bayedsolid Chapter 794 Not of My Kind
Chapter 794 Not of My Kind
I don’t know when it started, but there was a constant stream of cultivators trying to assassinate him. At the height of his power, he even reached the Integration Realm.
Otherwise, his cultivation level wouldn't have advanced so quickly in the past two years.
“You are clearly not of our kind. Your heart must be different. We will punish you no matter how far away you are. What is there to say?”
An old man spoke coldly, a greedy glint in his eyes as he looked at the coffin.
"You brat, hand over the Coffin of Rebirth and I might spare your life. Otherwise, I'll make sure you die a horrible death today."
Zhong Yan's lips twitched, but a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
"So you wanted this coffin? Then I'll give it to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, his thick arm swung out suddenly, and the mysterious coffin of rebirth rushed towards the two old men standing there like a whirlwind whipped up by a gale, carrying a sharp, blood-red aura.
The two old men were delighted when they heard his words.
However, when they noticed how fast the coffin was moving and how it was carrying a strong stench of blood, their joy was instantly replaced by horror. Their expressions changed drastically, and a strong sense of unease and fear welled up in their hearts.
He tried to dodge quickly, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all.
"Dark Leopard, go, that bastard is yours to eat."
One of the old men suppressed the shock in his heart and tried to calm his surging emotions. Then, without hesitation, he ordered his Netherworld Beast to quickly pounce on Zhong Yan and launch a fierce attack.
The Nether Beast let out a low, painful wail, its body swayed a few times, and finally, unable to hold on any longer, it collapsed weakly to the ground.
Those eyes, as large as copper bells and gleaming with a ghostly light, slowly, little by little, closed, sinking into a deeper silence with endless weariness and resentment.
Zhong Yan stood quietly in place, coldly observing everything that was happening before him.
The two elderly men had almost no chance to struggle and were completely swallowed up by the coffin in the blink of an eye.
When the power of the coffin dissipated, only some disheveled clothes and two pale white skeletons remained, lying there quietly, silently telling the story of what had just happened.
Oh, no, Zhong Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, noticing that apart from their clothes and skeletons, their skin was still intact.
The two withered human skins, as if carefully peeled off, were completely fitted onto the skeleton, and the original human shape could still be vaguely seen.
It has lost its cultivation, flesh and blood, and soul; it is just a shell left.
Bai Zi leaped to the ground and was about to search those people for treasures.
There are very few weapon refiners here, and they use relatively simple storage bags.
Just as it was about to jump onto the old man, it was grabbed back by Zhong Yan's large hand.
“Those people are dirty, don’t sully your fine coat. I’ll handle these things.”
Zhong Yan pulled her back into his arms, holding her with one arm and extending the other, creating a suction force.
At this moment, the Coffin of Rebirth swallowed all the cultivators and returned to his hand, trembling joyfully twice to express its gratitude.
Zhong Yan smiled slightly and continued on his way.
Along the way, he encountered many people who wanted to kill him. He killed as many as they came, and as a result, the bloodlust in his eyes gradually intensified.
Bai Zi said worriedly, "Ayan, it's too dangerous for you to continue like this. Let's ignore those people and hurry to Panlong Mountain."
She wasn't sure if Panlong Mountain could actually lead to other worlds.
But she was genuinely worried about Zhong Yan's condition.
Zhong Yan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, even if I can't go back, I'll keep it under control."
Once he arrives at Panlong Mountain, even if he can't find the barrier, he can still refine the blood energy, baleful energy, and demonic nature first.
Do you want to dominate him? Or let him dominate you.
The underworld cannot distinguish between day and night; there is no sun, and the sky is always gray.
He can only distinguish how much time has passed based on his own time.
After traveling for several more days, Bai Zi returned from hunting and gave him a friendly greeting.
"Ayan, they say that Panlong Mountain is not far ahead, and we'll be there soon."
Zhong Yan smiled and hugged it to his chest, his expression becoming more cheerful.
"Bai Zi, you've done a great job this time."
Bai Zi gently scratched his palm with her little paws: "Let's talk about it when we can go back."
In the underworld, both humans and beasts are xenophobic. Not to mention Zhong Yan, even a little raccoon like him is ostracized here.
It relied entirely on its strength to suppress them, and getting them to tell the truth was extremely difficult.
The man and the beast walked for another two days before they reached what they called "almost there".
Ahead, a towering mountain stands, resembling a divine dragon spiraling upwards, piercing the clouds. Could it be called Panlong Mountain?
That name is so fitting!
Only when he got closer did Zhong Yan's face break into a smile.
He finally sensed the long-lost spiritual energy.
You see, ever since he came into this world... no, I should say ever since he and his sister entered the Forest of Death, he has never sensed any spiritual energy.
It's always been this nether energy, even the magical beasts are nether beasts, and the people here cultivate nether energy as well.
Sensing the familiar spiritual energy, he felt a sense of relief.
If it has spiritual energy, it must be able to travel to other continents.
I just don't know if that continent is the Phoenix Cry Continent.
"Come on, Bai Zi, let's go up the mountain and explore it properly."
Bai Zi raised her little head to look at him and advised, "Now that we're here, why don't you go into seclusion first and suppress your evil nature?"
Now that they were already here, Zhong Yan didn't care about anything else. He picked up Bai Zi and headed up the mountain.
"Let's find the connection first, and then we can go into seclusion when we get back."
He was afraid that it was all just a dream, and that he would never be able to go back.
Bai Zi sighed, "If you don't find it, you'll become even more agitated, and you won't be able to control yourself. You'll go berserk."
Zhong Yan looked down at the little guy in his arms, and his aura seemed to have weakened.
"What, are you going to dislike me?"
"No, I'm afraid my sister will dislike you if she finds out."
Zhong Yan paused, and the expression on his face stiffened.
But he quickly returned to normal.
"It's alright, we can go back over there first and then go into seclusion. We can't just go back and see my sister right away, can we?"
He still has time to cultivate himself properly.
Bai Zi didn't try to persuade him any further after hearing what he said.
The main problem is that she couldn't persuade him otherwise.
To Zhong Yan's surprise, there were many spiritual herbs on the mountain, and they were all of good quality.
That's true. There are no alchemists in the underworld, but there are pharmacists.
However, the medicine maker used herbs from the underworld, not this kind of elixir.
These elixirs are perfect for my sister.
He put Bai Zi down on the ground and let it go find more medicinal herbs, while he himself took out a medicine shovel and carefully dug up medicinal herbs.