Chapter 539: The Fluctuation of the True Dragon Bone

After parting ways with Dou Tianxiong on the island world where they discovered the remains of the Heaven Trampling Divine Elephant, Ye Wuque, alone, set out on an exploratory path deep within the Ten Thousand Beasts Archipelago.

At the farewell, Ye Wuque said to the high‑spirited Dou Tianxiong:

"For the upcoming exploration, you go alone."

"This Ten Thousand Beasts Archipelago teems with countless opportunities and countless dangers; it is the perfect place to temper oneself and verify one's teachings."

"You need battles and insights that belong solely to you, so you can truly unleash the power in your bloodline and fully integrate the profound art of the Five Heads Ten Arms."

"Remember, after delving deep into this Ten Thousand Beasts Archipelago, you must go to Central Diguo. I have a premonition that all the opportunities across the archipelago combined still cannot match the ultimate opportunity on Central Diguo!"

Dou Tianxiong nodded heavily; though his eyes held a hint of reluctance at parting, they were filled more with anticipation and resolve for independent adventure: "Brother, don't worry! I understand, Dou Tianxiong. Staying by your side is safe, but it lacks the pressure and sudden enlightenment that come between life and death. I will rigorously train on these islands, striving to fully master that ultimate form as soon as possible! You also take extra care, brother!"

"Go then." Ye Wuque patted his shoulder, watching the silvery streak of light head toward a direction different from his own, disappearing into the vast Burial Sea and the endless island worlds that formed a grand tableau.

Dou Tianxiong departed.

Ye Wuque knew that this peerless fiend of the Sacred War Heaven Ape Clan indeed required a Blood Fire baptism of his own.

Being at his side at all times could certainly keep him safe, yet it also imperceptibly limited his growth.

True strong ones are forged through repeatedly facing life and death alone, struggling for survival in dire predicaments.

After seeing Dou Tianxiong off, Ye Wuque gathered his spirit and turned his gaze toward the boundless, seemingly endless Ten Thousand Beasts Archipelago.

Alone, he began to delve into this strange sea composed of countless Beast Path worlds.

In the days that followed, Ye Wuque was like a solitary traveler, yet also a calm observer and collector, shuttling between one island world after another of varied forms.

These world islands floating above the Burial Sea truly displayed myriad shapes, each with its own traits, as if all beast‑related civilizations, ecologies, relics, and secret realms from the Zhutian Wanjie had converged here:

Some island worlds were unimaginably ancient: the ground fissured, mountains weathered, the sky a perpetual twilight hue; the remaining architectural ruins were rugged and primitive, carved with long‑lost beast‑god totems, and the air was suffused with the scent of time's decay.

Deep within a collapsed temple's inner palace, Ye Wuque discovered an ancient bone shard bearing the imprint of a certain sacrificial dance, containing a strange rhythm that could communicate with ancient beast spirits and stir devotion in his bloodline; though it did not directly boost combat power, it was valuable for understanding the civilization and beliefs of some ancient beast tribes.

Other island worlds appeared desolate and primal, endless primeval jungles covering the entire continent, harboring countless Honghuang exotic species and ferocious beasts long extinct elsewhere.

These beasts, whose spirits had not yet awakened, possessed terrifyingly unparalleled physical strength and killing instincts, even forming a unique, barbaric civilization based purely on raw power and survival principles.

Ye Wuque once clashed with a Rending Heaven Storm Beast that ruled vast jungles, stood ten thousand zhang tall, and bore bone spines on its back; its sheer power and combat instinct made Ye Wuque take notice.

Eventually, he retrieved from the beast's lair an Ancestral Blood Stone stained with its progenitor's essence, whose raging Blood Qi had a remarkable effect on tempering the flesh.

Some island worlds were a realm of Dead Silence, the ground charred black, mountains shattered, rivers dried up, as if they had endured an apocalyptic‑level horrific war.

The sky was forever shrouded in lead‑gray clouds, with no sun or moon in sight.

The entire world was suffused with a suffocating aura of despair and death, haunted by countless malevolent spirits and corpse demons formed from the lingering souls and grudges of the fallen.

At the very heart of an ancient battlefield, Ye Wuque discovered a broken bronze war spear still imbued with undying battle will, along with several shards of memory crystal that recorded fragmentary scenes of a world‑shaking war.

Although the haul was not abundant, it gave him a more direct understanding of the ancient wars this archipelago may have endured.

Other island worlds were grotesquely terrifying, as if the entire world were the body or domain of some gigantic horror entity.

The sky was a pulsating flesh membrane, the ground a beating organ, rivers coursed with corrosive acid, and forests were composed of twisted tentacles and eyeballs.

The beings within were bizarre and indescribable.

There, Ye Wuque encountered the Soul‑Devouring Mist that could consume divine perception, the Mirror Image Monster that could replicate an opponent's abilities, and the intangible Heart Demon Illusion that specifically attacks cracks in the Dark Heart.

Though the process was perilous, it also yielded some rare, peculiar materials and fragmentary secrets aimed at defending the divine soul and the mind.

Ye Wuque was like a precise machine, calmly analyzing, exploring, battling, and harvesting.

He consecutively explored seven uniquely characteristic island worlds, each providing distinct experiences and gains.

These gains may now amount mostly to embellishments or broadened horizons and enriched foundations for him, yet accumulated they become significant, and the varied Beast Path philosophies and power systems they contain have given him a more three‑dimensional understanding of the nature of strength.

That day, as he left the seventh island world, preparing to ride the Dun Light toward the next medium‑sized island world whose qi pattern was particularly unique in his Divine Sense perception—

A sudden anomaly erupted!

Deep within Ye Wuque's Soul Space, the segment of True Dragon Bone that had been quietly dormant without any sign suddenly emitted a clear, rapid pulse without warning!

The pulse was not an attack or warning; it resembled more a… resonance and sensing!

It was as if a sleeping giant dragon, in the dim void, sensed a presence of a similar tier—or a scent that piqued its interest!

This segment of True Dragon Bone has an extraordinary origin!

It originates from one of the Ten Great Emperor Fiends, the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan, and is the relic bone of the illustrious Golden Emperor Dragon King Ao Kun!

What kind of being was Ao Kun?

He was a true colossus standing atop the pinnacle of the Zhutian Wanjie, whose perspective, insight, and understanding of power had long surpassed ordinary levels, reaching a realm unimaginable to common folk.

Ordinary things, even Immortal Divine Weapons or peerless elixirs, scarcely provoke a response from his relic bone's instinct.

What could cause Ao Kun's True Dragon Bone to generate such a clear pulse…

Ye Wuque's eyes instantly sharpened like lightning, and his form abruptly halted mid‑air!