Chapter 1757 - 37: The Second Generation Ancestor Dragon
A thundering roar echoed throughout every direction.
Lin Feng was shocked. What was this sound? How could it be so grand?
At this moment, dust swirled in the distance.
"Roar..."
A roar as loud as the heavens and earth resounded through the clouds.
Soon after, countless giant beasts charged forward.
Those were Bone Beasts.
And their bodies had been reduced to just bones.
On each Bone Beast sat a Cultivator clad in armor, holding a battle spear.
But upon closer inspection, these Cultivators had no life aura at all, seeming like the dead.
Behind the Knight Army, there were countless infantry, also clad in armor, wielding long spears, orderly arranged together, flying swiftly across the sky.
"The ghost soldiers from Hell!"
Lin Feng was astonished.
...
The Netherworld consists of two types of soldiers: the first kind being Netherworld Soldiers, and the second being ghost soldiers.
Ghost soldiers specifically refer to a kind of troop within the Hell of the Netherworld.
If the Netherworld were compared to a nation, then Hell would be the Imperial City.
And ghost soldiers would be the Imperial Guards within the Imperial City.
Their status is much higher than that of ordinary Netherworld Soldiers, and they are much stronger.
"So many ghost soldiers appear in the Nine Nether Refining Prison! Where are these ghost soldiers heading to?"
Lin Feng couldn’t help but mutter to himself.
"Rumble..."
Just at this moment.
The ground in the distance started to tremble violently.
Another army charged forward.
This army too was vast and overwhelming, with an uncountable number.
At the forefront was also a group of Knights.
Riding nightmare beasts shrouded in darkness, these knights were dressed in black robes.
The black robes concealed their faces, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes.
And behind the Black Robed Knight Army were ordinary soldiers also dressed in black robes.
"Boom..."
The two armies clashed directly, like two torrents colliding together.
This great battle was carried out in silence, without a sound.
...
Seeing the two clashing armies, Lin Feng felt immense shock within.
The ghost soldiers of Hell were actually battling against the mysterious other army.
Where did this mysterious black-robed army come from?
Why such an intense battle between these two armies?
These questions puzzled Lin Feng.
The world of the Nine Nether Refining Prison seemed close to being broken through by this immense battle.
This battle was too fierce.
Lin Feng dared not stay any longer.
He quickly sped off into the distance,
to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
...
Having left the battlefield, Lin Feng, following the methods instructed by Old Monster Moo, first determined the direction of east, south, west, and north of the Nine Nether Refining Prison, then headed towards the location of the True Dragon Remains based on the route map.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Hellfire blazed brightly.
Netherworld Ghost Wind swept across heaven and earth.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle!
Lin Feng’s soul was ignited.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Soon after, the Netherworld Ghost Wind shredded his soul.
Soul damage inflicts pain on a Cultivator a thousand times more severe than harm to the physical body.
This place was too dangerous; Lin Feng dared not activate the Luu Ya’s Star Map to protect his soul, as doing so would consume too much soul power. He worried that should danger arise, the severe depletion of soul power would leave him defenseless.
In the Nine Nether Refining Prison, the soul continuously gets wounded, so Lin Feng would only activate the Luu Ya’s Star Map to repair his soul when the injuries were severe.
"Ah..." A horrifying scream came from ahead, and Lin Feng quickly sped over, discovering a ball of flames raging.
"No! I won’t resign myself to this!"
A desperate roar emerged from the flames.
Within the flames was the soul of a Cultivator.
As of now, the soul of that Cultivator had already been set on fire.
"Is it a soul cast into the Nine Nether Refining Prison?"
Lin Feng spoke to himself.
The Nine Nether Refining Prison was akin to a colossal prison.
This prison
imprisons the souls of Cultivators.
In the Nine Nether Refining Prison, the soul is constantly subjected to being consumed by Hellfire day and night.
Enduring the ravages of the Netherworld Ghost Wind.
The Netherworld Ghost Wind was like blade after blade.
Being blown by the Netherworld Ghost Wind was truly akin to a death by a thousand cuts.
Here, Hellfire and the Netherworld Ghost Wind are ubiquitous.
Cultivators are continuously subjected to various pain.
There isn’t a moment of respite.
Perhaps this is the most terrifying aspect.
The soul of that Cultivator was finally burned to ashes by Hellfire.
Along the way, Lin Feng saw numerous souls being punished in the Nine Nether Refining Prison.
Many souls had become lifeless, almost like walking corpses.
Here, there is no hope of escape.
"Roar..."
Suddenly, a beast-like roar emanated from the distance.
A pitch-black giant beast, shrouded in black mist, was devouring the wandering souls in the heavens.
"Flee!"
Upon seeing that fierce beast, many souls cried out in terror and scattered away.
"What is that?" Lin Feng shouted.
"A Devouring Soul Beast! It devours souls! It is the most terrifying creature in the Nine Nether Refining Prison!"
Someone warned.
Lin Feng also fled into the distance along with the others.
Just then, the Devouring Soul Beast suddenly opened its blood-red mouth, taking a sudden inhale.
"Whoosh..."
A tremendous suction force surged forth.
That horrifying suction force enveloped all the souls.
No soul could escape, all were devoured.
Lin Feng saw that he too was about to be devoured.
At that moment, he unleashed the Luu Ya’s Star Map, conjuring a massive star map to suppress the Devouring Soul Beast.
Bang!
The Luu Ya’s Star Map struck the Devouring Soul Beast, immediately knocking it away.
"Roar roar roar..."
The Devouring Soul Beast roared in anger and charged at Lin Feng once more.
Seeing the power of the conjured star map, all of Lin Feng’s worries disappeared.
He continued to manipulate the star map to strike at the Devouring Soul Beast.
Bang bang bang!
Both sides collided repeatedly.
They clashed over a dozen times.
Finally!
The Devouring Soul Beast couldn’t match up, suppressed by the Luu Ya’s Star Map.
"Submit! Or die!"
Lin Feng walked step by step towards the Devouring Soul Beast.
"I submit! The Devouring Soul Beast greets its master!"
The Devouring Soul Beast prostrated on the ground.
"Open your soul!" Lin Feng coldly said.
The Devouring Soul Beast dared not disobey.
It opened its soul.
And within the soul of the Devouring Soul Beast, Lin Feng set a soul mark.
Immediately, the Devouring Soul Beast became his mount.
Lin Feng jumped onto the Devouring Soul Beast’s back and asked, "Do you know where the True Dragon Remains are located?"
The Devouring Soul Beast replied, "I know! They are the skeletal remains of the second generation Ancestor Dragon!"
"What? The skeletal remains of the second generation Ancestor Dragon?"
Upon hearing the Devouring Soul Beast’s words, Lin Feng’s face showed an expression of utter shock.
The Ancestor Dragon is the progenitor of all Dragon Clans.
And the Ancestor Dragon is a Primordial Life born from heaven and earth.
Rumor has it that throughout heaven and earth.
Only three generations of Ancestor Dragons have appeared.
The True Dragon is a descendant of the Ancestor Dragon.
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The legend of the Ancestor Dragon is ancient and profound, and Lin Feng once considered it merely a legend.
But now, the legend has become reality.
The world indeed once had Ancestor Dragons.