186: Chapter 186 The Old Banner of the Shen Family, the Aura of a True Dragon!

Xu Chen shook his arms and grinned, cursing, "Come again!"

"Your Grandpa Xu will slap down anyone who comes today!"

Chu Wanqing turned her head, the corners of her lips lifting. "Don't get cocky yet."

"If you move your foot half an inch to the left, you'll be meeting your great-grandmother!"

Xu Chen looked down, cold sweat nearly breaking out, and hurriedly pulled his foot back.

"A mistake, purely a mistake."

Seeing Lin Yi and his group truly walk deep into the Stele Forest, the greed of the Cultivators behind them flared up again.

A Gray-robed Elder gritted his teeth, stared at the footprints left by Lin Yi and the others, and followed.

"Follow the path!" "If he can pass, we can pass too!"

A dozen or so people swarmed after them. The first few steps were indeed correct.

But just as joy appeared on their faces, the formation eye changed instantly.

After Lin Yi landed his foot, the main stele had already shifted, but that Gray-robed Elder still stepped onto the original spot.

It was off by half a step. Just half a step.

The ground beneath his feet sank violently, and the entire black stele split open with a large gap.

The elder didn't even finish his scream before half his body sank in.

Those behind him were even more miserable; they wanted to retreat but couldn't. They wanted to jump, but the fog net overhead had already clamped down.

Boom, boom, boom! Blood thunder exploded continuously, and bits of flesh and fragments of Magic Treasure were scattered everywhere.

The remaining group outside the Stele Forest turned pale with fright, and no one dared to copy their path anymore.

Xu Chen glanced back and clicked his tongue. "See that?" "In this place, you can't even copy blindly."

The stele formation ahead continued to shift.

The tallest main stele in the center began to turn red, and blood lines at the base of the stele spread outward in rings, like a beast that had just woken up and was opening its mouth to eat flesh.

Su Yuxi's gaze sharpened, her voice falling almost simultaneously with Lin Yi's. "Turn left!" "Cut to the southeast corner!"

Their voices collided. Lin Yi pivoted sharply, leading the others diagonally through the gap between two main steles.

Chu Wanqing's zither music rose again, plucking six times in succession, suppressing the blood patterns lunging from the right.

Shen Qingyue brought her hands together, and Primordial Qi erupted; the cyan light beneath her feet instantly thickened, firmly withstanding this blood-devouring wave from the main stele.

Xu Chen held the ancient desolate hall and swept around, slapping all three blood shadows behind him back into the stele bodies.

"Go, go, go!" "If we don't leave now, this damn road is going to charge your Young Master a toll!"

After a few breaths, the group passed through the middle section.

The moment the last step landed, the entire Stele Forest suddenly went quiet. The wind stopped, and the blood patterns on the steles also stopped.

Ahead, only the tallest black stele remained, standing over ten zhang high. The top of the stele was split by a deep crack, and its entire body exuded a chilling Death Qi.

Lin Yi looked up, his immortal eyes flashing with light. This was the heart of the formation, and also the most terrifying hurdle in the entire Stele Forest.

Just as Shen Qingyue took a step, that main stele suddenly hummed, and the blood lines on the stele body lit up in unison.

Chu Wanqing pressed her fingertips against the strings. Xu Chen held the ancient desolate hall tightly, his nerves strained.

Su Yuxi stared at the black stele, a stabbing pain shooting through her temples again, while fragmented memories in her Sea of Consciousness pieced together a brief image.

A stele. A flag. And a strand of pale golden Dragon Qi circling without dissipating.

Her eyes lit up, and she spoke urgently. "Don't attack!" "It's about to spit something out."

Lin Yi withdrew the Divine Power in his palms, stopping three zhang in front of the main stele. The next instant. Crack!

The tall main stele split open from the middle. The crack widened, and aged black Qi surged out from within.

Immediately after, a broken, tattered flag was spat out. The flag surface was severely damaged, and still hung with dark, old blood that hadn't faded.

Shen Qingyue raised her hand to catch it, and the moment she grasped the flagpole, the Primordial dao rhyme within her body jolted violently.

Before anyone could speak, another wisp of pale golden Dragon Qi slowly swirled and rose from the split in the main stele.

Xu Chen stared at that wisp of golden Qi, his mouth wide open. "This place, it actually hides a Dragon?"

Shen Qingyue's expression turned cold instantly. "Shen Family's tattered flag." "True Dragon Qi." "These two things are actually connected..."

Lin Yi stared at that wisp of pale golden Dragon Qi, the chill in the depths of his eyes gathering bit by bit.

The thread of Burial Emperor Island. The thread of the Shen Family. The thread of the True Dragon lineage. At this point, they were already intertwined.

In the original plot, the next Child of Destiny was likely about to make an appearance.

The main stele's crack was still spewing black Qi. Once the broken, tattered flag landed in Shen Qingyue's hand, the old blood that had long turned black on the flag's surface suddenly came to life.

Threads of blood spread along the tattered corners of the flag, inch by inch crawling onto her fingertips.

Shen Qingyue's body trembled slightly, her gaze suddenly going blank for a split second, but her palm gripped even tighter.

Lin Yi shifted his feet and stood by her side. Chu Wanqing didn't say much either; she held the imperial zither and moved half a step closer, her eyes vigilantly watching the surrounding Stele Forest.

The next moment. The old blood in the tattered flag burst open. A scene from ancient times suddenly crashed into Shen Qingyue's Sea of Consciousness.

At the end of White Bone Beach. Black waves rolled backward.

Rows of Shen Family guards clad in damaged armor stood on the shore, their feet covered in shattered bones and broken weapons.

Those people did not retreat; instead, one after another, they pushed forward, their flesh and blood colliding with the black tide, using their bodies to forcibly block the rolling waves outside the beach.

Some had their chests ripped open by the black waves, and some had half their bodies gone.

Yet that Shen Family flag was still held up in the wind, shaking violently, but also incredibly unyielding.

And above their heads, a massive shadow was circling, refusing to disperse. Its dragon horns were menacing. Its golden eyes looked down.

That shadow pressed down on the sky, pressed down on the sea, and also pressed down on the last breath of life on White Bone Beach.

Shen Qingyue's pupils contracted violently. The vision came suddenly and vanished just as quickly, leaving only a bone-chilling cold creeping up her spine, making her chest feel tight.

She didn't make a sound, only her breathing missed a beat.

Lin Yi raised his hand to support her wrist, using his Divine Power to press down along her Meridians, stabilizing the churning aftermath in her Sea of Consciousness.

He didn't ask what she saw. Nor did he need to ask.

Shen Qingyue pursed her lips, looked down at the tattered flag in her hand, and softly uttered a sentence. "These are all people of the Shen Family!"

These few words were very light, but they landed with great weight.

Xu Chen stood to the side, originally wanting to lean in and take a look. Upon hearing this, he forced himself to swallow the snarky remark on the tip of his tongue, hugged the ancient desolate hall, and stood there obediently.

The wisp of pale golden Dragon Qi at the end of the Stele Forest was still circling, like an old debt that refused to dissipate.

Lin Yi looked up, immortal light flowing in his eyes, the scenes at the bottom of his pupils peeling away layer by layer.

Ordinary people would only see a wisp of Qi. In his eyes, however, that wisp of Dragon Qi trailed a very long line behind it, winding its way deep into the island.

Even more strangely, this line did not crash in from outside the island; instead, it seemed to have rolled backward all the way from deeper within. It swept past the stone stele maze and finally became stuck in this main stele.

Lin Yi's gaze turned three degrees colder. The Dragon Qi coming from the heart of the island meant that the Dragon had gone very deep back then—deep enough to touch the true core.

The incident with the Shen Family back then was most likely related to this Dragon Qi.

Chu Wanqing turned her head and cursed in a low voice. "This thing has quite a long reach!"

After cursing, she reached out and pressed her hand on Shen Qingyue's shoulder. "Sister Qingyue, keep a tab on this debt." "We've reached this point; no one is getting away!"