358: Chapter 358 The Mysterious Woman Within the Black Lotus!

A golden stream of light soared into the sky like a meteor defying the heavens, instantly crossing the vast distance to reach the top of the nine-layered stone platform.

The Golden Skeleton sitting on the dragon throne had red light blazing in its eye sockets, looking like two clumps of burning blood.

It stood up, its tall frame making a creaking sound as its hands gripped a rusted bronze greatsword.

"Courting death!"

The skeleton swung the greatsword, creating a sonic boom that tore through the air as it slashed down fiercely toward Su Yang's head.

A black sword light dozens of feet long erupted from the blade, appearing as if it would split the entire underground plaza in two.

The surrounding air was sliced open by the sword light, letting out a piercing whistle as the wild wind whipped up white bone powder from the ground, sending it flying everywhere.

Su Yang did not dodge.

He clenched his right fist, and dazzling golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly enveloped his knuckles, as if he were holding a miniature sun in his hand.

Facing the massive black sword light, he threw a punch with reckless abandon.

Boom!

The two massive forces collided in mid-air, producing an earth-shattering roar.

The black sword light instantly collapsed, dissipating into a sky full of black smoke.

The gold and purple flames surged upward with irresistible force, smashing directly into the broad blade of the bronze greatsword.

There was a crisp crack.

The rusted greatsword simply couldn't withstand the high temperature and immense force, snapping into two pieces from the middle.

One half fell to the ground, smashing a deep pit into the hard stone platform and sending stone fragments flying.

The Golden Skeleton was knocked back two steps by the recoil, falling back onto the golden dragon throne.

Several deep cracks appeared on the surface of the dragon throne, and golden flakes rustled down.

The red light in the skeleton's eyes flickered wildly, revealing intense anger.

It was at the Soul Transformation Late Stage, yet it had been forced back by a single punch from a young man; it was an absolute humiliation.

"Audacious Mortal! Die!"

It tossed aside the remaining broken sword and its skeletal hands quickly formed seals.

The nine-layered stone platform began to shake violently, as if a major earthquake were occurring.

The nine black dragons carved onto the golden dragon throne seemed to come to life, letting out low, rumbling roars.

Roar!

Nine hundred-meter-long black Yin Dragons lunged out from the dragon throne.

Their bodies were condensed from thick Yin Qi. They opened their bloody maws, revealing sharp black fangs, and snapped at Su Yang from all directions.

Wherever the Yin Dragons passed, the surrounding temperature plummeted, as if even space itself were being frozen into ice.

Qin Xueji stood below the platform, her face pale with fear. She gripped her clothes tightly, her breathing becoming extremely difficult.

Facing a terrifying Spell of the Soul Transformation Late Stage.

As a Cultivator who had just reached Core Formation, she felt her very Soul trembling.

Su Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression perfectly calm, not even knitting his brows.

"Just a few worms, yet you dare to be so arrogant."

Su Yang stomped heavily on the stone platform and soared into the air.

Opening his hands, the Pure Yang True Qi within his body erupted like a volcano, surging out continuously.

"Great Sun Burning the Heavens!"

A dazzling golden sun condensed in front of Su Yang's chest.

The intense light illuminated the entire underground plaza, dispelling all darkness.

The golden sun instantly exploded, turning into a boundless sea of fire that swept toward the nine Yin Dragons.

The nine black Yin Dragons charged headlong into the sea of fire, letting out shrill screams.

Pure Yang True Fire was the absolute nemesis of all evil and Yin things.

In less than ten seconds, the nine massive Yin Dragons were burned into nothingness, leaving not even a wisp of smoke behind.

The sea of fire dissipated, leaving only a lingering, staggering heat in the air.

Su Yang landed steadily on the stone platform and walked step by step toward the Golden Skeleton. His footsteps sounded exceptionally clear on the silent altar.

The skeleton finally felt fear. It propped itself up on the damaged dragon throne, wanting to get up and flee.

Su Yang's figure flickered like a ghost, instantly appearing before the skeleton.

He raised his right leg high and, with the force of ten thousand catties, kicked the skeleton hard in the chest.

Bang!

The hard golden sternum shattered instantly, with bone shards flying everywhere.

The skeleton's massive body flew backward through the air and slammed heavily into the black palace gates.

A huge dent was smashed into the gates, letting out a dull roar as the entire palace shook along with it.

Su Yang followed up and, without any superfluous words, smashed a punch into the skeleton's head.

Rumble!

The golden skull exploded into powder. The red light in the eye sockets was completely extinguished.

A powerful skeleton at the Soul Transformation Late Stage was beaten to pieces by Su Yang, turning into a pile of useless scrap scattered before the palace gates.

A golden bead fell from the scrap onto the ground, emitting pure energy fluctuations.

Su Yang picked up the bead, glanced at it, and casually tossed it to Bai Li below the platform.

"Take it and absorb it."

Bai Li reached out and caught the bead, a hint of joy appearing on her beautiful face: "Thank you, Hubby."

On the other side of the plaza, the battle was also nearing its end.

The ice-blue longsword in Chu Ling's hand turned into a stream of light, carrying an Aura that could freeze everything as it pierced directly through the head of the bone behemoth.

The cold air of the ten thousand year profound ice marrow erupted completely, and ghostly blue frost quickly spread along the behemoth's skull.

In the blink of an eye, the massive behemoth turned into a giant ghostly blue ice sculpture, frozen in a menacing pose.

Chu Ling sheathed her longsword and kicked out.

The ice sculpture shattered into a sky full of ice shards, scattering across the ground and reflecting brilliant light.

Mary also finished her battle.

Her ten fingers were like sharp blades, leaving countless red claw shadows in the air.

The other bone behemoth simply couldn't withstand the Vampire Count's violent attacks; its bones were torn apart into a mess, piling up into a small mountain of broken white bones.

"How boring. There's not even a drop of blood, making me get excited for nothing. It's just a pile of moldy old bones."

Mary pouted her rosy lips and brushed the dust off her hands.

Flapping her black bat wings, she flew back to Su Yang's side, her beautiful face written with boredom.

Qin Xueji breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves finally relaxing.

She quickly followed Bai Li and walked forward to Su Yang's side.

Seeing her boss resolve such powerful enemies with such ease, the reverence in her heart deepened.

Su Yang turned and looked at the black palace gates before him.

The gates were a hundred meters high, built entirely of an unknown black rock, emitting an ancient and weathered Aura.

There were no patterns on the gates, only a heavy sense of pressure, as if some peerless, malevolent creature were imprisoned inside.

Su Yang didn't look for an opening mechanism; he simply raised his right foot and kicked the gate.

Bang!

The heavy black gates made a harsh grinding sound as they slowly opened to both sides.

A strong smell of blood mixed with a strange fragrance wafted out from the gap in the doors.

This fragrance made one feel dizzy upon smelling it, as if it could influence one's mind.

Everyone walked into the main hall.

The interior of the hall was very vast, its edges invisible to the eye.

Countless blood-red glowing stones were embedded in the vaulted ceiling, illuminating the entire space in a deep red, as if they were in a sea of blood.

In the very center of the hall was a massive blood-colored pool.

The pool was filled with a red liquid, the surface calm and without ripples, like a red mirror.

Above the pool, a giant Black Lotus was suspended in the air.

The lotus petals were tightly closed. The surrounding space was unable to withstand the pressure, showing tiny cracks.

Black streams of light flowed over the surface of the petals, emitting waves of destruction.

Suddenly, the Black Lotus petals slowly bloomed.

Along with the opening of the petals, an even greater pressure swept through the entire hall.

A woman wearing a black dress sat cross-legged in the center of the stamens.

The black dress was as deep as the night sky, tightly fitting her graceful figure.

Her pitch-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, without a single stray strand.

The woman had her eyes closed; her skin was as white as snow, and her features were very exquisite.

Between her eyebrows was a black flame mark, flickering with an eerie light.

The pressure of the Soul Transformation Great Perfection radiated unreservedly from the woman.

The air in the entire hall seemed to have solidified, making even breathing extremely difficult.

The woman slowly opened her eyes; her pupils were pure black without any whites, like two bottomless black holes, quietly staring at Su Yang's group.

Being stared at by those eyes felt like being gazed upon by the abyss, making one's Soul unable to stop trembling.

"Finally, living people have come here."

The woman's voice was ethereal, echoing continuously within the hall with a hint of ineffable temptation, as if it could pierce directly into the depths of one's Soul.