Bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, 10,000 Year Old Temple.
In the cemetery in the backyard of the main hall, an old monk sat there. His beard and brows were white and he was emaciated. Seated on the ground, he was chanting the Rebirth Mantra softly towards the cemetery.
In the cemetery, a red-haired burly man with disheveled hair and tattered clothes sat inside. His body was coiled with rusty chains.
The scarlet-haired burly man leaned against a stone stele listlessly and was about to doze off amidst the chanting of the old monk.
"Old bald monk, you're nagging here every day. It's fine if you're dead, but you're annoying the living to death!" The scarlet-haired burly man dozed off and mumbled.
The old monk turned a deaf ear and continued chanting.
All of a sudden!
The scarlet-haired burly man's expression changed as though he sensed something. He stood up with a bang and the chains on his body vibrated!
The scarlet-haired burly man stared at the void not far away with bright eyes – there was no hint of fatigue on his face.
Suddenly, the chanting stopped.
As though he sensed something, the old monk flicked his sleeves and created a gigantic crack in the void not far away, causing a pile of items to fall out.
There were broken lotus stems, shattered lotus leaves and a bare lotus platform.
Immediately after, a figure fell out. It was Su Zimo who tore apart the Major Transference Talisman and escaped from the hands of the Half-Martial Ancestor expert, Di Fan!
Bang!
Su Zimo's body fell heavily to the ground motionlessly.
It was not that he did not want to move, but his body had already lost all vitality. Although his Essence Spirit was not destroyed, he could no longer control this body.
The scarlet-haired burly man was shocked when he saw the mangled body.
"He's so severely injured?"
The scarlet-haired burly man could tell with a single glance that the body was completely crippled. His bones were shattered and his organs were smashed into mush. His flesh was lifeless without any vitality.
To put it simply, even if the owner of this body was a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure, he would not be able to save it!
The power of a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure could regenerate severed limbs.
However, Su Zimo was a Mahayana Patriarch if his body was destroyed to this extent.
Every Mahayana Patriarch knew a divine power – rebirth from a single drop of blood.
A single drop of blood was all it took to reconstruct the body!
The old monk looked at the battered body and frowned as well.
"Even the grade-six Fortune realm Qinglian was shattered?"
The red-haired man's face gradually turned ugly.
To be able to shatter a grade-6 Creation, Qinglian's strength was probably beyond the Conjoint Body realm!
"Could it be that an Ancestor realm expert made a move?"
The red-haired man's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he was enraged.
Although there were no hard and fast rules in the cultivation world, it was truly inexcusable for an Ancestor realm expert to kill a Void Reversion.
"Motherf * cker, he's really bullying this kid because he doesn't have a backer!"
The red-haired man cursed. His nose twitched as he sniffed the air. His face turned even uglier.
He gnashed his teeth and said, "She's a descendant of the Di Family, and a descendant of his!"
At this moment, two beams of light flew out from the broken body. They were Su Zimo's two great primordial spirits, the red-haired Yin Spirit and the black-haired primordial spirit!
Looking at Su Zimo's scarlet-haired Yin Spirit, the red-haired burly man's eyes lit up with satisfaction.
However, he soon frowned.
"Your Essence Spirit is injured as well?"
A look of rage flashed through the red-haired burly man's eyes.
"Master."
The two Essence Spirits bowed to the old monk first before turning to look at the red-haired burly man with complicated expressions.
If Su Zimo was not wrong, the red-headed ghost that he had mentioned was most likely the culprit behind the catastrophe back then – that evil dragon!
"What are you looking at?"
The red-headed ghost glared. "I'm that Illumination Dragon from back then, so what?! You've also drunk my blood for 20 years at the bottom of this valley! "
When he heard the red-headed ghost say that, Su Zimo no longer had any doubts.
However, he was truly in no mood to argue with the red-headed ghost.
He felt a wave of sorrow as he looked at the lifeless body on the ground.
It was not because he had lost his physical body.
He was a Void Reversion and would not die even if he lost his physical body.
Furthermore, if he lost his physical body, he could just create another one at most.
It was also not because of how strong this body was and how many years of cultivation were destroyed.
It was because he had been cultivating the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness ever since he started cultivating. This body carried traces of Die Yue!
When his bloodline phenomenon was pushed to its limits, a blood-colored butterfly would even be created!
However, all of that would no longer exist.
That was the reason why he could not bear to part with it.
The red-headed ghost looked at the old monk. "Old bald monk, let's follow my plan. That's the only way we can resolve his crisis."
"That's the only way,"
The old monk sighed gently.
The red-headed ghost shouted to Su Zimo, "Hey, lad, do you want this body to recover to its original state?"
"You have a way?"
Su Zimo was invigorated and his eyes lit up.
"Hehe!"
The red-headed ghost laughed strangely. "Of course I have a way. If you nod your head, I'll give you a huge opportunity. It's way too easy for this body to recover. The true benefits are yet to come! "
"Speak!"
Su Zimo calmed down and did not agree immediately.
"From now on, this body of yours will only be managed by this Essence Spirit,"
The red-headed ghost pointed to the scarlet-haired Yin Spirit and said, "Your Essence Spirit and body can head to the Dragon Bone Valley. There's a divine spring inside that can heal your body and Essence Spirit injuries!"
"The divine spring of the primordial era has the miraculous effect of reviving the dead and regrowing flesh and bones. It has long gone extinct. However, there's a spring in the Dragon Bone Valley!"
Su Zimo knew that the red-headed ghost would not lie to him about something as such.
Since he said that the primordial divine spring had such an effect, it must be true.
The red-headed ghost continued, "If your body recovers, you'll have to join the Dragons and cultivate in the Dragon Bone Valley. No one will dare to bully you to this extent in the future!"
With the Dragons of the Primordial Nine Races as backing, who would dare to provoke them?
Not the nine immortal sects, seven fiend sects and six Buddhist monasteries!
After pondering for a moment, Su Zimo asked again, "What about my black-haired Essence Spirit?"
That was the key.
If his body recovered and belonged to the scarlet-haired Yin Spirit alone, it would mean that his entire body, from his bloodline to his Essence Spirit, would be completely Dragons!
Su Zimo was born as a human and wanted to establish the Dao for all living beings – he did not want to be reduced to an alien race completely.
However, this was indeed a massive opportunity for him!
The greatest benefit was naturally that his body could recover to its original state.
If he could cultivate in the Dragon Bone Valley, it might be of great help to his cultivation of the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness!
There was an Essence Spirit secret skill and a Dharmic art in the Yang Spirit section.
The Dharmic art was Barren.
Su Zimo only had a rough understanding of Barren and could release it simply.
He did not manage to unleash its full power. Furthermore, he could not control the range of the technique perfectly.
Up till now, he could not understand the profoundness of the Essence Spirit secret skill.
If he could cultivate in the Dragon Bone Valley, it would be extremely helpful for him to control Barren and comprehend the Essence Spirit secret skill!
After all, the Yin and Yang Spirit sections of the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness were adapted from the cultivation of the Dragon King of Desolate Ocean.
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