475: Skeleton

Outside.

The attention of the foreign race powerhouses was entirely focused on Lilith and Ghost Cold's battle.

As for Huang Lin, they only glanced at him before no longer paying attention, as a result wouldn't be reached anytime soon.

In their eyes, Huang Lin's Desolate Bone was still being released, and everything seemed fine.

But in reality.

Huang Lin had already fallen into Xiao Fan's Mental Energy attack.

Xiao Fan knew time was tight; if the opponent remained in this state for too long, the anomaly would surely be discovered.

He had also considered secretly sneaking into Huang Lin's residence at night to ambush him, but he never found an opportunity.

He was also somewhat unconfident about the strength of his Mental Energy.

It wasn't until that day, when he allowed the Fire of Resistance to fuse with his Mental Energy, that something miraculous occurred.

The characteristics of the Fire of Resistance were imbued into his Mental Energy.

And what are the characteristics of the Fire of Resistance?

As long as one's lifespan is long enough, it equals—invincibility.

Therefore, at this moment, the strength of Xiao Fan's Mental Energy was elevated to a subtle realm.

It was just enough to search Huang Lin's memories, with no overflow at all, unless Huang Lin suddenly initiated Mental Energy defense, but even then, it wouldn't matter.

Because the characteristics of the Fire of Resistance would automatically re-elevate his Mental Energy, once again reaching that realm of being just a bit higher than you, though it would relatively burn more lifespan.

However, it wouldn't be much more; after all, his Mental Energy was already significantly higher than Huang Lin's, and he still had a pile of Life Soda at home, so Xiao Fan didn't care about this small consumption at all.

At this moment, he quickly searched Huang Lin's memories; only a few seconds passed in the outside world, yet Xiao Fan had already found the scene of Huang Lin receiving the Legacy in his memory.

With just the first glance, Xiao Fan was shocked.

Just like when he searched Ting Qiao's memories before, at the moment of their Awakening, their consciousness was pulled into their clan's “Ancestral Land” or similar place.

The Wild Bone Clan's Ancestral Land was incredibly vast; whether it was the sky or the earth, everything was shrouded in black mist.

Before him was a towering mountain, surrounded on all four sides by four massive white bone corpses.

Standing beneath the corpses, Xiao Fan felt as small as an ant.

That mountain must have been at least ten thousand meters high, reaching directly into the sky.

And each of the four corpses was even taller than this mountain.

In their abdomens, a pitch-black giant sword was plunged.

Immortal Fire's super greatsword had once been very visually impactful.

But compared to these four pitch-black giant swords, it was absolutely insignificant.

He couldn't imagine what the original appearance of these corpses was, how they could be so enormous.

However, at least he could confirm that these corpses came from a water element race.

Because faint, shimmering blue light was flashing on the bones of the corpses, and an endless stream of Water Law was gushing out.

The Law fragments were then drawn and absorbed by the four pitch-black giant swords, eventually transforming into the Wild Bone Clan's Demonic Energy, nourishing this eerie mountain.

Through Huang Lin's perspective, Xiao Fan stood on the arm of a massive white bone and walked towards the mountain.

But suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if something horrifying was happening.

His heart quickened, and his entire body was filled with an indescribable tremor, as if something was calling him, searching for him.

He couldn't control Huang Lin's perspective.

But through the corner of these eyes, he noticed the enormous white bone skull at the upper edge of his vision.

At this moment.

The most terrifying thing was discovered.

The empty eye sockets on the skull of the corpse before him seemed to be staring directly at him.

Even though that skull hadn't moved.

Even though this feeling was incredibly unbelievable.

But Xiao Fan genuinely felt that an invisible pair of pupils was watching him.

He was enveloped by an invisible gaze.

Suddenly.

An extreme sadness was transmitted from that gaze, surging wildly within Xiao Fan's heart, causing him to feel a deep heartache and sorrow.

In a trance.

He seemed to hear wails and cries.

This wailing seemed to carry a strange magical power, making his consciousness hazy, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Suddenly!

"Charge!"

"Kill!!!"

"Level the Divine Temple! Declare to the Universe, I! Am the most handsome man in the entire Universe!"

"Narcissistic dog, don't be crazy here, win first!"

Earth-shattering shouts of killing and some strange curses suddenly woke Xiao Fan.

He abruptly looked up, only to feel a sense of desolation washing over him.

Soon, his cloudy eyes focused.

He saw everything around him clearly.

At this moment.

He was in a vast battlefield.

War raged, Killing Intent soared.

Countless god-like powerhouses walked in the Void Realm, each step accompanied by divine thunder, shattering space.

There were also countless powerful Laws, like colorful clouds spanning the sky, then shattered by some mysterious force, falling like raindrops, dense and heavy, transforming into a colorful downpour.

The scene was incredibly grand, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Around him were countless super powerhouses, at the very least Martial Gods; Emperor-level cultivators were as numerous as grains of rice, too many to count.

Even stronger individuals flew high in the sky, traversing through the intricate Law-colored clouds, breaking through sound barriers, advancing.

But what made Xiao Fan surprised was that at this moment, in the eyes of all the warriors he saw, crimson flames were flickering!

They charged with an indomitable spirit into a mist shrouded in mysterious light.

They were shouting, roaring, their faces contorted, facing death as if it were nothing!

Their speed grew faster and faster, as if whoever was slow was a disgrace!

And in front of this mighty host of powerhouses.

Stood four towering Water Giants.

They ran tirelessly, each step causing the ground to tremble violently.

He vaguely heard powerhouses on the battlefield laughing and teasing: "Big fool, slow down!"

In Xiao Fan's eyes, that mysterious light mist clearly contained terrifying dangers.

But the faces of the charging army, stretching as far as the eye could see, showed no fear, only smiles!

As if only by shattering that high mountain would hope arrive!

Xiao Fan was like an observer, transforming into a phantom, standing in the middle of the battlefield; countless powerhouses passed through his body during their charge.

He gradually became mesmerized.

What kind of power could drive such a group of powerhouses to unite, to laugh heartily in this battlefield where death could come at any moment?

And all of this was so real, as if it was happening right before his eyes.

He was like a witness to history, watching certain ancestors, for something he couldn't yet understand, bravely leading the charge, fighting to the death.

At this moment!

His gaze swept across the vast sky, seeing the very forefront of the charging army.

There, stood a man clad in a crimson divine robe, the divine robe wildly fluttering in the wind; even with just a back view, his demeanor was so captivating.

Wait, it seemed there were several other people standing beside him, shoulder to shoulder.

Suddenly!

Xiao Fan's breathing suddenly became incredibly rapid, his pupils involuntarily dilated, and his heart began to pound wildly.

His emotions fluctuated violently; the moment he clearly saw those few people, he even showed faint signs of losing control!