Chapter 644: Corpse Clan's Soul Sacrificial Altar
Translator: Sigma Editor: Hitesh
In the Antiquity, the Monster Clan had four strongest tribes. They were the royal tribes of the Monster Clan.
They were called the Sacred Tribes, and included the Azure Dragon, the Black Tortoise, the Vermillion Bird, and the White Tiger. They had always ruled the Monster Clan with their invincible supernatural powers.
Xuan Ming was a Black Tortoise, the King of Perpetual Night Forest. Shi Yan didn't expect the old man to be from the Black Tortoise Tribe, which had disappeared for so many years.
He still remembered that year when he had just arrived at the Sky Meteor City. Zuo Shi had asked him to translate the turtle shell she got. She then received the Black Tortoise True Star scripture to cultivate. And, she also had a precious, heavy armor.
Was that why Xuan Ming got close to Zuo Shi and protected her as if she were his closest relative?
"Only persons with our Black Tortoise bloodline could understand the power Upanishad of our tribe. Zuo Shi has our tribe bloodline. It isn't like what you think." Xuan Ming whispered something, pursed his lips, and explained impatiently.
Shi Yan was frightened, screaming, "You can read my mind?"
"What’s difficult with that?" snorted Xuan Ming. "You didn't use your soul power to conceal. With my realm, even if I don’t use my energy, I can still read your mind. It’s as easy as flipping my hand."
"Old Xuan Ming, I don’t want to cultivate with you. Let me go. It’s not fun here." Zuo Shi didn’t seem to be happy, crying.
"I want the best for you," Xuan Ming rolled his eyes. "You haven’t reached the Spirit Realm yet. If you leave me, you’ll die soon. I’m not going to allow you to go."
The two experts of the Monster Clan, Yan Long, and Xue Lu, didn’t talk much after they saw Xuan Ming. They were afraid of him.
"Kid, I don't care why you come here. I don't want to know either. Because you know Little Shi, I won’t harm you. You should get lost quickly. If you disturb Little Shi’s cultivation, I will make you regret." Xuan Ming snorted impatiently, swinging his hand. "You two idiots should go too."
A flow of silver energy rolled Yan Long and Xue Lu, throwing them away. Shi Yan’s Soul Consciousness couldn’t catch it.
Shi Yan hadn’t had time to reply as Xuan Ming continued, "You’ve spent a lot of efforts on Yan Long and Xue Lu. However, you’re a human. Human Clan will be destroyed sooner or later. You shouldn’t bring trouble to our Monster Clan."
After he finished, Xuan Ming swung his hands nonchalantly one more time. Shi Yan felt he was pressed by many streams of water before he was thrown away.
He got dizzy. Until he could gather himself again, he found that he was in the shelter area of the Yang family.
Standing indifferently by the lake, Shi Yan’s face was complicated. It was the first time he felt helpless.
Xuan Ming at his Peak of level 9 had supernatural powers. Shi Yan didn't know what kind of power he had used to deliver him hundreds of li away like that with only a wave of his hand.
Suddenly, Shi Yan understood that his operation in the Perpetual Night Forest hadn’t escaped Xuan Ming's view. This old man was secluding himself in the Black Pool, but he could see all things happening in the Perpetual Night Forest.
As Yu Ruo, Cao Qiu Dao, Ling Ming, Yi Tian Mo and the others saw him, they started to gather from many places. Surprise filled their eyes.
Shi Yan beamed a forced smile. He didn't want to talk much about Xuan Ming, because he thought that if he told them about him, it would create a bad shadow in their hearts.
"Master, what happened? Your face is… so grim." Yu Ruo stepped forward. A strange light sparked in her beautiful eyes as she was startled.
"Nothing," Shi Yan calmed his mind quickly. He smiled and then said, "You guys should try harder. As long as you’ve reached the Third Sky of Spirit Realm, I will help you to enter the True God Realm sooner."
Everybody was stunned. They thought that something was wrong with Shi Yan’s mind.
"I found a good thing," Shi Yan smiled. "Who is going to enter the Third Sky of Spirit Realm?" While talking, he took out many pellets Li Zheng Rong had given him. "If you are confident, I will give you the suitable pellets."
Cao Qiu Dao’s team had their eyes brightened.
"I think I’m about to break through," Yi Tian Mo was a little bit shy when he said with hesitation.
"I’m almost there too. After the change of heaven and earth, our speed of comprehending realms has increased too." Yu Ruo said with her bright eyes.
"Great Grandpa has reached the Peak of Spirit Realm. Not long afterward, he can take another step further." Shi Yan said confidently. "Di Shan has reached the True God Realm. I think he is adjusting his powers now. I will make your realms increase fast."
Cao Qiu Dao, Cao Zhi Lan, and Fan Xiang Yun were bewildered.
"Little Yan, are you… not exaggerating?" Shi Jian kept quiet for a while and then asked with a trembling voice.
Shi Yan nodded heavily.
While he was talking, he saw Zuo Xu. He waved at the old man and then asked him. "Grandpa Zuo, do you know Zuo Shi’s story?"
Zuo Xu changed his face.
"I want to get it clearly." At first glance, Shi Yan got that he knew something. "The King of Perpetual Night Forest had captured Zuo Shi. But he doesn’t mean harm. Everything he’s done is for Zuo Shi. I just want to know when did it happen?"
"Not long after we arrived in the Perpetual Night Forest." Zuo Xu was hesitant, telling him the details of the situation. "We disputed with the seven ancient factions in the Ice and Fire Secret Domain. Little Shi was together with us at that time. But suddenly, she disappeared."
Zuo Shi considered his words. "At the beginning, we were really worried. When we were about to go out and find her, someone sent the message to our souls, telling us not to find her. Little Shi also sent us her thoughts, telling us that she was alright. She was going with an expert to cultivate. She asked us not to tell anybody."
Shi Yan was silent. "Oh, so that’s it."
"Is Little Shi okay?" Zuo Xu was worried.
"Don't worry… she's fine. She has reached the Peak of Sky Realm… Not long afterward, she will enter the Spirit Realm. Her innate endowment is better than anyone else. You guys don't need to worry about her. Under his protection, no one can touch her," Shi Yan explained.
Zuo Xu exhaled in relief.
"Everybody should prepare. We don’t have much time. All clans are hostile to us, so we need to improve our competence fast." Shi Yan advised them. His figure flickered and disappeared as he went to find Yan Long and Xue Lu.
Xuan Ming didn’t want to cooperate with him. At first, he could only convince the experts whose cultivation base wasn’t much different from Yan Long and Xue Lu.
In the Perpetual Night Forest, there were several rulers of the Monster Clan like Yan Long and Xue Lu. If he could make a deal with them, even if he didn’t have Xuan Ming, he wouldn’t need to worry much.
Each strong expert like Yan Long and Xue Lu had accumulated plenty of treasures. They had abundant heaven and earth precious products.
Not only did he need to refine better weapons for the Yang family, but he also needed to prepare something for himself. Thus, he needed the accumulated properties of those beasts.
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Ancient Corpse Tomb...
Inside a spacious dark cave where black crystal jades twinkled, corpse Qi permeated the area.
Many members of the Corpse Clan were scattered inside the cave, surrounding a sacrificial altar built of tombstones. The altar was moving slowly, while a magical soul fluctuation rippled from each tombstone. Each soul fluctuation was as bright as a flame, swaying in the tombstone.
Corpse Sea and Corpse Mount were moving inside that sacrificial altar. They were grimacing, as if they were enduring some serious pain. Every time they took a step, a soul fluctuation whipped them, then entering their souls.
The Corpse Clan’s Sacrificial Altar held the inheritance seal of the Corpse Clan. Each clansman of the Corpse Clan could use their ability to receive the inheritance in the altar. After that, they would receive the old technique of the Corpse Clan, and the knowledge, as well as the history of the Corpse Clan.
Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea were struggling, while magical soul thoughts were entering deep inside their souls.
Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea's soul had the shape of a headstone. While they were absorbing the soul thoughts, their souls were purified, getting rid of contaminants. They were taking in the inheritance inside the Soul Sacrificial Altar. After that, they could know secret techniques that had been stored and imparted for so many years in the Corpse Clan.
A large garnet coffin laid next to the cave entrance. It was sealed, but no corpses dared to approach it. They were looking at it with respectful expressions.
Thump Thump Thump!
Waves of living fluctuation beat rumblingly, rippling out from the coffin like a fighting drum, hitting each member of the Corpse Clan. Their souls resonated, as if they were working together with the sacrificial altar.
After an unknown period, Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea had many wounds on their bodies, with sticky blood flowing along their bodies. However, it couldn’t stop their movements, as they still took each step strenuously.
Many members of the Corpse Clan showed their admiration and respect for Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea for their strong persistence and powerful potential.
Clansmen who could resist longer in the altar could receive more benefits, and the inheritance they would get would be more excellent.
After the Great Space Fission happened, they had discovered the soul sacrificial altar. Besides the one staying in that large coffin, Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea had the longest time staying in the altar.
Bang!
Formidable energy surged from the Soul Sacrificial Altar, pushing Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea away and making them fall.
The Corpse Clan’s Soul Sacrificial Altar quieted down, as no more soul fluctuations rippled. The countless headstones didn’t move anymore.
Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea struggled to get up, crouching on all fours. Their jaws were chattering, as if they were calling some power.
The lid of coffin next to them suddenly lifted, exposing a large hand that was as sharp as a dagger.
Under the attentive looks of so many clansmen, that hand created a strange hand seal, which then floated, dragging a flow of energy from the Soul Sacrificial Altar. Then, it divided into two seals and imprinted on Corpse Mount’s and Corpse Sea’s forehead.
This seal meant that Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea were accepted. Just like the seal on Shi Yan’s forehead, it represented that Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea had become the new members of one of the oldest tribes.