud.

However, the statue was three feet tall, and Wei Yuan had only taken a small piece; at this moment, Wei Yuan pulled, pulling off one of the statue's arms and sending it into the Myriad Miles of Heshan.

The bloody mud turned into rain, sprinkling on the immortal plants; this time it was rain and dew for everyone, with no one getting more or less.

The statue suddenly opened its eyes!

These were a pair of blood-colored eyes, filled with tyranny. The moment he saw these eyes, a terrifying magic power rushed into his sea of consciousness; an ordinary Dao Foundation cultivator would have had their sea of consciousness shattered and died on the spot, and a Dharma Form cultivator would have been severely injured!

It was just that Wei Yuan was blind at this moment; his eyes could not see.

The Dao Foundation warrior who saw the statue's eyes had indeed gone mad, and Wei Yuan had to erase its spirituality.

Although it lost its spirituality, the Dao Foundation warrior could still be used, only it returned to the previous way, requiring Wei Yuan to divert his attention to control it. The madness in the Dao Foundation warrior's eyes appeared for only an instant before it lost all spiritual light, and then it silently swung its shield, smashing the statue's head to pieces!

Wei Yuan also threw a punch, smashing the statue's body.

The statue shattered into pieces, and a rich blood energy soared into the sky, circling and dancing in the hall, yet it could not fly out of this hall no matter what!

Dozens of faces faintly appeared in that mass of blood energy, some panicked, some resentful, some extremely terrified. It wanted to flee, but the Red Lotus Honglian Puti, which only had a section of trunk left in Wei Yuan's Dao Foundation, suddenly produced a powerful traction, leading it to gradually approach Wei Yuan.

The blood energy struggled desperately, yet was still led into the Myriad Miles of Heshan and absorbed by the Red Lotus Honglian Puti. The Red Lotus Honglian Puti instantly surged with vitality, sprouting branches and leaves, growing several new branches on the charred wooden stump.

This blood energy hid numerous resentful souls, each quite powerful, but the Red Lotus Honglian Puti was their nemesis, purifying them one by one without any politeness.

With the revival of the Red Lotus Honglian Puti, a circle of fertile soil also appeared around the Honglian Puti tree. The spirituality of the earth improved again, and this time three Dao Foundation warriors were born with spirituality in one breath.

This series of changes was completed in an instant, and after Wei Yuan reacted, he was also frightened into a cold sweat.

This statue was extremely insidious; its eyes were actually a rare curse. Once one made eye contact with it, one would be cursed, simply impossible to guard against. After thousands of years of Yin energy tempering, the curse had become quite powerful; if Wei Yuan had seen it himself, he would likely have been severely injured if not driven mad.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan was lucky; his eyes could not see, making the statue's trap useless.

After the statue shattered, an iron finger ring rolled out from inside. Wei Yuan immediately sensed that the ring contained massive Yin energy, so he picked it up.

The moment the iron ring was in his hand, countless images rushed into Wei Yuan's spiritual sense! In an instant, Wei Yuan seemed to have experienced another life. The earliest memory was of a young little girl, whose days were endless cultivation; if she made a small mistake, she would receive severe punishment. The elders in the village said she was a genius in the tribe, and only in this way could she become powerful and avenge their ancestors.

The little girl could not stand the endless bitter cultivation and punishment and wanted to flee, only to be caught back time and time again. She wanted to end her own life, but she would wake up every time, and so she discovered she was immortal. And the elders became even crazier after knowing this; every time she was caught back after fleeing, she would be beaten until she was on the verge of death.

One day, her blood accidentally saved an elderly elder, and from then on, she had to give blood every day.

Seeing this, Wei Yuan subconsciously shuddered, as if he had experienced it himself, and felt the despair, resentment, and fear in the little girl's heart completely. In the girl's memory, the sky was always gray-black, always storms and thunder, and there had never been any sunshine.

In the bottom of her heart, a bit of shadow began to appear.

Later, the girl grew up a bit, and on a rainy night, after being poisoned and punished again, the elder completely humiliated her.

The shadow expanded instantly, almost covering her entire heart.

After being severely injured in a mission, she met a Liao tribe youth. That young man saved her, took care of her, gave her an iron finger ring, and then let her leave. The shadow in the girl's heart faded a bit.

Another mission, the target was him.

The girl gave up the mission, and as a result, after returning, she was beaten and humiliated even more severely. At this time, all the elders had humiliated her, without exception.

The girl fled and wanted to find him, but he had already been killed by other assassins sent by the elders.

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The shadow completely swallowed the girl; she returned to the village and town, killed all the elders, and then released something that absolutely could not be released. It was a mass of twisted flesh, presenting a strange dark purple, possessing indescribable vitality. Although it was only the size of a fist, it seemed to hide an ancient giant beast of the entire tribe inside.

The girl wanted to destroy this village and town that had tortured her since childhood, as well as everything around it. But just as the seal of the flesh was about to be completely opened, a sword pierced through her from behind.

She turned her head and saw the young Liao tribe man who should have died. At this time, the young Liao tribe man was no longer gentle and careful, but had an arrogance that looked down on everything from a high position.

"Why?"

"Because we are of the same blood and origin, both descendants of the same great existence. We are destined to kill each other and devour each other from birth. Only the one who kills all brothers and sisters is the final winner and can obtain its inheritance!"

"But I, I just wanted to be with you..."

"From the first time I saw you, I knew your identity. But you were too slow; you didn't awaken your hunting instinct and didn't notice my identity at all. So I intentionally let you leave, because only in this way could I find your tribesmen and find the heaven-sent inheritance that belongs to you—that is the piece of True Dragon flesh in front of you."

"But why was there a mission to kill you?"

The Liao tribe youth sneered: "Your tribesmen make a living by taking assassinations; it's not difficult to find a channel. That mission was issued by me; you failed, and they would naturally send others. You told me about your affairs, and I also knew you were only one step away from madness. Seeing my corpse, you would naturally go completely mad."

An irresistible fatigue surged in the girl's heart, and her vitality faded rapidly.

Since he wanted her life, then give it to him; anyway, living was just eternal darkness, coldness, and pain...

That Liao tribe youth picked up that strange piece of flesh, his face showing fanaticism: "True Dragon flesh! I have already completed one hunt, and with this, other descendants will definitely not be able to escape my pursuit! Hahahaha..."

After the long laugh, he suddenly stared at Wei Yuan and said: "... including you!"

Wei Yuan instantly broke free from the sea of memories.

The owner of these memories, that girl, was also Liao tribe. These memories faintly coincided with the murals in the temple; there really was some great existence that left behind many descendants, and then let all descendants kill each other and devour each other, and the final winner would obtain its inheritance?

In the history of immortal cultivation, similar things were not nonexistent. It was just that if it involved an existence of this level, it must hide heavy secrets, and the great existence must have left countless dark hands to cover it up. If one were not the person involved, until the final day of revelation, perhaps one would not know the truth of the matter.

However, regarding that sentence "including you" that the Liao tribe youth said to Wei Yuan at the end, Wei Yuan had an intuition that this sentence was said to him.

If the corpse before the shrine was the girl from back then, then she had been dead for who knows how many years, and even the magic sword had rotted to nothing. How could that Liao tribe youth see him across thousands or even ten thousand years of time? And how could he be sure that he was also a descendant?

More importantly, so much time had passed, was he still alive? If he was still alive, just judging from his long lifespan, he should have already ascended to immortality.

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