327: Chapter 327 Obtaining the Ancient Emperor's Finger Bone, I'm Going to the Far North to Flip the Table!

Grey mist surged like a tide, instantly swallowing the sunlight around the periphery of Dengxian Island.

The black ghost ship flying the one-eyed flag did not dock. Instead, it came to an abrupt stop at a position ten nautical miles from the iceberg. The seawater around the hull seemed to be boiling, bubbling with black froth. A nauseating stench of rot rode the sea breeze, overwhelming the aroma of meat that had originally permeated the island.

"Ugh—"

Several Western superhumans with lower cultivation levels immediately dropped to their knees, retching dryly. The smell wasn't just foul; it carried a dizzying sensation that shot straight to the brain, as if a single whiff could make one's Soul grow mold.

"It's... it's the 'Gluttony'!"

Gabriel from the Oracle Institute had just crawled out of the sea, his platinum-white battle armor half shattered. Seeing the ship now, his already pale face turned ashen. "That's the mobile lair of the Abyssal Council on the open seas! It's said they keep a..."

Before he could finish,

"ROAR——————!!!"

A muffled roar, like tectonic plates grinding against each other, erupted from the deep sea beneath the ghost ship.

Immediately after, a mountain of flesh... surfaced.

It was a colossal monster three times larger than the five-colored warship. It had no fixed form, its entire body a piled-up mass of countless squirming, rotting chunks of flesh, its surface flowing with dark green mucus. Thousands of thick tentacles flailed wildly in the air, each tip ending in a mouth full of fangs.

Most terrifying was the center of its main body: an abyssal maw large enough to swallow an aircraft carrier. Inside, instead of a tongue, were countless rolling eyeballs.

[Warning! High-level Abyssal biological entity detected!]

[Target Codename: Glutton (Level 4 Peak)]

[Traits: Devour & Evolve, Rule Corruption, Immortal Body.]

[Note: It's hungry, and the 'Ancient Corpses' here are supreme delicacies to it.]

The moment this monster appeared, its thousands of tentacles ignored spatial distance, frantically shooting towards the iceberg radiating alluring Dao aura behind Lu Sheng.

It had smelled them.

Those ancient powerhouses sealed within the ice were, to an Abyssal creature, nothing less than freshly baked, peerless elixirs.

"It's over... that's a real monster!"

The broken sword in Li Xiaoyao's hand trembled. A creature of this level, the sheer oppressive force from its size alone was enough to suffocate an ordinary Spirit King.

Dao Yi's face turned deathly pale, his whisk-riding hand frozen mid-air. "It's going to devour the Heros Tomb! Activate the Formation!!"

However, before the Formation could light up,

a black shadow moved faster than the Formation's glow.

Standing atop the iceberg, Lu Sheng watched the sky-blotting onslaught of tentacles and that nauseating mountain of flesh, his brows furrowed so tightly they could crush a fly.

"Who ordered takeout just now?"

Lu Sheng's voice wasn't loud, yet it pierced clearly through the deafening roar.

He held the [Dragon Devourer Spear] still slick with meat broth. There wasn't a trace of fear on his face, only the disgust of someone thoroughly grossed out.

"Although the presentation is a bit lacking, the portion..."

Lu Sheng licked the corner of his mouth. The grey light in his eyes, which had been receding, surged once more, transforming into two greedy, ghostly flames.

"...is quite substantial."

BOOM!

Lu Sheng stomped his right foot down hard on the black ice.

The entire three-thousand-meter-tall iceberg trembled slightly. Using the recoil, his entire form transformed into a black-gold streak of light. Instead of retreating, he charged forward, directly colliding with the sky full of tentacles.

"He's courting death! That's Abyssal corruption rules! Touch it and you'll rot!"

A red-robed female mage from the Pantheon shrieked in alarm from a distance.

But the next second, her scream was cut off as if her neck had been wrung, abruptly silenced.

SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT!

Wherever that black-gold streak of light passed, whether it was tentacles thick as water barrels or the highly corrosive Abyssal mucus, everything exploded.

Lu Sheng didn't even activate a shield.

Relying solely on his [Ancient Desolate Divine Body], which even Peak Spirit Kings couldn't breach, he bulled his way through the rain of tentacles, carving out a straight, bloody path.

"For me... get down!"

Lu Sheng instantly appeared directly above the "Glutton."

The Dragon Devourer Spear in his hand swelled with the wind. In an instant, it transformed into a sky-piercing pillar ten thousand *zhang* long, wreathed in purple-gold light.

Upon the spear shaft, the newly absorbed "Lotus Sword Intent" perfectly fused with the original domineering Spear Intent, blossoming into an exceedingly demonic and devastating lotus.

"FALL!!"

Lu Sheng's arm muscles bulged like two black-gold cast furious Dragons. Gripping the ten-thousand-*zhang* spear shadow, he smashed it down viciously onto the mountain of flesh below.

KABOOM——————!!!

The entire sea area seemed to have been struck by a multi-million-ton meteorite.

That Level 49 Abyssal Lord didn't even have time to scream before it was hammered from the sea surface straight down to the seabed by this single spear strike.

But it wasn't over.

That Dragon Devourer Spear, like the legendary sea-calming pillar, pierced straight through its Physical Body, penetrated its rule Domain, and finally...

THUD!

...nailed this once-overbearing Abyssal Lord firmly to the seabed thousands of meters deep!

Dark green Abyssal blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing the sea surface green for a hundred *li* in all directions.

"Still not dead?"

Hovering mid-air, Lu Sheng looked at the mass of rotten flesh that, though pinned, was still squirming madly, trying to regenerate. He clicked his tongue impatiently.

This thing's vitality was absurdly strong. As long as its core wasn't shattered, even if chopped into dumpling filling, it could glue itself back together.

"Then don't blame me for being unhygienic."

Lu Sheng took a deep breath. The Imperial Markingss on his body's surface swirled frantically.

ROAR——!!!

Behind him, the thousand-meter-tall apparition of the Archaic Heaven Emperor Venerable did not fully manifest. Instead, it transformed into a set of illusory black-gold armor that attached itself to his body.

His pupils instantly became vertical slits. Bulges formed on both sides of his forehead as a pair of ferocious Dragon horns pierced through his skin.

[Divine Rank Sequence·Human-Dragon Form—Activate!]

BOOM!

Lu Sheng's figure vanished.

When he reappeared, he was already standing before the Abyssal maw of the monster, the one filled with rolling eyeballs.

That place was filled with digestive acids capable of instantly melting alloys and highly concentrated Abyssal poison gas.

"Before eating, you have to remove the pit."

Lu Sheng grinned, revealing a mouthful of pale white teeth.

Then, under the utterly horrified gazes of everyone, he actually took the initiative... to dive into the monster's mouth!

"Mad! He's mad! That's an Abyssal Lord's stomach sac, a rule-dead zone!" Gabriel clutched his head, feeling his worldview shatter.

However, after only three breaths,

"AOOOWWUU——————!!!"

A scream of extreme agony, as if a Soul were being torn apart, erupted from the seabed.

That massive mountain of flesh, which had still been struggling, suddenly convulsed violently.

Immediately after,

RIP!

A huge bulge suddenly swelled on the monster's chest cavity—right where its frantically beating energy core was located.

Then, a hand covered in black-gold Dragon scales... tore its way out from within!

Blood sprayed.

Soaked in blood, Lu Sheng stepped out from the rent, his hand clutching a millstone-sized, still madly throbbing dark green heart.

The heart was connected to countless thick blood vessels and nerves, which now crackled like severed cables.

"The flavor's a bit strong, but it wins on freshness."

Lu Sheng stood atop the monster's corpse, letting the highly toxic blood rain down on him, sizzling and emitting white smoke.

He held the core in one hand, pressing his other hand against it.

HUMMMMMMMM—

The death-grey phantom of the [ancient desolate heaven swallowing furnace] in his abdomen reappeared.

"Refine!"

No extra movements.

That heart, containing the lifelong essence of a Level 49 Abyssal Lord, visibly withered at a rapid pace, transforming into streams of extremely pure energy that Lu Sheng swallowed whole like a whale.

[Ding! Devoured Level 49 Abyssal Lord core!]

[energy points +5,000!]

[Acquired Special Attribute: Abyssal Resistance +15%.]

[Ancient Desolate Divine Body comprehension increased to 25%!]

Lu Sheng let out a satisfied burp and casually tossed the now-waste residue of the heart into the sea.

By now, the monster named "Glutton" had completely stopped moving, transformed into a massive island of flesh floating on the sea surface.

Dead silence reigned.

Only the sound of waves lapping against the corpse.

Lu Sheng wiped the blood from his face and turned to look at the already petrified Dao Yi and Li Xiaoyao.

"What are you standing around for?"

Lu Sheng pointed at the enormous trophy beneath his feet, his tone as casual as if he were ordering dinner.

"This thing might be ugly, but it's genuine high-grade spirit meat."

"Dao Yi, take some people and tow it back."

"Wash it clean, remove the poison sacs and rotten flesh, cut the rest into chunks. Tell the cooks to use plenty of chili and cumin. It's extra rations for the brothers on the island."

Dao Yi: "..."

Li Xiaoyao: "..."

Gabriel: "..."

Using an Abyssal Lord... as extra rations?

Is this something a human being does?

Just as everyone was still questioning their existence, Lu Sheng's gaze suddenly sharpened.

He looked towards the ghost ship, which had already begun slowly backing away, attempting to flee.

The instant he devoured that heart, an extremely obscure memory fragment flowed into his mind along with the energy.

It wasn't about this monster, but about... where it came from.

[Starfield Grand Sacrifice... advance team... has descended...]

[Coordinates locked: Polar Ice Plain...]

[Mission: Awaken... the Old One slumbering beneath the 'Frost Throne'...]

"Trying to run?"

Lu Sheng sneered coldly, raising the Dragon Devourer Spear in his hand once more.

He was just about to make a move to keep that broken ship as well.

CRACK.

As if sensing danger, the space around the ghost ship's hull suddenly fractured. A massive black vortex appeared out of thin air.

Without the slightest hesitation, it plunged straight into the vortex, executing a spatial jump to escape.

But at the final moment, as the ship's stern disappeared,

something was thrown down from the ship.

It was a black metal box, landing right on the sea surface in front of Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng raised an eyebrow. With a flick of his spear tip, the box landed in his hand.

Opening it,

inside lay a... finger bone.

A finger bone as smooth and warm as black jade throughout, emitting an aura of solitary dominance spanning countless ages.

[Ding! Detected 'Ancient Emperor Remnant Body' (1/9)!]

[Source: Abyssal Council·Letter of Submission.]

[Message: We await you in the Far North, human. Bring your 'Key.']

"Heh."

Lu Sheng closed the box, gripping the finger bone in his palm, feeling that familiar resonance of Bloodline.

He looked up towards the north, in the direction of the Polar Ice Plain perpetually shrouded in blizzards.

"Letter of submission?"

A cruel arc curled at the corner of Lu Sheng's mouth. The grey light in his eyes was deeper than the Abyss itself.

"Fine."

"Since you're being so polite, delivering the bones to my doorstep..."

"Then this trip to the Far North..."

"Not only am I going, but I'm going to flip your damn table... completely over!"