Guan Shuo was the first knocked back, delayed slightly. Yuan Kai and the dark-robed elder were stalled by the Tiger Legion Young Commander and his triple-striped golden tiger, unable to charge through immediately. The fastest on either side were Liu Yan and Gong Hongyun.
A large group trailed behind each.
Hu Yue’s Sky Spider Demon Silk slashed towards Liu Yan’s position— lightning-fast, the near-invisible silk sliced through the void towards him.
Liu Yan’s face twisted in horror— he unleashed a sea-like palm strike, radiant light bursting forth.
But in the next moment, his palm force split apart— “Pfft!”— his striking right arm severed, blood mist spraying.
To his side, others rushed in— the unstoppable silk carved through, decapitating or bisecting them, snapping blades with sharp clangs.
One strike’s terror— severing a Martial Venerable’s arm, shattering countless swords.
The Sky Spider Demon Silk— sharpness supreme!
“Nice!” Seeing this, Lin Xiao didn’t hesitate— he unleashed fifty Martial King essence pills. He became a lightning streak, tracing a brilliant arc from top to bottom, piercing the sky, fleeing far.
“Ah!”
Liu Yan’s roar echoed— but Hu Yue ignored him. The silk danced, snapping Gong Hongyun’s blade, forcing him back, then clashing with Guan Shuo. Rolling waves shook the heavens— countless died or were injured by the fallout.
Blade qi crisscrossed, sword qi soared, the war halberd blazed golden, the silk tore all directions— relentless, earth-shaking booms dimmed the sky and sun.
Burning fifty essence pills— a fortune— the Void Sky Phoenix Wings hit divine speed, surpassing low-tier Martial Venerables, nearing sixth-tier.
The commotion faded from Lin Xiao’s senses in moments— sixth-tier venerables blocked, no one else could catch him.
But fifty pills stung— half his wealth gone in one go.
No choice— so many Martial Kings and Venerables aimed to kill them. Staying risked losing the wings and his life. Half his fortune was worth it.
When the fifty pills ran dry, Lin Xiao reached the graveyard’s deepest core.
A vast white expanse— bone dust everywhere, piled with human and spirit beast skeletons, mountains of them.
Gazing ahead, miles away amid the skeletal heaps, four unique spirit beast skeletons stood out— positioned as if all others bowed to them.
Lin Xiao flew closer— their shapes stunned him.
Facing him, a colossal skeleton— a hundred metres long, dragon-like, sprawled forward— bore massive wing bones.
The wings spanned dozens of metres, immense.
But its front lacked a skull.
A headless spirit beast skeleton.
“Heavens, a Winged Serpent skeleton!” Lin Xiao gasped.
Winged Serpents— legendary primordial beasts— could reach ninth-tier at maturity, rivalling Martial Emperors, incomparably mighty.
One of the continent’s strongest spirit beast races.
Yet they existed in primordial times, vanished for ages, known only in ancient texts.
How could such a primordial beast appear here?
And this mighty Winged Serpent— beheaded? By whom? How terrifying was that foe?
A peak Martial Emperor at their zenith?
The more Lin Xiao thought, the more chilling it felt— something was off. Forget the giant crocodile skeleton ahead— this Winged Serpent alone marked this place as extraordinary.
Its age— unfathomably ancient. No Martial Lord could bury these skeletons.
To the right, another massive skeleton— crocodile-shaped, dozens of metres tall, nearly a hundred metres wide.
Its bones shimmered silver, faint light flowing, as if brimming with potent energy— peculiar.
Its skull too was severed.
Another headless skeleton.
“Could it be… a Kun Sky Giant Crocodile?” Lin Xiao jolted again. A rare breed— one in a million— massive, bearing a trace of divine Kun blood, strength boundless, combat power sky-high, matching primordial beasts.
In shock, Lin Xiao looked left— another large skeleton, phoenix-like, wingless, headless.
Ahead, an eight-legged skeleton— Sky Spider-shaped, also headless.
Lin Xiao confirmed— surely a Void Sky Phoenix and Sky Spider. His wings and Hu Yue’s silk likely came from here.
“Heavens— myriad skeletons in worship, four primordial beasts beheaded and placed here— what is this place…” Lin Xiao’s shocks piled up, beyond words.
Now he was certain— this wasn’t a lord’s burial, but an emperor’s. Only a Martial Emperor’s tomb could house such fearsome beasts and强者 corpses.
What chilled him more— as his gaze shifted from the others— a fifth skeleton appeared amid the four beasts: a seated human figure.
It hadn’t been there moments ago— appearing unnoticed— sending shivers from his scalp to his toes.
Thankfully, it emitted no aura.
“Could this be the one worshipped by the myriad skeletons— slayer of the four beasts?” Lin Xiao instinctively guessed, eyes scanning the seated figure.
Suddenly, his gaze locked on its hand— a bone inscribed with swirling ancient script, radiating a faint, timeless aura.
“Could this be… his legacy?”
Lin Xiao’s eyes blazed— this skeleton’s former might was clear. Perhaps the tomb’s master, maybe a primordial Martial Emperor enduring eons. Its legacy would be extraordinary.
