Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 768 - 268. Old Place (5.4K - Please Subscribe)_3
Chapter 768: 268. Old Place (5.4K – Please Subscribe)_3
Moreover, the heavens and earth there are being destroyed, the very world has turned to ruins, leaving only a solitary giant dragon corpse lying there, quietly… quietly… waiting for the Five Spirits to mature.
Here is the Dragon Corpse Ancient Ship outside the Emperor’s Heart World, one of the many Dragon Corpse Ancient Ships of the Five Spirits Celestial Demon Palace.
Song Yan said, “The Five Spirits Celestial Demon Palace is like starry sea piracy, sailing in this vast region; what could be better than this?”
If it were before, he might not have dared to choose this place, but now not only has his power greatly increased, he has strong confidence in “one-on-one” combat, and the map given by Ning Daozhen was clearly marked.
The First-Level Dragon Ship of the Five Spirits Celestial Demon Palace — the Five Elements Heaven-Stealing Ship.
Top cultivator power on the ship: one late-stage Realm Spirit, three late-stage World Core…
Note: Known Dragon Ship levels of the Five Spirits Celestial Demon Palace:
First Level (Beginner): Five Elements Heaven-Stealing Ship, most dragon corpses are Coiling Dragons
Second Level: Dream Sea Celestial Ship, most dragon corpses are Mirage Dragons
Third Level: Ancestor Ship, dragon corpses are Azure Dragons
Fourth Level: Suspected to exist, not yet proven
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The Black and White Fat Bird Void Ship set its course and started heading south.
It would take over seventy years to reach the Five Elements Heaven-Stealing Ship of the Five Elements Celestial Demon Palace.
Along the way, although lonely, it wasn’t completely desolate, as Song Yan replenished the Divine Forms Demon Body, enough to use words as law.
Ning Yunmiao also began preparations.
She had only been to this area once before, during the last escort of Gu Mohan’s remains.
As for the clash, she recalled that her fellow Cultivator, Reacher, had once tangled with a cultivator from the Five Spirits Celestial Demon Palace.
“The Five Spirits are the Realm Spirits of those Celestial Demon Palace cultivators. Their Realm Spirits are unique, nurtured in other worlds and never increasing, always maintaining five.
However, these Five Spirits can rapidly enhance themselves by devouring other worlds.
That late-stage Realm Spirit is likely leading those three late-stage World Cores to digest the ruins of that region’s many Cultivation Profound Lands to avoid waste.”
Ning Yunmiao shared intelligence and discussed battle strategies.
Song Yan heard this and curiously asked, “Gu Mohan must be at the same level of power as your grandfather, right?”
“He should be, it’s just that Senior Gu Mohan is very mysterious…” Ning Yunmiao said.
Song Yan said, “Then how did Senior Gu Mohan fall?”
As he spoke, he mused, “Initially, I thought he died in a battle with a giant dragon… By the way, Senior Sister, what kind of dragon was the dragon skeleton you took away?”
Ning Yunmiao said, “I know you’re suspicious, but there’s no need for it, because the dragon that died in the Emperor’s Heart World was an Azure Dragon.
There are many dragon species, but the Azure Dragon is absolutely a ruler-level existence, qualified to go down in a death match with Senior Gu Mohan.
Just think, if it wasn’t an Azure Dragon, but a Hui Dragon, then… Emperor’s Heart would have digested it long ago after observing it for at least hundreds of thousands of years, right?
The reason it couldn’t be digested is that Emperor’s Heart couldn’t digest it.”
“I see…”
Song Yan temporarily dismissed his doubts and then analyzed, “Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was perhaps an extremely fierce battle there, but now it’s settled, so the Five Spirits Celestial Demon Palace left only a first-level ancient ship for the junior disciples to cultivate.
Once we arrive, the only worries are the array of the Five Elements Heaven-Stealing Ship itself, that late-stage Realm Spirit, and any reinforcements…”
Ning Yunmiao said, “There won’t be any reinforcements. There are so many barriers in this space, even treasures can’t transmit messages across the domain.”
Song Yan said, “Then it’s just the Dragon Ship and the late-stage Realm Spirit.”
Ning Yunmiao said, “What do you plan to do?”
Song Yan said, “What else can I do, first observe in secret, then fish them out.
Disguise as prey to attract their attention, then reverse probe them and erupt into a battle, and when they feel ’as expected, everything’s settled,’ I ambush them and seize their Dragon Ship.
Initially, they think it’s a reverse fishing game, but in fact, I’m planning to feign on one side and strike on another, drawing from underneath.
Any real purpose has to be wrapped in another meticulously crafted conspiracy.
Because no one is a fool, if you give them a conspiracy, they will always detect it, get cautious, and unravel it.
But… if they focus on the conspiracy itself, they’ll fall into the trap.
However, if they ignore it, the conspiracy becomes an open plot, straightforward yet sophisticated, sophisticated yet straightforward…
Isn’t that what everyone is doing? Senior Sister, what’s your plan?”
Ning Yunmiao blinked and quietly put away her previously intended simple plan of “direct confrontation and secret ambush,” and calmly said, “Good.”
Song Yan put away his earlier lazy demeanor and seriously said, “We’ve joked enough, Senior Sister, let’s carefully discuss what we should actually do.”
Ning Yunmiao reluctantly said, “Didn’t you just say something quite good, I think using what you just said should be fine…”
Song Yan said, “Senior Sister, paper strategies can lead to death.
Let’s envision a few scenarios, preemptively plan, for if you and I are separated and unable to communicate, we need some tacit understanding beforehand.
And then wait for the actual observation to be complete, then act according to the situation.”
Ning Yunmiao thought about her past actions and lightly said, “Oh.”
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Song Yan had never imagined that after leaving that world, he’d be able to return.
This made him feel that the operation of the entire Great Thousand Worlds is actually slower than a snail.
Indeed, the majority of Profound Yellow Cultivators reside in one place for thousands, tens of thousands, even a hundred thousand years for cultivation, a fact evident from the few cultivators he saw at the Celestial Marvel Sword Palace.
Who else, like him, bounces around every few hundred years?
Snap…
He landed on the ground, the surface of the ruins, the sky lacked stars, sun, and moon, only a deep curtain-like darkness pressed heavily, bringing intense suffocation and oppression.
His aura was concealed to the extreme, only cultivators of the same realm could likely discern him.
He remembered when he left it was still short days and long nights, yet now it had become eternal night.
The extreme cold had made the surface unsuitable for human habitation.
His divine sense dispersed like invisible ripples, scanning this dead silent land.
Deep underground, there was unexpectedly a faint flicker of light like a flickering flame, around which a group of mortals huddled, the light casting long human shadows and revealing vaguely discernible remnants of an Immortal Cave Mansion.
That light came from a damaged Magical Treasure of a certain cultivator, the treasure long lost its spirituality, only leftover warmth remained, barely helping the mortals fend off the external cold.
But how could mortals survive in this world full of Celestial Demon feasts and Netherlife proliferation?
They were merely reared for amusement by the Celestial Demons.
Here, Celestial Demons are everywhere, the living of the Netherworld roams rampant, and the Celestial Calamity Beasts from the early years have long vanished without a trace, this is a world slowly withering, gradually nurturing the Five Elements of the Underworld’s apocalyptic world.
The Black and White Fat Bird Ancient Ship floated quietly in the distance, having entered through an array, the Five Spirits Celestial Demon Palace wouldn’t pay extra attention to such a broken fourth-level Cultivation Profound Land.
Song Yan stood at the center of the ruins, aura extremely concealed, he had already fused with the darkness.
He had returned, but this was no longer the world he remembered.
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