Chapter 7375
Divine Remains
The old man's mental core was damaged. At this moment, he had a splitting headache, and blood was seeping from his seven orifices. He could not even stand steadily and could only barely support himself by holding onto the artificial rock beside him.
Xiao Chen walked slowly to him, his gaze calm and unwavering, devoid of any killing intent, yet colder than the harshest winter: "Where is the Extreme Yin Ancestor?"
The old man's lips trembled violently, his cloudy eyes filled with fear. He wanted to say something, but found his throat too dry to make a sound.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen did not ask any further questions. He simply shifted his gaze to the most magnificent and imposing main hall deep in the courtyard... that was the true core of the Extreme Yin Island.
"Never mind, I'll find it myself."
He stepped straight past the limp old man and walked towards the main hall.
The old man struggled to raise his hand to stop him, but found that he couldn't even move a finger. He could only watch helplessly as the tall, black figure disappeared step by step into the shadows behind the heavy doors of the main hall, his heart filled with endless despair.
……
Deep within the main hall, in a hidden chamber.
The several monitoring screens in front of the Yin Ancestor had turned into a series of garbled, snowflake-like characters.
The last image transmitted back by the light screen froze on Xiao Chen single-handedly dismantling all the defensive forces he had set up on the outer perimeter and in the courtyard using almost bizarre methods...
Those were the elite troops he had painstakingly cultivated over decades, yet they were easily wiped out by the other side like grass.
There were no violent explosions, no earth-shattering collisions, and not even any decent fighting techniques; there was only a chillingly efficient and precise erasure.
“One person… really just one person…” the Yin Ancestor muttered to himself, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows, and the Yin energy around his body was churning uncontrollably.
His fingers dug deep into his palms, blood dripping from between his fingers, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.
The fear of "shattering disaster" during the previous divination, the backlash from the sacred object, and the extremely cold gaze of the young man in the surveillance footage kept replaying in his mind, making him tremble with fear.
The power displayed by his opponent was completely beyond his understanding of martial arts. It was not a battle of ordinary power, but more like a crushing blow from a higher-dimensional rule, an absolute dimensional reduction attack on the level of power.
"We must activate the 'Divine Remains'! Only the 'Divine Remains' can stop this monster!" The Extreme Yin Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot, and his frantic roar echoed in the enclosed space. He pressed his finger hard against the hidden bloodline verification mechanism on the wall of the secret chamber.
Just as my fingertips were about to touch the mechanism...
"boom……!!!"
A deafening roar erupted! The explosion-proof door of the sealed room, which was more than half a meter thick and forged from special alloys and composite materials, was not blown open by brute force. Instead, starting from the center point, it appeared as if it had been precisely burned through by a high-temperature beam, revealing an extremely regular circular melting mark.
The edges were a scorching dark red, and molten metal dripped slowly from the hole, hissing as it hit the ground and sending up wisps of white smoke.
The round hole was just the right size for one person to pass through, as precise as if it were being cut by a precision instrument.
Xiao Chen bent down and stepped into the cave. His black casual clothes were spotless, and his steps were as steady as if he were just walking into an ordinary room. The chill emanating from him made the temperature inside the secret room drop several degrees. His gaze first swept over the bio-tech furnishings in the secret room... the control panel that shimmered with a ghostly blue light, the instruments with tubes wrapped around them, and finally landed on the huge dark purple flesh in the center, which was soaking in a light green nutrient solution and constantly pulsating slightly.
The surface of the meat chunks was covered with grotesque vein patterns, connected by countless tubes of varying thicknesses, emitting a nauseating stench.
After a moment, he slowly fixed his gaze on the frozen Yin Ancestor.
The Yin Ancestor's finger hovered above the mechanism button, frozen like a stone statue, his face instantly turning ashen.
Too fast! The other party arrived far too quickly, so fast that he didn't even have time to complete the activation process of the "divine remains"!
“Xiao Chen…” He practically spat out the two words through gritted teeth, each syllable filled with venomous resentment.
"For a few insignificant martial arts army rabble, you dare to venture alone into the core of my Extreme Yin Island? Do you really think that with this kind of unorthodox method, you can ignore the foundation that Extreme Yin Island has accumulated over a hundred years?"
Xiao Chen did not respond immediately. Instead, he slowly walked towards the "divine remains," his eyes filled with a scrutinizing interest as he carefully observed the strange energy patterns and pulsating frequency flowing across the surface of the flesh.
After a moment, he slowly spoke, his tone full of disdain: "Extreme Yin Island? Heh, so it's nothing more than a bunch of dogs kept by the Prison Clan. It seems I've come to the right place today."
That's right, this so-called "divine remains" is not the remains of any god at all, but just a wisp of flesh and blood left behind by a powerful member of the Prison Clan before his death. Although he was still clinging to his last breath, he was already a useless piece of trash who was on the verge of death.
"What do you know!" The Extreme Yin Ancestor trembled with rage, veins bulging on his forehead. The extreme contempt in Xiao Chen's words enraged him even more than the direct attack. "This is the ladder to the realm of gods! It is supreme power that transcends the mortal world!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly drew the ancient longsword that had been hanging at his waist.
The moment the long sword was drawn, the light in the secret room seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible force, suddenly dimming, and an extremely cold and filthy atmosphere instantly spread out...
The aura was mixed with the wails of countless wronged souls, as if it had accumulated resentment over thousands of years. The blade did not have the luster of ordinary metal, but rather resembled a piece of pitch-black obsidian, with dark red fluid-like substances slowly writhing inside, like congealed blood.
"This blade, 'Yellow Spring Pass,' was forged with the sacrifice of a thousand souls and ten thousand spirits! Today, I will use your blood and soul to help it advance another level!" The Extreme Yin Ancestor roared, gripping the hilt of the blade tightly with both hands, and his aura suddenly surged.
The sealed room operated automatically without any wind, and even the pipes connecting to the "divine remains" shook violently, emitting a "buzzing" electrical sound.
His eyes quickly turned a strange blackish-red, and bulging black veins protruded wildly beneath his skin. His aura instantly broke through its previous limits, climbing to a new level filled with ominous implications...
That was an overload burst after forcibly absorbing the residual power of the "divine remains".
Xiao Chen finally shifted his gaze from the "divine remains" and looked directly at the seemingly crazed Extreme Yin Ancestor. He raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by the power the Ancestor had unleashed, yet also somewhat disdainful.
"Heh, if this remains of the Prison Clan were alive, I might have to put in some effort. But it's just a pile of flesh and blood clinging to life. Even if you drain it of all its power, what can it do to me?"
Xiao Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.
He had seen too many scumbags like this, clinging to life by exploiting the remnants of the Prison Clan.
Too many have been killed! (End of Chapter)