Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 665 - 662: The Second Sage’s Skull!

In the blink of an eye, another three days had passed.

During these three days, Su Han and the others had been continuously moving forward.

Along the way, they had encountered many people, including more than two hundred from the Super Sect, the Divine Transformation Pavilion, as well as people from the Ji Family among the Thirteen Families.

However, there were no grudges between the Phoenix Sect and them, and no Sage’s Skulls and Supreme Treasures had appeared in this area.

Without any competition, there was no fighting, and the two sides peacefully passed each other by.

On the morning of the fourth day, Su Han and the others finally located one of the spots recorded by the Map Bone.

This place was a flat land. Looking up, there were no white bones nor any objects, but the Map Bone indicated that the final destination was here, suggesting that the so-called ’saint’s’ remains were indeed here.

"Where are the remains of any saint? It’s clearly just an empty piece of land," Liuyun frowned as he glanced around.

Shangguan Mingxin, Hong Chen, and the others were also searching around, with their Divine Sense sweeping out, trying to sense something, but they found nothing.

"No need to search anymore."

Su Han spoke, stepped on the ground and said indifferently, "The saint’s remains are here."

"Underground?" Everyone was taken aback.

Su Han nodded and immediately said, "Use Earth Magic to blast this land open."

"Yes."

A Purple Night Divine Guard stepped forward and cast Earth Magic at once.

Amidst the roaring sounds, the earth disintegrated, revealing a large hole.

What was surprising was that the ground under everyone’s feet was only solid for about thirty feet, and below that was a huge pit.

In that pit, there was a large Light Barrier which, when the ground was blasted open, allowed everyone to see through and catch a glimpse of the skeleton hidden below.

It was indeed the so-called saint’s remains!

It was evident that the Sage’s Skull was intact, and since the Light Barrier existed, it had clearly not been taken by anyone.

Without saying another word, Su Han waved his hand, and the Map Bone immediately appeared and was thrown toward the Light Barrier.

"Hum~"

The moment it was thrown in, the Map Bone shattered instantly, turned into ash, and merged with the Light Barrier.

The Light Barrier then trembled slightly and flickered with light before suddenly erupting and quickly shrinking.

"Half an hour," Su Han’s eyes flashed.

"Boom!"

At that moment, the previously disrupted thirty feet of the ground surface burst open with a bang, turning into dirt.

All this dirt rose into the void, forming a mountainous mass that rapidly coalesced, eventually creating an immense figure.

It was the Phantom of the Sage!

As the Phantom of the Sage appeared, a towering pressure spread out at that moment. Su Han and the others were prepared because they had already obtained one Sage’s Skull, and with the Cultivation Bone present, the pressure only made their faces turn slightly pale.

With the pressure building up, it swept out after a brief moment, shattering the ground with a rumble and massive cracks spreading outward like an earthquake, dense and spreading in every direction.

Looking at the ground now, it was as if it had been parched for countless years, the moisture extracted completely, turning the once damp ground into a whitish yellow.

In the blink of an eye, the pressure had spread out around six miles, but it didn’t stop there. Thirty miles, sixty miles... Nearly two hundred miles!

The pressure of three hundred miles was not the limit, but within that distance, one could clearly see the colossal phantom of the Saint.

Outside the range of three hundred miles, it was only a blur, but the pressure could still be felt.

All who entered this place had been forewarned by their families or their sects, and naturally understood that the emergence of this kind of pressure must mean someone had activated the remains of a saint, causing the phantom of the Saint to appear and emanate pressure.

"Prepare yourselves,"

Su Han took a deep breath and sat cross-legged.

The others stood around, their expressions solemn, their divine senses continuously sweeping the surroundings.

Soon, the first group of figures emerged.

There were more than three hundred individuals, some of which had previously encountered the Phoenix Sect, notably from one of the Thirteen Families—the Ji Family disciples!

Leading the Ji Family into the Ancient Battlefield this time was one of the three sons of the Ji Family Patriarch and the eldest, Ji Mingfeng.

Ji Mingfeng, a young talent with exceptional natural endowment, was only forty-seven years old but had already reached the Peak of the Dragon God Realm, a level virtually impossible for ordinary people to achieve.

This was certainly related to the Ji Family’s willingness to exhaust massive resources for his cultivation, yet Ji Mingfeng’s talent was indeed formidable.

However, the leader of this group of more than three hundred was not Ji Mingfeng but his younger brother, the youngest son of the Ji Family Master, Ji Mingkong.

Although Ji Mingkong’s talent was not on par with Ji Mingfeng’s, he was still considered a prodigy.

He was twenty-seven years old and had not reached the Dragon God Realm, only the Peak of the Dragon Pill Realm, but due to his status, he had become the leader of these three hundred people.

Ji Mingkong had a handsome and dashing appearance, but from his gloomy eyes and thin lips, one could tell that he was a naturally malicious person.

When he saw the people of the Phoenix Sect and the gigantic phantom of the Saint, Ji Mingkong’s eyes lit up.

He did not speak, but with a wave of his hand, he signaled the members of the Ji Family to stop.

At his signal, the Ji Family’s members did not act rashly, opting instead to sit cross-legged, staring coldly at the Phoenix Sect members.

Su Han lifted his eyelids, gave Ji Mingkong a glance, pondered for a bit, and then closed his eyes again.

Soon, ten minutes passed.

At the eleventh minute, two more groups arrived.

One of the groups had also encountered the Phoenix Sect before: members of the Super Sect, Divine Transformation Pavilion.

They too numbered over three hundred, and as time passed and various forces progressed, encounters among them had become inevitable.

The leader of these more than three hundred from the Divine Transformation Pavilion was also a youth. He had an ordinary appearance, dressed in black, exuding a sense of coldness.

In his hand was a longsword with a hilt embedded with three rich purple-gold treasure beads, indicating at least an Upper-Grade Purple Gold Level quality, without a doubt a Low-Grade Holy Spirit-Level longsword.

This man was named Han Yiming.

After arriving, upon seeing the Phoenix Sect and the Ji Family, especially noting the Phoenix Sect members sitting closest to the Saint’s remains, they immediately understood that the Sage’s Light Screen was activated by the Phoenix Sect.

After a moment’s thought, Han Yiming cupped his fists towards Su Han, then settled down in a cross-legged position.

Su Han suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as a blade, sweeping over Han Yiming.

There was no enmity between him and the Divine Transformation Pavilion; on the contrary, they were acquainted.

Back at the Mountain of the Divine Medicine, the Divine Master of the Divine Transformation Pavilion had entrusted him with a task, and it was for this reason that Su Han had spared Wen Ling.

By reason and sentiment, the Divine Transformation Pavilion should not compete with the Phoenix Sect. Yet now that Han Yiming had taken a seat, it was clear that they too harbored intentions of vying for the treasure!