Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1124: Ascension Platform's Activation

Illusory dragons appeared in the air and gave the corpse a terrible feeling. He felt as if his opponent was about to turn into a divine dragon.

“Raa!” Feiyun rushed into the sky and disappeared among the black clouds.

Loud explosions above dispersed the lingering death energy and miasma.

“W-who is he…” Meanwhile, the king opened his third eye in order to observe the shocking changes above.

“Raa!” A bloody dragon claw smashed downward and sent him flying despite his evasive maneuvers.

He got up and clenched his fists: “Heed my call, specters and blade, slay everything!”

He summoned a great sword and announced: “Seems like I shall slay a dragon today!”

“Raa!” This was answered with a tail whip from the red creature.

He swung his sword in retaliation.

“Boom!” The sword was smashed to pieces while he was dismembered starting from the waist into two halves.

Hell Yama and Qilin Monarch immediately caught and swallowed the two parts in a gruesome manner.

“He-he’s a dragon?” Ximen Chuixiao dropped his flute to the ground in shock; his jaw nearly hit the ground as well.

The turtle, fruit, and blood dragon stared at the sky in astonishment. They saw the occasional scales and claws through the dark clouds.

“His power rose at least nine times with this transformation.” The blood dragon said.

As a demon monarch, it understood the supreme prestige of a true dragon among the demons.

Feiyun assumed his human form and landed on a tablet. This time, he looked more muscular than before.

Now, the cemetery has become silent; the corpses no longer dared to make sounds.

Feiyun took a deep breath and put on a red cloak; his eyes gradually became normal again.

“Let’s continue.” He jumped off the tablet and said. The group followed right behind him.

This cemetery had no end in sight. On the third day, Feiyun’s mood finally cooled down.

“You’re alright, Brother Feng?” Ximen Chuixiao asked carefully.

“My vitality was a bit out of control before, it’s fine now.” Feiyun smiled while carrying the weapon essence, ready for battle.

“That’s good to hear.” Chuixiao began playing his flute to make the journey less monotonous.

The group continued traveling through the dark and chilly cemetery. Some graves have been here for too long that they were completely covered by mud.

This gave the group a sad feeling as if their ancestors were buried there.

“A demi-saint of the Ouyang. Everyone, wait a bit, let me play ‘Hero’ for him.” Chuixiao stopped the group whenever he came across a human grave.

His songs were as stirring as ever so the group became emotional. Feiyun wondered if the guy purposely came to the Path of Reincarnation to seek this cemetery.

“There are countless graves, we’re never gonna get to the end if we stop every time.” The blood dragon became impatient.

Ximen Chuixiao put the flute down and said: “The seniors here are worthy of our respect. We might not be here right now if it weren’t for them.”

“I have nothing to do with you humans.” The blood dragon said.

Ximen Chuixiao shook his head and didn’t say anything else. Feiyun suspected that the guy knew more than he was letting on.

They found that there were countless graves here. Even some names were engraved with secretive codes, adding to the mysterious aura of the cemetery.

“Brother Feng, I heard the corpse call you a disciple of Senior Fo Canzi.” Chuixiao asked.

“Maybe, I have cultivated the silkworm scripture.” Feiyun responded.

“Then do you know where he is right now? He disappeared ten thousand years ago after killing these three kings from the Yin World.” Chuixiao became excited.

“I do not, I’ve never seen him before.” Feiyun shook his head.

“I see…” Chuixiao gazed into the distance and murmured to himself: “I wonder if the senior has figured out the secret here or was it just by chance…”

“What did you say?” The blood dragon asked.

“Nothing, I’m just thinking about where the cemetery will take us.” Chuixiao responded.

“I know.” The turtle said.

“Please enlighten me.” He said respectfully.

“Given our speed right now, it will take us tens of thousands of years before making it to the other side without relying on a wormhole.” The turtle said.

“There’s something there.” Suddenly, the fruit noticed something and flew ahead. Feiyun followed right behind it.

The two of them saw a black mountain, looking like a slumbering beast.

“Wow, it’s gigantic, there are actual people up there.” The blood dragon said with fear.

“They’re not alive.” Once Feiyun got close enough, the Ascension Platform in his mind suddenly activated.

The eighteen souls including Long Luofu, Long Jiangling, Fo Canzi, and the others opened their eyes to look at the black mountain.

The statue of Supreme hanging on his waist became bright. The spirit flew out and said: “Don’t go over there.”

“Why?” He held it in his hand and asked.

“I, I sense something really dangerous over there. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.” Supreme said with an innocent voice.

The mist around the mountain made it hard to spot the figures. This only made Feiyun more curious.

“We should take the long way around, I’ve been here before and regretted satisfying my curiosity, barely making it out alive. That’s all you need to know.” The turtle revealed.