The five stared in the direction of White Bone Mountain, clearly compiled of the Divine Race’s bones, yet it gave off an imnsely demonic presence.
As if a surging tide of Demonic Qi was pulsing within.
"Let’s take a look," Xu Zii said.
"If there are any good items, I bet they have already been looted by these people," Feng Changnian comnted from the side.
"Let’s hope we can still manage to get a piece of the action."
"The Demon Race Ancestral Cetery isn’t that simple, for all we know, they might not have lived to lay hands on anything," Feng Changyin said coldly beside him.
The five set off toward White Bone Mountain.
The land was rife with Demonic Qi, even the grass underfoot had been eroded by it, and the occasional breeze that blew by was a black demonic wind.
"It’s hard to imagine just how powerful the Divine and Demon Clans were back in the day," Feng Changnian remarked with emotion.
When the five reached the foot of the mountain, they could already see many figures within their line of sight.
Their arrival went unnoticed, as there were nearly a hundred people from various forces present.
"Nine Dragons Manor, Misty Fantasy Mansion, Wind Sword Sect, Yanyue Sect... so many factions," Feng Changnian said, listing off the people around them.
"It seems this Demon Race Ancestral Cetery is no ordinary place, otherwise it wouldn’t have attracted so many."
Feng Changyin walked up to soone nearby and asked with a smile, "Brother, why are all of you gathered at the foot of the mountain instead of going up?"
The young man turned his head and said indifferently, "White Bone Mountain is full of dangers; we dare not climb it. Anyone below lting Heaven level goes up, it’s a death sentence."
Hearing this, a flicker of interest crossed Xu Zii’s eyes.
He turned to Jiuyou and the others and said, "You guys wait here; I’ll go up and have a look."
Despite so reluctance, Feng Changnian and the others were unwilling to take the risk.
As Xu Zii began to ascend step by step, the onlookers imdiately turned their gaze towards him.
"Look, soone else is heading up."
"Who is that? Seems quite unfamiliar."
"White Bone Mountain is incredibly eerie. It’s best for us to stay away. None of those who went up before have co back down."
White Bone Mountain was imposing and uncanny; its nacing aura was far more palpable at its base.
The bones of White Bone Mountain intertwined like dense branches, weaving a complex network.
The cold bones were forbidding and glead chillingly.
There was no path up White Bone Mountain, only a climb over the forbidding bones, advancing bit by bit.
Xu Zii exerted a bit of force in his legs and headed straight for the peak of White Bone Mountain.
The Divine Power that once filled these divine bones had eroded away, leaving them saturated with Demonic Qi.
Anyone not from the Demon Race who touched these bones would likely be corroded by the Demonic Qi imdiately.
But this had no effect on Xu Zii, who ascended rapidly, gaining nearly a hundred ters within a few breaths’ ti.
Suddenly, Xu Zii encountered a corpse ahead.
From the clothing, it appeared to be soone from the Yanyue Sect.
After approaching, Xu Zii discovered the body’s complexion was pitch black, completely consud by the Demonic Qi.
After pondering briefly, he continued upward, and before long, the sound of combat reached his ears.
He saw an area up ahead ford by white bones.
The bones appeared like an open maw, clinging to the side of the mountain wall.
A man and a woman were fighting against dozens of demonic entities.
These demonic creatures resembled small children, under one ter tall, each holding a little hamr, constantly playing and fighting.
At this mont, these demonic creatures had trapped the two people; it seed they were already struggling to escape, surrounded by perils.
Xu Zii stepped forward into the void and landed on the outskirts of the encirclent.
"Friend, save us," the man and woman, seeing Xu Zii’s arrival, suddenly saw a glimr of hope and quickly pleaded for help.
"I am an Elder of the Pure Yang Sect; saving will be handsoly rewarded."
Xu Zii looked up, smiled, and stepped into the void to enter the encirclent.
Seeing Xu Zii co in, the demonic creatures all stopped their attacks, looking at him with confusion.
"Thank you for the rescue..." The man’s words were cut short when suddenly a "puff" was heard, and his pupils dilated in shock.
Before them, Xu Zii had pierced through the abdons of the pair, heartlessly extracting their hearts.
"No need to thank ," Xu Zii said with a smile and a shake of his head, tossing the hearts to the ground as the two bodies stiffly fell.
"Who is your leader?" Xu Zii looked at the group of demonic creatures and inquired.
The creatures looked at each other, then broke into mocking laughter and scattered.
"Just Spiritual Bodies?" Xu Zii frowned and muttered to himself.
The so-called Spiritual Bodies were not true demons; they lacked independent consciousness and were controlled by mbers of the Demon Race.
They would attack all lifeforms other than their own kind.
Xu Zii thought it made sense; the Divine Demon Battlefield was a place where even remnants of the Demon Race were rarely seen, let alone real demons appearing so easily.
He decided to continue upward to see more.
He was growing ever closer to the summit of White Bone Mountain, and after climbing again for about fifteen minutes, he finally reached the top.
Along the way, he encountered several corpses intermittently.
Among them were not a few beings at the lting Heaven peak, but Xu Zii had not yet seen any Saints.
Generally, Saints chose not to appear in the world; they secluded themselves to fully focus on assaulting the Divine King level, hoping for a chance to reach the Immortal Path Bridge.
Those who actually walked the world were mostly Semi-Saints and beings at the peak of lting Heaven.
The closer one got to the summit, the more corpses there were.
When Xu Zii reached the summit, only five people remained.
The instant Xu Zii arrived, all five pairs of eyes turned to him.
"A little child," an old man with white hair said in surprise as he looked at Xu Zii and laughed.
"This friend looks unfamiliar; may I ask how to address you?" Another man, a refined scholar, smiled and inquired.
Nobody underestimated Xu Zii because of his youth, as having the capability to reach the summit itself was an achievent.
"Loose Cultivator Xu Zii," Xu Zii replied indifferently.
He looked around, noting that the scenery atop White Bone Mountain was not pleasing, surrounded by rampaging dark Demonic Qi.
The summit was rocky and precipitous, with a natural white bone pit ford in the very center.
Enveloped in Demonic Qi, the base of the pit remained shrouded and elusive.
"Why don’t you go down and take a look?" Xu Zii turned and asked.
The five people at the summit appeared to be from different forces.
A white-haired elder, a refined scholar, a middle-aged man in green robes, a sowhat seductive woman, and a burly man.
Based on their attire, Xu Zii could roughly identify a few of them.
"Elder Han just went down; we’re waiting for news," said the white-haired elder.
"If there are treasures below, wouldn’t he get them all?" Xu Zii laughed.
The crowd’s eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting their shared concern.
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