Chapter 1062: Chapter 106: Where Is the Path to Being an Immortal (68) — Descent
There seems to be a reason forcing ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ to do his utmost along the way, even at the cost of exposing his identity as an ‘Onmyoji’.
Song Haoran himself can be considered a human possessing Superordinary Power, yet he has never thought of showcasing his Superordinary Power to the world at this stage.
Without a reason, it would be impossible for this matter to be established—although the exact reason is unknown, it’s obvious that ‘Haruxin Suzuki’s state will continue.
“Mr. Onmyoji, what exactly are these moving skeleton warriors?” Song Haoran asked casually—despite this, he gripped a shotgun tightly in his hand.
The narrow, elongated passage resembles a one-directional alley battle, and not using a weapon like a shotgun would be foolish… Of course, a submachine gun would also work.
“This should be some form of corpse-controlling technique,” ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ said calmly: “However, these warrior corpses have already decayed into white bones, being skeletons in appearance.”
The skeleton warriors advanced step by step, and Song Haoran raised his eyebrows and mented, “This Imperial Tomb is truly formidable, these things… they’ve existed for over two thousand years?”
‘Haruxin Suzuki’ suddenly frowned, “No, these skeletons should have been created not long ago, pletely different from the living dead in the previous burial chambers.”
Without asking ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ why he judged the skeleton warriors to be newly made, Song Haoran considered a possibility, “Is Young Master Suzuki indicating… someone is up to mischief in the main burial chamber ahead?”
“It’s possible.” ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ nodded, puzzled internally… Normally, an Imperial Tomb, despite being laden with traps, isn’t too dangerous with modern technology and equipment. Yet, the mysterious super powerful entities make him and Lian Zhen guards along the way… It seems, at the tomb’s end, there might be things that even ordinary weapons can’t deal with.
‘Haruxin Suzuki’ glanced at ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’, who nodded back and then moved forward one step.
Unexpectedly, Song Haoran suddenly said, “These few skeleton warriors don’t need your intervention, leave them to us.”
With that, Song Haoran signaled, and the Song Family Descendant Soldiers immediately raised powerful weapons and fired at the approaching skeleton warriors!
“Considering potential troublemakers ahead capable of using these supernatural techniques, Young Master Suzuki should conserve energy to handle uping issues,” Song Haoran raised his shotgun, advancing step by step, each step acpanied by a loud ‘bang’.
Supported by strong firepower from the Song Family Descendant Soldiers, every step Song Haoran took resulted in several skeleton warriors falling instantly ahead!
“This Song Haoran indeed shows remarkable courage… Unfortunately.” ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ continued conversing mentally with Yamata no Orochi.
Yamata no Orochi naturally understood what Lian Zhen regretted—this guy seems to have taken a liking to Song Haoran’s physical form. Only, all of its marks have been erased by that mysterious super powerful entity, and it and Lian Zhen are further bound to the Suzuki family’s father and son.
“A human’s body, no matter how strong, has limits. This is Mount Tai, there are many Taoists and demons outside. After this matter is resolved, wandering outside might lead to encountering a few strong-bodied demons, undoubtedly better than humans.”
“Yes.”
Boom-boom-boom—!
Strong modern firepower furiously swept, the skeleton warriors ahead were destroyed, shattered into fragments rolling onto the path, forming a road of bones!
Crunch!!
As the final shotgun shell fell to the ground with a thud, the passage ahead held no visible skeleton warriors anymore.
Song Haoran tossed the shotgun to a warrior behind him, then looked towards ‘Haruxin Suzuki’, “Obstacles cleared, let’s proceed.”
‘Haruxin Suzuki’ nodded, reaching out to grab the ancient map from the deceased Mu Xianghua’s hand, although at a distance, and took a look.
It was then that ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ suddenly changed his expression, seemingly overwhelmed with anger, and charged forward over the scattered bones, “Damn it! Who dares to devour my Yin Greedy Wolf Force!!”
‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ moved with extraordinary agility, surpassing even plains leopards, forcing open a clear path through the bone road as he charged.
Instinctively, Song Haoran cast an inquisitive glance at ‘Haruxin Suzuki’.
‘Haruxin Suzuki’ observed the swiftly retreating ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ and pointed to his head, “He has some issues here.”
These two were certainly unlike typical father and son… Song Haoran squinted slightly at this moment.
The situation seemed to grow more intriguing… This tense and thrilling sensation hadn’t been experienced in a long time. He licked his lips, “We mustn’t fall behind.”
…
The Stone Gate suffered a targeted explosion, bursting open in an instant—afterwards, a figure dashed in from outside at high speed.
This figure… ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ quickly halted and examined the surroundings.
In front of him appeared numerous massive, peculiar crystal structures, each trapping a person.
He frowned deeply, slowly walking past the crystal pillars… Some captives seemed to be Taoists, while others were clearly demons.
Several were entirely drained of Life Force, while others were on the brink of death, consciousness fading.
The space was vast, as big as a soccer field—while centrally, stood an ancient and colossal altar!
On the altar hovered a man, arms outstretched in apparent agony, tightly shut eyes, emitting an aura that rendered Lian Zhen heart-racing with fear.
But ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’… Lian Zhen’s target was clear, guided by a mystical sense, he swiftly navigated the densely packed crystal pillars, arriving at one near the altar!
On this pillar, white hair cascaded down as the crystal consumed a girl, her head hung low, a flickering candle before the wind, the flame of life could extinguish at any moment.
This was the Purple Star Young Master of the Greedy Wolf Clan!
Lian Zhen’s eyes seemed ablaze with Anger—at such close distance, he could perceive clearly that his own Yin Greedy Wolf Origin Power had been devoured, leaving only a small flicker!
“Damn it…”
A low growl squeezed from his vocal cords, Lian Zhen could disregard the host’s life, but not the lost Yin Greedy Wolf Origin Power!
“Very well… very well…”
Already furious, Lian Zhen suddenly charged at the crystal pillar devouring Zi Xing!
The fist struck within the crystal pillar, instantly creating a crack! Then, the crystalline column shattered instantly, and Zi Xing fell directly from above to the ground.
Just as Lian Zhen intended to step forward to check on Zi Xing’s condition, a sudden danger struck from behind him! In haste, Lian Zhen turned around, only to see several streaks of thunderbolt flying towards him from five different directions!
Bang——!!!
The sound of explosions echoed incessantly within this vast space.
The five bolts of thunder did not hit Lian Zhen; he leapt onto a crystalline pillar, scanning the surroundings to search for hidden enemies.
“Cowardly vermin hiding in the shadows! e out now!!”
Enraged, Lian Zhen swung his palm towards a nearby pillar, instantly shattering it. The demon trapped on the pillar instantly fell to the ground, but Lian Zhen cared not for the demon’s fate and swiftly moved to strike the second pillar.
“Don’t want to e out, huh? If you won’t show yourself, I’ll destroy this place!!”
Such hatred!
Feeling the tiny pulse of Yin Greedy Wolf Force Origin within Zi Xing, Lian Zhen’s anger almost overwhelmed his reason!
Who would have thought that after crossing the seas, merely to acpany that shameless Yamata no Orochi to fetch the Suihou Pearl, he would discover the nearly drained Origin powering the Zi Xing—his former host—in the depths of the Imperial Tomb!
It was right then that a figure darted from the shadows, charging towards Lian Zhen, who planned to destroy the crystalline columns.
The two exchanged a swift palm strike in mid-air, then retreated to different positions atop separate crystalline columns… Lian Zhen’s gaze turned intensely cold, fixed on his front.
A man wearing a bronze mask… Lian Zhen could sense a powerful mana within this man, not at the Inquiry Phase, yet surpassing it, incredibly eerie.
From this angle, he could already glimpse the entire view of the ritual site—besides the young man floating and enduring pain, the site also contained a crystal coffin… The coffin lid had already opened, revealing an elderly man with a pale, bloodless face.
With just a glance, Lian Zhen was somewhat astonished and blurted out in surprise, “Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation?”
“Who are you?” Lian Zhen’s recognition startled the Bronze Masked Man; he studied the peculiar and discordant features of this stout old man, feeling a stirring within. Hence, he solemnly asked again, “You have possessed this person, and for what purpose?”
Lian Zhen merely sneered without speaking—suddenly, he leaped up, racing towards the ritual site with evident intent aimed at the crystal coffin containing Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation!
“How dare you!!”
Only hearing the Bronze Masked Man shout in fury, he stepped on crystalline columns, arriving first at the ritual site ahead of Lian Zhen.
The Bronze Masked Man swiftly released a slew of talismans around him, forming a circle, from which bolts of lightning erupted forth.
Lian Zhen, unstoppable, sliced through bolt after bolt of lightning, finally landing lightly upon the ritual site.
The extraordinary prowess of this stout old man immensely surprised the Bronze Masked Man; he moved cautiously, guarding in front of the crystal coffin.
Lian Zhen then suddenly looked down at the ground—at the ritual site—as if sensing something, scanning his surroundings again, seemingly discovering something new, he coldly whispered, “This place gathers so much life force. Are there other plans?”
The Bronze Masked Man remained silent, his hand hidden behind his back, standing with posure—but his hidden hand was continually pinching, as though calculating something.
He pinched several times with his fingers, then abruptly stopped… Everything seemed murky and chaotic; he felt like he was lost in a gray sea, with a threat of being buried at sea should he continue calculating.
With the new year just beginning, merely a day and a night had passed, why had destiny evolved into such a chaotic omen?
While the Bronze Masked Man was enveloped in confusion, the stone gate blasted by Lian Zhen.
At this moment, a succession of figures poured in—it was ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ and Song Haoran and their party, following closely behind Lian Zhen, now finally arrived!
It’s him…
Song Haoran, holding a telescope, immediately saw the situation at the ritual site—when he saw the Bronze Masked Man, Song Haoran paused for a moment.
He had already encountered this Bronze Masked Man once before.
“Seems you’ve got quite a few helpers.” The Bronze Masked Man stated slowly, gazing at Lian Zhen.
Lian Zhen glanced around at everyone, snorted coldly, saying, “The construction of this ritual site is somewhat peculiar, used to absorb the life force of these demons and Taoists, huh… You’ve obtained so much vitality. What do you intend to do… With Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation lying in the crystal coffin?”
“You’ll all soon find out.” The Bronze Masked Man stated slowly, “I originally thought those skeletons outside could hold you for some time, but since you’re all here, then bear witness to the cycle of life and death… The time has e.”
“What?” Lian Zhen frowned instantly.
And just then, a terrifying aura suddenly swept through the enormous underground tomb, astonishing him. The source was… the young man floating and writhing in agony!
At that moment, from the young man, an enormous power erupted neither mana nor demonic power; the entire vast tomb stirred with fierce winds.
‘Haruxin Suzuki’ leapt forward, quickly jumping atop a crystal stone pillar, peering towards the ritual site!
At that moment, the tumultuous wind abruptly dissipated, everything seemingly calmed down.
Only the young man, naked from the waist up, slowly rose a little higher again… He opened his eyes, but his pupils were gone; all were pitch black.
Meanwhile, a supreme majesty emanated from the young man’s body.
“This is… Divine Power!” Yamata no Orochi shouted out in shock.
As someone who had stolen the power of Yan Wuyue World, and divided it with Izanami, Yamata no Orochi knew exactly what kind of aura this was.
In the depths of this Imperial Tomb, unexpectedly… a god has descended!
No wonder that mysterious super powerful being didn’t e in himself…
User Comments
0 comments from readers