Chapter One Hundred: Lingying Stone, Contemplating the Sacred Beast

  The blood pool was slowly descending, and Xu Yang noticed that the air was suspended with thick iron chains crisscrossing each other, all of which had various mysterious symbols. From the blood pool, four thick iron chains extended out, and the symbols on them were faintly flowing with a crimson glow.

  "I understand, this blood pool contains a huge amount of energy, it is the power source that maintains the entire secret realm!" Xǔ Yáng had a bold guess, the blood-colored "**" in the blood pool, emitting crimson threads, and the crimson thread lines on his body, should be of the same origin and quality.

  The blood pool was not deep, although it was vast in area, but under the unreasonable devouring of the fat ball, the pool water dried up quickly, revealing the bottom of the blood pool.

  Xu Yang was most concerned about Fei Qiu, he jumped into the empty pool and found Fei Qiu at the bottom of the blood pool, curled up into a ball. A layer of crimson transparent shell wrapped its small body tightly.

  Xu Yang carefully grasped the red shell and looked at the plump ball inside, discovering that the little thing had its eyes tightly closed, as if it had fallen asleep.

  The crimson threads on Xuyang's body were attracted to the red shell, and they were drawn out in a winding manner, wrapping around the red shell layer by layer, merging into the interior of the shell like water and milk blending together.

  "Now that the source of power for the Secret Realm has disappeared, the Secret Realm will soon collapse." Xǔ Yáng took off his tattered blue robe and wrapped Fèi Qiú's blood-colored shell in it, slinging it over his shoulder as he prepared to leave.

  In a flash of insight, Xu Yang suddenly discovered that in the position where Fei Qiu had just curled up, there was a golden board with ancient texts engraved on it, three feet high and one foot wide.

  These words have paragraphs and sentences, seemingly a scripture. Xu Yang's heart moved, putting it into the storage ring.

  "Perhaps it's a barbaric era's kung fu method, I'll study it again when I have time." Xǔ Yáng thought to himself.

  After retrieving the golden plate, a rhombus crystal appeared below, with a halo flowing around it and colorful patterns.

  Xu Yang crouched down carefully, preparing to pick up the crystal stone. But unexpectedly, this crystal stone was inlaid at the bottom of the blood pool, and with a slight pull, it didn't budge.

  Xu Yang let out a surprised cry, and with one pull, he exerted several hundred kilograms of force, but this rhombus crystal stone remained motionless, as if it had taken root. He couldn't help but stare intently, wanting to see the structure of this crystal stone clearly.

  A whirlwind of dizziness, Xu Yang was shocked to discover that his mind had been sucked into a strange and mysterious space!

  The terrain here is vast and majestic, with towering mountains in the distance. The peaks are steep and some have broken off, with dust filling the air. On the ground, nine large rivers flow parallel to each other, separated by millions of miles, with turbulent waves crashing against the sky!

  Xu Yang's spirit seemed to be above the nine heavens, looking down on everything below. With a movement in his heart, he wanted to see clearly the rivers on the ground, and the scenery rotated again. In the blink of an eye, Xu Yang's angle of view changed to looking up, extremely mysterious.

  Soon, Xu Yang's attention was drawn to a great war.

  This is not a battle for mortals, nor is it a battle for mystics. This is a group of ancient barbarians, besieging a bird that blocks the sky!

  This ferocious bird is enormous in size, spreading its wings to block out the sunlight. Its body burns with a fierce purple flame, and its eyes shoot out scarlet rays, causing the earth to crack, mountains to crumble, and rivers to dry up wherever it goes!

  "This is... the Flame Emperor of ancient legend, Zhuque!" Xu Yang's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling.

  The Vermilion Bird burns the sky and boils the sea, the purple flame burns everything, and the overbearing way is unmatched. What kind of barbarian can actually resist it?

  Suddenly, the pair of fierce eyes that shone like crimson clouds scanned directly over Xu Yang's location, and a scorching torrent burst out!

  Xu Yang was greatly shocked. That scorching temperature that burned his soul was absolutely not fake! His mind turned rapidly, the scene in front of him changing quickly, his field of vision already at the same level as Zhu Que's position.

  Xu Yang carefully observed the Vermilion Bird, this heaven and earth born fierce bird, flame supreme! This was of great benefit to Xu Yang. His next step would be to compress the Mysterious Wheel, transforming it into his innate Mysterious Spirit. The most important step was to visualize a ferocious strange beast.

  What kind of extraordinary beast can compare to Zhu Que, the supreme flame?

  "I understand, that rhombus crystal should be the legendary 'shadow stone' which can store images. The scene in front of me now must have been a battle that happened millions of years ago and was recorded by a shadow stone, preserved until today."

  The Shadow Stone cannot be played without restriction, each play will bring a certain amount of damage to the Shadow Stone until it is destroyed.

  After the image of Zhuque's battle ended, the image of Qinglong's battle appeared immediately. Qinglong is Fengji Zhizun, and it is not inferior to Zhuque at all.

  Next are the Azure Dragon, the Thunder Beast, the Black Tortoise, the Earthly Supreme...

  Xu Yang firmly grasped the divine aura of each and every Supreme Beast, this was the most important part of transformation. Without the divine aura, the transformed creature would not have any combat power.

  The last image faded away, and Xu Yang's consciousness withdrew from the crystal. He let out a long sigh, this time in the Deserted Valley Secret Realm, the greatest gain was this Shadow Stone.

  Inside, there were twenty-three ancient giant beasts' battle images, each one was a supreme sacred beast. Even Xiang Yang had become numb after seeing them later on. Now, even if a Supreme Beast really appeared in front of Xiang Yang, he wouldn't be surprised.

  Xu Yang drew out his sword and carefully cut open the bottom of the blood pool, then gingerly retrieved the Shadow Stone.

  "Originally, in order to advance to the rank of Xuan Shi, I had to worry about visualizing eight kinds of strange beasts. Now, I don't have to worry about that at all... Hmm, it's also a bit of a happy worry, Huo Ji Xuan Ling, should I visualize Zhu Que or Feng Huang?"

  Exiting the grand hall, Xu Yang descended the mountain and found many corpses of fallen beasts. Regardless of whether they were weak or strong beasts that preyed on the weak ones, all had lost their vital energy, their bodies rotting at a visible rate to the naked eye.

  Ge Wei Feng and others have been hiding in the valley, dodging and fleeing from hundreds of fierce beasts that are chasing them, with their numbers dwindling. Eight peak guardians of Xuan Shi had already died, six were gone, and two refused to accept the responsibility of being the last ones left and escaped without a trace.

  A strange beast pounced towards Ge Wei Feng, and looking at those sharp bone claws, the exhausted Ge Wei Feng revealed a fearful expression.

  All the way, he had seen it several times, this sharp bone claw pierced through his companion's chest, grabbed out the heart that was emitting hot air, and then sent it to the bloody mouth with drool, chewing slowly.

  "No, no! I am the pride of Linshui City's younger generation, a child of heaven, destined to inherit the position of the Ge family head, famous throughout Donglai! How can I die here?!"

  Ge Wei Feng hugged his head and sat down with a thud.

  A shrill gust of wind swept past his ear, and Bone Claw's talons left three bloody gashes on Ge Wei Feng's face.

  After a while, Ge Wei Feng quietly opened his eyes without making any noise.

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