"Roar! Roar, roar!!"
The last Jumping Devil Dragon, limped away in defeat.
Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying continued on their journey, their fully activated Super Spirituality aiding them in avoiding predators within the forest.
After nearly two days, they finally approached the collapsed ancient mountain range.
At that mont, the surrounding air was thick with gloom, corpses began to crawl out of the decaying soil.
Ye Liuying, hidden in the darkness, raised an eyebrow.
These corpses were not human-shaped, but all beasts.
So skeletons were already decomposing. The bones could not be fully put together, but they were still climbing and moving, gathering in another direction.
"Hee hee hee..."
Hundreds of ghostly souls drifted up from the barren ground.
Over seventy percent were in the shape of dragons. The smallest was only as big as a thumb, the largest one fifty ters long. The howling of the wind and the frosty chill piercing the skin, screams and eerie laughter from the ghosts, created a mournful scene as if shrouded by the darkest night.
"Necromancer?"
Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying, without verbal communication, simultaneously ca up with this term in their minds.
No matter how you looked at it, this could not be a natural phenonon, it seed more like an ’Army of the Undead’ – a deliberate act.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz - buzz, buzz, buzz -"
The distant sound of flapping wings was caught by Ye Hanjun, causing a slight change in his expression.
For so reason, this noisy sound was strangely familiar, one that his Spirits could not ignore.
"Ye Dan, the celestial net has been built, and the Fly Demon has nowhere to escape."
"Buyi, we shouldn’t underestimate."
"This Fly Demon is extraordinary. With a shattered demonic body, it has been fighting both of us for this long, it is hard to determine whether it has ascended to the Heaven and Earth Stage."
...
Their calm conversation was barely caught by an attentive ear.
In an instant, Ye Hanjun was left speechless with astonishnt, his temples throbbing a few tis. He couldn’t shake off the sense of absurdity no matter what.
Could it be? Isn’t this Demon Dragon Island? How could that guy have gotten in here?
"Whoosh!"
Ye Hanjun slipped through the shadows, abandoning his hidden position, he sprinted forward at all costs.
Ye Liuying blinked, a flicker of confusion flashing in her eyes.
But her reaction was also quick. She imdiately followed him, only a half beat behind.
"Hee hee hee..."
The overwhelming number of restless spirits and vengeful ghosts sensed the anomaly and sward over with their ghostly claws, emitting bizarre shrieks.
"Get lost!"
The Darkest Abyss erged, swarming in one-third of the ghostly souls with screams before being sucked into it. The remaining were thrown into disarray, colliding with each other in confusion.
"Huh?"
In the center where the spirits were converging, a grey-cloaked man raised his scepter and slamd it into the ground.
With a thud, the skeletons on the ground began to go wild. They began to group together, forming even larger Giant Skeletons.
"It’s those siblings, they are intruding into my domain."
"Oh?"
Across the man in grey, a devilishly attractive man with shiny white teeth, jet black hair and crimson lips was taken aback for a mont. A teasing smile curled up at the corner of his mouth:
"They’ve stayed on the island for so long. It appears that Xuezhu has lost to them."
"Would Ye Xuezhu lose to him?"
You couldn’t see Buyi’s face; his entire body was hidden under a grey cloak. His indifferent voice laced with an odd tone:
"I don’t quite agree with that judgnt."
"They are much younger than us. Ye Xuezhu has a wealth of experience, how could she lose?"
"He is still here, and we have never seen Ye Xuezhu. So, this is the only possibility."
Ye Dan shook his head and laughed. It was unclear whether he was sympathizing with Xuezhu or lanting over Ye Hanjun as he jested:
"If he also wants a share and attempts to snatch ownership of this beast, what would you do?"
"Take my things?"
Buyi seed puzzled. His unseen gaze landed on those restless spirits:
"Those who oppose , ninety-nine percent of them have beco slaves of the skeletons."
"While we’re on Demon Dragon Island, although we cannot kill them, it’s not difficult to blast them out..."
"Do you need help?"
Ye Dan’s teasing smile didn’t falter.
"Of course."
Buyi nodded, replying with utmost decisiveness:
"I want to control the Army of the Undead, block the path of the beast’s escape, and little by little grind its remaining Physical Strength."
"Ye Hanjun is for you to deal with. Act swiftly. The Glutton Demon Dragon could return any mont, we can’t waste a single second."
"Buyi, I admire you!"
Ye Dan’s smile grew wider, his eyes suddenly turned black, exuding powerful Demonic Qi:
"Compared to those prominent Young Kings, only you, to achieve your goals, wouldn’t care about sothing as trivial as face."
"And only you, would allow to cooperate with ease, without worrying about betrayal and deception."
"Oh."
Buyi lifted his head, from under the cloak, to everyone’s surprise, wasn’t a body of flesh and blood, but a skeleton head with a soul fire burning.
"Cut the idle chatter, he’s here."
"His aura is weird. If you can’t overco him, I will assist you the very first mont.
...
Within the depths of the twisted darkness, Ye Hanjun hovered above the Abyss, his eyes pitch black like ink, without a glint of spirit.
Across the thousands of undead soldiers, he indeed saw a swarm of blackish-green clouds, accompanied by the buzzing of wings.
"Well, isn’t this little brother Hanjun?"
"I haven’t sought you out for a spar, yet you’ve co here yourself."
Another Darkest Abyss appeared, with a slightly greater radius covered by blood fog. Floating at its centre was a shadowy figure.
Ye Hanjun’s gaze abruptly shifted. The devilishly attractive man with long black hair extended his right hand, giving orders with a waving gesture.
"Roar!!"
Purple, red, white - rays of demonic light attacked. The three demons, at the Perfection of Annihilation rank, the Purple Prison Bat Demon, the Anemic Beauty Queen, and the Pearl Lust Demon lunged forth, their lethal aura bellowing like a mountain bearing down. They attacked with full force, leaving no room for probing or holding back.
"Absolute String!"
Ye Hanjun took the Green Zither off his shoulder and activated the ’Ring of Control’.
In an instant, he was engulfed in blackness. His slender fingers plucked the zither strings, and the ethereal chilly lodies started to drift in the wind.
The track he was playing wasn’t ’Reckless’, but another, more special composition.
A performance of ’Great Cold’, may you lend your ears and listen!
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