Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique-Chapter 1332 - 19: A Skeleton!

The Pig-headed Blood Bat King is the first powerhouse Lin Feng subdued, whose strength reached the Demi-God Realm, so Lin Feng was extremely pleased, breaking into a smile.

Then Lin Feng clasped his hands together and said, "Congratulations, Daoist, on putting down the butcher’s knife and immediately becoming a Buddha."

The Pig-headed Blood Bat King said, "Now that I can come to my senses, it is all thanks to Lin Daoist; without Lin Daoist, I would still be an evil bat king devoid of humanity. How could I awaken to such enlightenment now?"

Beside them, Luo Yan stared in astonishment. Not long ago, the Pig-headed Blood Bat King was fighting them desperately, yet in an instant, his demeanor changed drastically, leaving Luo Yan deeply shocked.

"This Great Crossing Technique is truly domineering!"

Luo Yan exclaimed in wonder.

Lin Feng said, "It is one of Buddhism’s supreme divine skills, naturally remarkable in power."

As he finished speaking, Lin Feng took out a Slave Beast Bag and tossed it to the Pig-headed Blood Bat King, saying, "Put all your surviving subordinates into the Slave Beast Bag."

"Yes!"

Once the Pig-headed Blood Bat King received the Slave Beast Bag, he immediately collected all the Pig-headed Blood Bats into it.

Then Lin Feng headed out, followed closely by Luo Yan and the Pig-headed Blood Bat King, reaching a storeroom outside.

Lin Feng asked, "Has your tribe always been thriving on this ancient ship?"

The Pig-headed Blood Bat King shook his head and said, "No..., we were sealed by a strong figure in the Middle Ages. Time flies, and nearly thirty thousand years have passed."

Lin Feng was surprised, given that the Pig-headed Blood Bat King existed in the Demi-God Realm. Who could be so powerful to seal the Pig-headed Blood Bat King?

"Who was the one to seal you?" Lin Feng asked.

The Pig-headed Blood Bat King immediately showed a heavy expression and said, "This person is called Zhao Chaosong, one of the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages!"

"So it was him..." Lin Feng nodded.

Middle Ages, Heavenly Demon invasion.

The Heavenly Martial Continent fell into a dark chaos period, where countless forces were annihilated, and casualties were innumerable.

It was at this moment that the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages emerged.

Settling the chaos!!

To the Heavenly Martial Continent, the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages are legends.

But alas, heroes are often the easiest to forget, Lin Feng still remembers Beyond the Heavenly Pride Battlefield, the eight statues of the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages lay toppled.

Heads severed.

Then abandoned by people amongst piles of rocks and overgrown grass.

Who still remembers?

The bloody fight for Heavenly Martial Continent by the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages?

All this has already become the past, forgotten.

...

Therefore, Lin Feng is extremely dissatisfied with many top-level forces of the Heavenly Martial Continent, as it was them who pushed down the statues of the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages and severed the heads.

Perhaps they were trying to minimize the influence of the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages on the Heavenly Martial Continent?

Primarily out of concern that the power held by the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages was too strong and posed a threat to their interests.

During the war against the Heavenly Demons, these forces followed the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages and fought valiantly against the demons.

But once the Heavenly Demons were repelled, touching upon their interests, they also drove the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages away.

The departure of the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages is closely related to those top-level forces.

...

If only the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages hadn’t left back then, today’s chaos by the Heavenly Demons could have been easily suppressed by the Eight Heroes.

Yet the harsh reality is that the Heavenly Demons stir chaos today and the Heavenly Martial Continent is falling into another period of turmoil.

The top-level forces that once participated in forcing out the Eight Heroes of the Middle Ages must now deeply regret it?

Whether those top-level forces perish, Lin Feng doesn’t care; the real pity is for the ordinary people of the Heavenly Martial Continent.

How many innocent lives were tragically slain by the Demon Slave Army’s rampage, how many nations fell, families destroyed? How many regions turned into human hell?

This is the evil consequence caused by human greed, eventually dragging countless people into suffering.

What wrong have those ordinary folks committed?

Yet they died miserably because of the mistakes of those top-level forces.

It really makes one sigh endlessly, and also feel incredibly angry.

...

If there’s a chance, Lin Feng truly wishes to unify the Heavenly Martial Continent. By then, the continent would be a just, clear world, unlike now, where so many forces act deceitfully for their own interests, ultimately bringing misfortune to countless ordinary cultivators and civilians.

Lin Feng and the others arrived aboard the ship; he planned to continue exploring this ancient vessel.

The Pig-headed Blood Bat King said, "Lin Daoist... the depths of this ancient ship might have numerous dangers!"

"Oh? How so?" Lin Feng asked.

"Back in the day, when I came here, I glimpsed a coffin appearing at the deepest part of the ancient ship, as if a corpse lay within it."

Recollecting the past, the Pig-headed Blood Bat King spoke with lingering fear, "I hoped to approach and observe, but when I neared the cabin at the ship’s depths where the coffin was placed, I sensed an aura of death, so intense! Enveloping me entirely, I retreated promptly, not daring to move closer."

Lin Feng touched his chin and said, "Such an ancient vessel indeed has a coffin burying a cultivator, it’s really strange, having come here, how could we just leave? Let’s go take a look..."

Luo Yan nodded and, with great interest, said, "Could it be the cultivator is from before antiquity? If that’s the case, what magnitude of value does that corpse hold?"

The Pig-headed Blood Bat King naturally wouldn’t oppose Lin Feng’s wishes, so the trio proceeded cautiously inward.

"After passing the front cabin, at the stern, there’s a solitary cabin, that’s where the coffin is kept!"

The Pig-faced Blood Bat pointed deeper, describing.

They were nearly at the cabin’s stern.

"What’s that...?" Suddenly, Lin Feng halted, astonished, looking toward the cabin’s exit.

On the ground lay a heap of white bones.

"Back then! Did you ever see these white bones here?" Lin Feng asked.

The Pig-faced Blood Bat shook his head and said, "Back then, no bones here were seen."

Lin Feng stroked his chin, saying, "Seems afterward, someone else came here and they perished in this place!"

At that moment, the bones on the ground suddenly reassembled, turning into a White Bone Spirit.

Crack, crack!!

The White Bone Spirit twisted its neck, ghost fire flickering in its eyes.

Witnessing this, Lin Feng, Luo Yan, and the Pig-faced Blood Bat’s expressions changed abruptly.

Boom...

At that time, a terrifying aura emanated from the White Bone Spirit’s body.

Thud, thud, thud, thud...

Lin Feng and the others were forced back repeatedly by the terrifying aura pouring from the White Bone Spirit’s body.

"Such frightening strength!"

Startled, the trio felt terrified by the overwhelming power of the White Bone Spirit.

"More than twenty thousand years have passed since anyone dared come here..."

The White Bone Spirit spoke, stepping towards Lin Feng and the others, an air of killing intent spreading, instantly dropping Lin Feng and the others into endless purgatory.