CHAPTER 786: CHAPTER 550: THE MYSTERIOUS LAND

Soon, the large pit returned to silence.

The person in the pit only had the golden seam between their brows move slightly, without waking up.

In the darkness, it’s unclear if it’s day or night. This wasteland remains deathly silent, only occasionally broken by terrifying roars from its depths, becoming increasingly frequent, as if something has changed. Meanwhile, the person in the pit had a severed arm that spontaneously healed, growing fresh flesh and blood.

Who knows how much time passed, but the person in the pit eventually moved their eyelids, opened their eyes, and woke up.

A pair of golden pupils swirled with a sharp light, incredibly frightening.

Chen Yuan sat up, his eyes shining like a beast in the dark, surveying his surroundings.

Then he frowned, as his senses were severely suppressed, feeling no trace of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi around him, as if his body was wrapped in a thick membrane.

What is this place?

He remembered leading troops to cleanse Xiao Cishan, then proceeding to Hunxi Mountain for a purge, when the old monsters of the Ten Evil Tribes attacked.

It was the Old Demon of the Bronze Demon Hall that forcibly awakened them, causing them to come for him, leading to a fierce battle. Initially only two came, but more emerged later.

Chen Yuan, facing the siege of these ancient monsters, relied on his Undying Body and various protective spells to force his way out. However, his Primordial Spirit was overly exhausted, so he retreated to the Sand Sea, attempting to teleport back but was interrupted by the Demon King.

Before he fell unconscious, he remembered the teleportation passage being shattered, the space collapsing, pulling him into a spatial vortex. Before entering, he used the Five-Colored Divine Tree to protect himself, but the intense dizziness caused his battle weary Primordial Spirit to fall into a coma.

With the teleportation passage broken and this bizarre place before him, Chen Yuan speculated that he might have been sucked into a Demon Forbidden Land.

This place is filled with death and resentment, devoid of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi. If one stays too long, they will be tainted by the death aura, and their blood and Essence Qi will gradually deplete, causing their cultivation to regress until they decay into a pile of bones.

This is a terrifying place.

Chen Yuan’s spirit delved into his body and discovered his blood and flesh forging like a furnace, with powerful furnaces bustling, flesh glowing, his blood carrying a golden hue with a certain divinity. The Five Divine Treasures shone like five stars, operating with immense essence qi, driving his flesh.

However, within the Mud Ball, his Primordial Spirit was still recuperating.

The situation wasn’t as bad as he expected.

His flesh had transformed, with vigorous blood and energy, the gold in his blood warding off all evils.

There’s no Heaven and Earth Essence Qi outside, he can’t introduce Qi into the body or manipulate the Heaven and Earth Five Elements, making activating Divine Skills difficult. However, inside him are five Luck Spirit Roots, like five nuclear reactors, continuously providing Chen Yuan with "intense power," forming their own Zhou Tian cycle.

Thus, the entrapment of Divine Skills affects others, but not him.

The weight in Chen Yuan’s heart slightly lightened, then he remembered his troops. With a thought,

"Hmm?"

His spiritual connection with the Teapot Heaven Space became very weak, unable to be opened. From another angle, it’s that the spatial barrier of this land is incredibly strong, with a significant difference in levels, like a pressure differential.

This discovery was intriguing.

Is it that this land is special, with a powerful being having deliberately crafted this space, or is this place no longer within the human world familiar to him?

Chen Yuan’s gaze flickered, deciding not to dwell on opening the Teapot Heaven Space, believing it’s safer for them to stay inside, thinking that he leapt, emerged from the pit, and opened his Dharma Eye, golden light swirling, penetrating all directions.

Though he could deploy Divine Skills, he was still restricted by this place; the Dharma Eye could only see for a few miles.

A field of White Bone mounds, ghost fires everywhere, a desolate atmosphere, yet in his Dharma Eye, the dark wasteland was bright as day, with faint mist swirling around, endless white bones like snowy blankets covering the wasteland, extremely terrifying.

Among them, there were remarkable skeletons. Massive bones mounded like hills, stretching for miles, buried in the dust, white ribs piercing the ground, some skulls growing nine gaping sockets, various gargantuan creature bones, eroded by time, like ancient walls collapsed, turning into ruins, their former strength unknown, now deceased here.

Surprisingly, he saw many Human Clan skeletons among the ruins, with many decaying blades and armor nearly worn away, leaving just scattered fragments.

Could this have once been an ancient battleground where Human Clan troops fought?

Were the huge demon bones the targets of this expedition?

Chen Yuan didn’t know, but his Dharma Eye detected numerous movements, with White Bone Demons wandering around.

In a few breaths, he appeared a few miles away, dismantling a pile of bones, holding a beast-like skull the size of a bucket, with two flames dancing inside.

"What is this place?"

Chen Yuan asked, his eyes blazing golden, incredibly intimidating.

"I... I don’t.. know.." From the flames came a spiritual wave, the hollow skull’s jaws moved awkwardly, clattering, with confusion and fear.

Chen Yuan’s eyes shone golden, directly piercing the skull’s sockets like two golden swords, scattering the soul fire inside.

"Killed a Bone Little Demon, Luck Points +7,"

"A Bone Little Demon, a skeletal creature that absorbed yin energy over the years, gaining self-awareness."

Chen Yuan didn’t linger, moving on to the next area.

After dismantling more than ten skeletal remains, finally a Bone Demon directed him towards the depths of the wasteland.

These spirit monsters, though they had gained intelligence, were sluggish, clueless about their surroundings, living muddle-headedly.

Only one, slightly stronger with Heavenly Pass Expert-level spiritual waves, possessed some intelligence, and its spiritual wave indicated that going deeper in the wasteland, there was a Giant Mountain said to hold a path to the outside world.

Thus, Chen Yuan set off.

This death land was utterly eerie, with unknown depths. He remained cautious, refraining from flying, relying solely on his legs, leaping hundreds of feet at a time.

Along the way, peculiar skeletal apparitions with ghostly fire, harboring ill intentions, met their demise at his hand. Notably, as he ventured deeper, the skeletal spirit monsters grew stronger and more numerous.

He harvested numerous Luck Points.

Soon, he traversed the wasteland, reaching a marsh where two powerful demons battled, issuing actual roars rather than spiritual waves.

One wielded a White Bone Spear, donned with two pairs of decaying flesh wings, with double horns, a demon with some flesh on its skeleton, fighting a Bone Flood Dragon spanning seventy to eighty feet long, its belly radiating bright blue light.

The fire in both demons’ eye sockets blazed fiercely, revealing a sinister and dark Miyamoto’s Energy Mechanism. The demon with flesh wings mostly fought relying on its physical form, regenerating flesh from bones, wings fluttering with speed, stirring the marsh turbulently with its white bone spear.

The Bone Flood Dragon emitted dragon roars similar to metal clashing, its body soaring, swirling the marsh, its mouth shooting blue frost, overlaying the rotten stench of the bone marsh with a brilliant ice crystal hue.

From miles away, Chen Yuan watched the demon battle with narrowed eyes, intrigued.

As he proceeded, he realized the lifeforms here differed significantly. Strictly speaking, they were spirit monsters from enlightened bones, lacking flesh and blood like humans and demons. Unlike cultivating Taoist Soldiers or Divine Treasures, the strength of their soul fire seemed to determine their power.

Chen Yuan pondered,

How did they cultivate and advance?

Could they awaken their past life memories?

Observing the Long-horned Bone Demon that had grown flesh, he wondered if blood and flesh gradually regenerated as they advanced in cultivation.

Also, Chen Yuan’s gaze fell on the Bone Flood Dragon, staring at the bright blue light in its belly.

Even from such a distance, he sensed the dense Heaven and Earth Essence Qi.

This presence, in this Essence Qi barren place, stood out so distinctly, it was hard to ignore.

In the belly of the Bone Flood Dragon, there was a blue Little Flood Dragon, swimming sinuously, but in Chen Yuan’s Dharma Eye, it was a stump with tree roots.

The blue glow was deep, with rich Essence Qi.

In the belly of the Bone Flood Dragon was an unseen Luck Spirit Root!