SFS Chapter 342 Golden God Bone
Chapter 342 Golden God Bone
The crooked tree seemed to understand Zhao Mu's words. It immediately stopped swaying, and the vines on the tree began to shrink.
In the blink of an eye, the entire tree turned into a small green sapling.
The corpses that were no longer bound by the vines emitted black smoke and turned into demons shrouded in black fog.
These should be the Demon Spirits that Young Netherworld King mentioned.
The Demon Spirits that were freed immediately revealed their ferocious faces. They were not even afraid of the light of the Golden Buddha Lamp as they pounced on Zhao Mu.
Zhao Mu was already prepared, and he slashed out with his sword.
Dimensional Slash.
With a piercing sound, the entire space was forcibly cut off along with all the Demon Spirits.
But what Zhao Mu did not expect was that these Demon Spirits were not injured. Instead, they took the opportunity to hide in the Void Crack.
In the blink of an eye, the Void Crack healed, and all the Demon Spirits disappeared.
But Zhao Mu knew that they were nearby and could launch a sneak attack on him at any time.
Zhao Mu did not panic and slashed the Void Crack again. At the same time, he activated the Burning Moon Celestial Flame. A burst of fierce and dazzling light erupted from his body, and he directly poured the boiling hot Pure Yang Qi into the Void Crack.
This move had an immediate effect, and in an instant, a shrill howl could be heard from the Void Crack.
Under the burning of the Pure Yang Flames, these Demon Spirits seemed to be vulnerable and dissipated like smoke.
In a moment, the Demon Spirits were gone.
Zhao Mu snorted coldly, "Just so-so."
It was not that the Demon Spirits were weak, but his divine body was too tyrannical. The Pure Yang Qi was like the bright sun, and it was simply the natural nemesis of some dark things. No matter what kind of demon it was, it would be completely purified by such a powerful Pure Yang Qi.
With the confidence brought by the first confrontation, Zhao Mu was even calmer and continued to stride forward.
The Dangerous Place was huge, and there were definitely more than these Demon Spirits. He had to clear out all the Demon Spirits.
But he did not know if it was because of Zhao Mu's Yang Qi, but he did not encounter a single Demon Spirit along the way.
He felt the aura of a few Demon Spirits, but before he could catch them, they escaped.
These Demon Spirits seemed to be deliberately avoiding Zhao Mu.
Interesting.
Could it be that these Demon Spirits wanted to unite and gather their forces to besiege him?
Regardless of whether it was the Dimensional Slash, Dharma Idol, or pure Yang energy, they all had the ability to attack in a large area. No matter how many enemies there were, there was no difference.
As he walked, the red mist spread over again. Zhao Mu used the Golden Buddha Lamp to open the way and strolled into the red mist.
After a few turns, Zhao Mu heard the sound of flowing water. Looking for the source of the sound, he saw a stream flowing with a clear spring.
Following the stream, Zhao Mu walked towards the source.
After dozens of steps, he saw a secluded valley. The valley was overgrown with desolate trees, and it was peaceful and natural. There was no Yin Qi pervading the air.
Zhao Mu didn't stop. He crossed the valley and continued forward. Soon, he saw a lake. Although it was shrouded in red mist, he could still see the sparkling waves.
Zhao Mu walked on the water and came to the center of the lake. Using his divine sense, he saw a dilapidated old temple buried at the bottom of the lake.
Zhao Mu flicked his finger and used the power of the formation to separate the lake water, creating a path that led to the old temple.
Stepping on the stairs made of water, Zhao Mu walked step by step to the bottom of the lake and arrived in front of the old temple.
He waved his hand, and air poured into the old temple, propping up a huge water bubble that enveloped the old temple.
Taking a step forward, Zhao Mu walked into the main hall of the old temple.
In the main hall, a rusty cast iron statue was enshrined.
A line of large words was engraved below the statue.
"The path of immortals prospers, the path of gods dies. Today, the bones of gods are buried here. The latter can obtain them if fate allows."
It was strange. This was the first time Zhao Mu had seen these words, but he could understand the meaning after seeing them once.
Moreover, when Zhao Mu was reading these words, he could clearly feel a warm current flowing between his eyebrows.
That was the power of the Godhead throbbing.
Although Zhao Mu was at most a false god, he still had a Godhead.
If this line of words could trigger Zhao Mu's Godhead, it could be seen that the person who left this line of words should also be a god, and a very powerful one at that.
The Dao of Immortals prospers, and the Dao of Gods dies …
What did this mean?
Speaking of which, immortal cultivation was indeed prevalent nowadays, while gods were declining. Could it be that something had happened in the past that caused the Dao of Gods to decline?
Zhao Mu shook his head.
This was not what he was concerned about.
What he was curious about was why a dead god was hidden in this fearsome land.
Wasn't the fearsome land a space born from the core of the Immortal Martial Continent? Could it be that the god had buried himself in the core of the Immortal Martial Continent a long time ago?
That was interesting.
A self-buried god's bone could be obtained by fate …
Could Zhao Mu be considered that fated person?
He glanced around but did not find any god's bone.
This old temple was empty, and there was no place to hide anything.
Unless …
Zhao Mu's gaze fell on the rusty statue.
Without saying anything, Zhao Mu slashed with his sword and split the statue into two.
Sure enough, there was another world inside the statue. There was a small space in which a piece of bone was stored.
Zhao Mu waved his hand, and the bone flew into his hand.
Judging from its shape, it should be a small piece of the skull. It was less than the size of a palm, and it was sparkling and translucent. It emitted a faint golden light as if it was cast from gold.
It was very heavy in his hand. This small piece of golden divine bone weighed more than ten thousand tons. Even with Zhao Mu's divine strength, it was a little difficult to hold it.
But what amazed Zhao Mu the most was the divine charm contained in this golden divine bone.
Just by touching it, Zhao Mu felt that his divine body and Godhead were being nourished and infiltrated.
"If I use this bone to cultivate my divine body, I might gain a lot."
Zhao Mu put the golden divine bone into his bag.
Unfortunately, it was only a small piece.
Zhao Mu had a premonition that if he could piece together the complete skeleton, it might be a great opportunity.
"Perhaps there is more than one statue like this. This god must have buried his god's bones separately. If I want to obtain the complete god's bones, I must collect the scattered god's bones."
Zhao Mu shook his head.
"That's why I say that these experts are all sick in the head. They always like to separate a complete item. The Clear Sky Sword was like that, and now there's a golden godly bone. Don't you think it's very interesting?"
Zhao Mu complained in her heart for a while.
However, he still had to collect them.
Zhao Mu even had a premonition that the other Golden Godly Bones might be hidden in other dangerous places.
When the Ominous Lands appear on a large scale next year, he could think of a way to verify it.
Zhao Mu turned around and walked out of the old temple. He returned to the surface of the lake. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw the red mist on the horizon swaying. It was as though there were countless ghosts shuttling back and forth within the mist.
"Just in time."
Zhao Mu flew up into the sky, and in an instant, sword splendor filled the sky. The power of his Dharma Form was fully unleashed, and his entire body burned fiercely, turning into a bright sun that illuminated the heavens. He was like a god or an immortal!