Chapter 117 - Gods That Followed Into The Grave (1/2)

Anyone of the monster race is unreliable. The only one I can rely on is myself. Yu Xuanji and Hu Qimei are monsters with strong backgrounds, but I've no such privileges.

Rays flashed in Zhong Yue's eyes, he was very cognizant of how tenuous his identity as a dragon race was. He thought, The Awakening Qi Practitioners are too strong, the level of Awakening is only one step higher than the Rebirth level, and yet that Lian Shan giant rhinoceros was so strong despite only having opened the Wu Xing Wheel. I need to urgently increase my strength, otherwise, I have no chance to stand against the Awakening Qi Practitioners!

The level of Awakening was one of the biggest watersheds that demarcated a qualitative leap in strength among the levels of cultivation. It was also one of the most important ones. It would open the five realms within the cultivator's atman to enable them to harvest the powers from the realms, and acquire the Combat Yuan Shen. Zhong Yue had clearly bore witness to such strength and power endowed by the Combat Yuan Shen in his short confrontation with an Awakening Qi Practitioner just now.

Rebirth and Awakening were a level apart; it was hard for him to engage in a frontal battle with the Awakening Qi Practitioners.

But he had seen a glimpse of hope, that was the twin spirit in him, more so that they were the strongest twin spirits. After achieving the state of [Spirit Soul As One], it would then be a long and arduous journey of nourishing the atman, strengthening it to the peak and in the end, advancing into the level of Awakening.

And he was now only at the elementary phase of level of Rebirth. His atman was only an inch tall, and when he nourishes his atman to about seventy feet high, then he could start opening the wheels and acquire the Combat Yuan Shen for himself.

His atman was continuously burgeoning and thriving, his cultivation base was also increasing unceasingly. He might just be able to contend with the Awakening experts when he ascends to the peak of Rebirth!

After half a day's time, the skiff arrived at Xian Kong Saint City, Zhong Yue stared at the sacred land of the East Barren monster race from afar, his heart shuddered in shock.

The Xian Kong Saint City was a kind of its own, it was vastly disparate to the grandiose majesty of the Swords Gate. The saint city was built atop a dark black mountain, with eight hundred miles of land centered surrounding the city attached with thick and robust metal chains that tethered the saint city to the mountainsides.

And on the mountainsides themselves were mountains of smaller sizes, the mountain summits were sliced off clean by an unknown being to leave a flat plateau where cities of hundred miles in radius were built. There were a total of eight such cities atop such mountains.

Meanwhile, these smaller sized cities were also shackled with chains, with each of them having eight chains dangling down to the hills at the foot of the dark mountain – eight cities with sixty-four chains shackling down onto sixty-four hills.

The chains were thick and stout, and on the chains itselves, one could still vaguely distinguish the remnants of totem carvings.

"Brother Long Yue, is this the first time you've come to the Xian Kong Saint City?"

Hu Qimei glanced at Zhong Yue's countenance, after all, the females were more conscientious of such details. She noticed the unusual aberrance in Zhong Yue's emotions, she smiled and said, "This is the array formation of the Eight Extremities Deities Repression of Xian Kong Saint City, repressing the devil souls beneath this dark mountain of saint city."

"Devil souls?"

Even with Zhong Yue's placid disposition, he still couldn't help but shout out involuntarily, "What devil souls?"

"I hear that its same as the ones in Great Wilderness Swords Gate, but the seal beneath Swords Gate was loosened, there is a crack allowing the Devil Soul Yin Effluvium to leak out and ravage the land."

Yu Xuanji steered the skiff flying towards the saint city on the summit of the dark mountain, he said, "The seal underneath our saint city is well intact, so we are still safe as of now. This is also one of the reasons why we monsters are far more prosperous than the humans. The seal beneath Swords Gate is loosened, forcing every generation of Swords Gate headmaster to venture down into the abyss to secure a transient peace for the next generation in exchange for their lives.Otherwise, the Devil Soul Yin Effluvium would only get stronger and stronger with every occurrence. I hear that all of the Swords Gate headmasters died in the seal underground, whereas us monsters have the privilege of the countless treasures left behind the previous saint city city lords as they weren't subject to the same damnation as the headmasters of the Swords Gate. Hence, it's only natural for the posterity of the monster race to thrive in comparison to humanity's."

Zhong Yue's heart pounded in shock, but it was not because of the story about the headmasters sacrificing themselves to suppress the seal, but the fact that even the sacred land of the monster race had a Devil Soul Forbidden Land!

"Two forbidden lands? East Barren and the Great Wilderness?"

In his psyche ocean, Xin Huo was also puzzled, he mumbled, "What's going on? Could there also be countless gods that died here in the Devil Soul Forbidden Land? Were their spirits also taken away? Wait, something's not right…."

He seemed to have recalled something, Zhong Yue beseeched, "What's not right?"

"If these gods didn't die in battles, then what other reason is there for them to sacrifice themselves?"

The little flame was burning brighter, he blurted out, "There's only one reason that can make so many gods die at the same time! That is a sacrificial burial!"

"Sacrificial burial?"

Zhong Yue's atman shuddered, he shouted out involuntarily, "Sacrificing the gods? What kind of person has the capability to do that?"

"Not a person ... but a god!"

Xin Huo's face was solemn and serious, he said, "Do you still remember the coffins in the Devil Soul Forbidden Land? If it's a battlefield, how could there be so many coffins? It must be that a great existence was dying, and had prepared the coffins for these pseudo gods and pseudo demons for a sacrificial burial!"

"So you're saying, that beneath my Swords Gate is a tomb?" Zhong Yue mumbled.

And if it was really a tomb, then its size and the identity of the graveyard's owner would be something beyond his imagination!

"It might be that the undergrounds of the Great Wilderness and East Barren are just separate parts of the same tomb."

Xin Huo squinted his eyes and said, "The two Devil Soul Forbidden Lands are almost analogous to one another in terms of structure, suggesting that they are just different parts of the same tomb. Weird ... what had happened all these years when I was slumbering? The heaven and earth that was once so clear familiar, how exactly did they become so clouded now…."

Zhong Yue inhaled a deep breath of cold air, if Xin Huo's conjecture was true, then it would be an incredibly terrifying truth, one that was beyond his imagination!