Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 613: Bone Cart

Just as the Great Saint was about to make his move, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Hmph, this place is the Spirit Dragon Holy Land, do not be presumptuous."

The aura of the Great Saint from the Spirit Dragon Holy Land was abundant, forcefully interrupting Pang Bo's chi.

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"Whatever conflicts you have within the Heavenly Sword Gate, solve them when you return to your Sect. If you dare to be reckless during this Mount Sumeru's opening period, don't blame this old man for being ruthless."

With that, the Great Saint spared a few glances at Qinchuan and the others.

He had not seen clearly how Qinchuan made his move just now.

"Boy, just wait, once this matter here is settled, I will surely visit the main Sect to demand an explanation," Pang Bo said coldly.

Qinchuan shrugged his shoulders, let alone being part of the Heavenly Sword Gate, even if he were a disciple of the Gate, he wouldn't be afraid of the other party.

"Alright, now that everyone has received their accommodations, it is time for this old man to take you up the mountain," the Spirit Dragon Holy Land powerhouse who had interrupted Pang Bo said.

As he spoke, he tossed something from his hand, revealing a carriage-shaped magic artifact, which appeared before everyone's eyes.

This carriage was extremely sinister; it was constructed entirely from bones, and hanging from the carriage's curtain was a massive skull, causing an air of terror.

This was actually a bone carriage.

The bone carriage emanated a chilling and grim aura, dazzling with cold light, capturing the soul, exerting an incredibly strong oppressive feeling, resembling a ghostly weapon from the Underworld, chilling to the core.

The elder leaped up in front of the bone carriage, sat in the driver's seat, and spoke to everyone brightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure you are aware of the rules of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land. Please willingly seal your Divine Senses before boarding." he said.

Qinchuan had already inquired about the changes in the Spirit Dragon Holy Land these past few days. After Ye Yu had seized it, he laid down a terrifying Great Formation, cutting off contact between the Spirit Dragon Holy Land and the outside world, enveloping the entire Sect within it, and marking it as prohibited.

To pass through the prohibited land and enter the Spirit Dragon Holy Land, one must seal their Divine Senses and ride the specially made bone carriage up the mountain.

Despite its terrifying appearance, the crowd knew the rules of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land were always such, so everyone obediently sealed their own senses and entered into the bone carriage.

After entering the bone carriage, Qinchuan found himself in a dark and vast empty space, the surroundings a void, as if he had fallen into primordial darkness, and he could not see any traces of the geniuses who had entered the magic artifact with him.

Considering the surrounding white bones, he immediately knew that this bone carriage was actually a specially crafted magic artifact of the Ghost Race, and its name was Delusional Void.

The Delusional Void was a type of magic artifact that only the Ghost Race would use and refine.

To refine such a magic artifact, one must use the bones of a powerful member of the Ghost Race, but the Ghost Race on the Divine Wilderness Continent had long been extinct, with only Mo Yu being the sole Ghost Race member, inadvertently escaping from the little spirit mountain.

Whose remains had been used to refine this bone carriage was thus self-evident.

At this thought, Qinchuan's heart couldn't help but tremble as he thought, "This Ye Yu, with half the blood of the Human Race in his veins, is actually more cruel than the pure Ghost Race.

Although the internal world of the Ghost Race might have fratricide for the leadership, there was never an instance where they would use the remains of relatives to refine magic artifacts or formations."

Time lost meaning as everyone drifted in the boundless darkness.

Only after a long while did they feel the world spinning around them and their senses and Divine Sense returned.

As everyone looked around, they found themselves on a vast plain, and in the eight directions from where they stood, eight peculiar towering mountains stood erect.

These eight great mountains did not seem to differ much in appearance, stretching far and wide, connected from top to bottom, enveloped in an eerie ghostly aura. The brown rocks and black soil conveyed an immensely striking sensation.

It was as if everyone had fallen under the oppressive aura of a powerful entity, leaving those beneath the mountains feeling tremendously suppressed.

At the foot of each mountain, a solitary locust tree was planted, representing the only sign of green vitality in the area.

Even the leaves and trunks of these eight locust trees were not entirely green. The trunks had turned a dark red, while some of the leaves had taken on the appearance of being stained with fresh blood, stunningly beautiful yet unnervingly intense.

This bewildered many talents who were visiting Spirit Dragon Holy Land for the first time.

It hardly resembled a divinely inspired dojo but rather seemed more akin to a land of demons and ghosts.

"This is our Spirit Dragon Holy Land's Eight Divine Suppressing Mountain, also known as the Eight Divine Suppressing Divine Path. Your lodgings are also within these mountains, where you may cultivate for several days.

In ten days, the Holy Master will open the entrance to Mount Sumeru here. Remember to come back at that time," said the Great Saint who led the people up the mountain, his voice clear and resounding, reaching everyone's ears.

He then pointed to the towering, daunting mountain ahead, "The locust tree at the front of the mountain that is the largest signifies the residence of the Heavenly Character Level. However, none among you can reach the Heavenly Character Level.

The lodgings to the left and right of the Heavenly Character residence are the Earth Character and Xuan Character Level lodgings, respectively. Those of you carrying tokens can go directly to your lodgings. When you reach the foot of the mountain, there will naturally be disciples to guide you."

The Great Saint continued to explain.

"Young master, I'll go ahead then,"

At this moment, Ye Xuanji came over and spoke ostensibly to Ye Shiyi but intended it for Qinchuan.

Before ascending the mountain, Ye Xuanji had taken the initiative to request a change to a Chen Character Level lodging, but the request was rejected by two Great Saints.

Qinchuan subtly nodded, and with that, Ye Xuanji moved towards the black mountain that housed the Earth Character Level.

Afterward, the Great Saint systematically informed everyone about the corresponding mountains for the Yellow, Sun, Moon, Star, and Chen levels, and everyone dispersed to seek their designated places.

Most of those from Heavenly Sword Gate and the Supreme Xuanhuang Sect who could come to participate in the grand occasion at Mount Sumeru were extraordinarily talented, possessing unique constitutions, the majority not of a common mortal body.

Therefore, among these people, it was not the Chen Grade Level that was most common, but rather the Sun, Moon, and Star Levels had the greatest number of people.

Aside from the four people including Qinchuan and Jiang Youwei at the Chen Grade Level, there were only two unlucky disciples from the Xuanhuang Sect's Shaking Portal.

By the time Qinchuan and the others arrived at the foot of that mountain, indeed, a Holy Cultivator emerged to greet them.

"Please follow me,"

he said to the newcomers.

In the eyes of the cultivators of Spirit Dragon Holy Land,

Qinchuan and the others classified with Chen Character talent signified they likely had no hope of achieving the status of a Great Emperor in the future.

Observing them, the Holy Cultivator noticed that among them, Qinchuan had the highest cultivation level, yet it was only at the early stage of Dragon Transformation, prompting a sense of high and mighty disdain.

The lodgings were arranged in sequence from top to bottom, with Qinchuan's number one thousand and the rooms of Ji Huo'er and the others instead located right at the base of the mountain.

"Ranked at the very end?"

The disciple from Spirit Dragon Holy Land glanced at Qinchuan and his companions, shaking his head without stop.

His eyes were filled with scorn and disdain.

Qinchuan paid the man no mind, walking into the lodging arranged by Spirit Dragon Holy Land.