Chapter 251: Desolate Body, Heading to Devil Sound Mountain!
"Divine Marrow Nectar from the Earth's Core?"
Upon hearing Little Marten's answer, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise. A look of astonishment appeared on her beautiful face.
Between Heaven and Earth, there exist countless natural treasures, born from the very power of the world itself, each possessing extraordinary properties. Among them, the so-called Divine Marrow Nectar from the Earth's Core not only boosts one's strength, but more importantly, it helps one begin to condense their nascent spirit—a truly remarkable treasure.
Normally, only those who have reached the peak of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage, or even stepped into the Profound Life Stage, can successfully condense a nascent spirit.
But now, with the Divine Marrow Nectar from the Earth's Core, this process could begin much earlier.
Previously, Lin Fan had also consumed the Divine Marrow Nectar, and was able to condense a nascent spirit while still at the Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage.
Lin Dong, standing beside them, was visibly shaken as a fiery gleam flashed in his eyes. Lin Fan, however, appeared far calmer in comparison.
"Heh, interested?"
Little Marten looked at the stunned Ying Huanhuan and Lin Dong with a smug smile. This kind of treasure wasn't something one could simply stumble upon.
"What's guarding the Divine Marrow Nectar?" Lin Fan smiled slightly and went straight to the point.
"In this region of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, there's a dominant overlord. That guy's a demonic beast as well—his true form is a Golden Ghost Owl. He's at the Minor Completion level of the Profound Life Stage. Under his command are various demonic beasts, the strongest of which are two generals at the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage," Little Marten said, stroking his chin.
"A Golden Ghost Owl at Minor Completion of the Profound Life Stage doesn't sound like much of a threat to you, now that you've recovered your strength to Major Completion," Lin Dong said with some confusion.
"I've told you, that guy has some unusual methods..." Little Marten said helplessly.
"Human-faced owls... is it the Owl Sound Formation? No wonder you guys wanted to borrow the Phoenix Zither," Ying Huanhuan's eyes lit up as she spoke softly.
Little Marten looked at her in surprise. "Didn't expect you to figure that out just by hearing the name 'human-faced owl'."
"That Golden Ghost Owl has painstakingly raised a hundred thousand human-faced owls. These owls are extremely skilled in sonic attacks, and with the terrain of Devil Sound Mountain, forming the Owl Sound Formation gives them incredible power. Even I couldn't break through," Little Marten said.
"One hundred thousand…" Lin Dong was stunned by the sheer number.
"Little Flame was originally cultivating in this mountain range…" Little Marten shrugged, then explained in detail how Little Flame discovered the Divine Marrow Nectar and was injured by the Golden Ghost Owl.
After explaining, Little Marten's eyes flashed with anger as he glared at Little Flame and scolded him, "Useless fool."
Little Flame scratched his head and gave Lin Fan and Lin Dong a goofy smile, but deep in his eyes, a fierce and violent glint was well-hidden.
"As long as Little Flame's okay."
Lin Fan patted Little Flame's shoulder and said.
[Ding! You patted Lin Yan and obtained the Desolate Body!]
Just then, the system's pleasant voice echoed once more in Lin Fan's mind.
Desolate Body?
Lin Fan's heart stirred as he quickly understood that the so-called Desolate Body was a physique tailored for the Great Desolation Scripture. With this body, one could resist the corrosive effects of the desolation power.
Given enough time, Lin Fan could freely use the Great Desolation Scripture, absorbing desolation power to fight enemies.
"What's the plan?"
Little Marten looked at Lin Fan and asked.
Lin Fan withdrew his thoughts and replied calmly, "Isn't it obvious? We're going to raze Devil Sound Mountain to the ground!"
"Been waiting for you to say that!"
Little Marten grinned, his handsome face exuding a demonic charm.
A fierce killing aura surged from Lin Dong, who smiled brightly and said, "Brother Lin Fan's right. That question was pointless."
Beside them, Little Flame nodded with a goofy grin, but his towering figure now radiated a terrifying bloodthirstiness that sent chills down the spine.
"Leave the Owl Sound Formation to me."
Ying Huanhuan raised her jade-like hand, and the fiery Phoenix Zither shimmered into view.
A powerful wave of energy surged forth, even drawing Little Marten's gaze.
"No problem, right?" Lin Fan raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.
"All things counterbalance one another. That Owl Sound Formation is strong, but my Phoenix Zither just happens to counter it," Ying Huanhuan said with a trace of pride.
"Heh, impressive. This girl's about the same age as Su Rou, but her personality's way tougher," Little Marten chuckled from the side.
"Su Rou?" Ying Huanhuan batted her eyes and glanced at Lin Fan.
"A friend," Lin Fan explained simply, then turned to the others. "Let's go—off to Devil Sound Mountain."
With that, the group shot toward the depths of the vast mountain range.
...
At the same time Lin Fan and his team were heading for Devil Sound Mountain, a sound of rushing wind came from the other side of the range. Moments later, three figures arrived.
Leading them was an old man in a brown robe, his aura far from weak. Behind him were two men dressed in black-and-white garments, both strikingly handsome, with white emblems on their chests depicting a black sun.
The alternating black and white resembled the shifting of yin and yang—clearly the insignia of Yuan Gate, the most powerful sect in the Eastern Xuan Region.
Judging from their attire, the two young men were clearly among the elite—two of the Eight Spirit Generals of Yuan Gate!
And they too, were headed for Devil Sound Mountain!
At the peak of Devil Sound Mountain stood a stone hall, its color a dark crimson, as though stained with ancient blood, exuding a deeply oppressive atmosphere.
Inside the hall was a throne of pale white bones.
Upon the throne sat a middle-aged man with skin of a dull gold hue. His eyes were sunken, and his mouth twisted into a strange shape that made his entire face look eerily sinister.
This man was the true overlord of Devil Sound Mountain—the Golden Ghost Owl in human form.
"The Owl Sound Formation is in place, yes?" the Golden Ghost Owl asked coldly, raising his shadowy gaze to the two figures before him.
"Rest assured, my lord. All the human-faced owls are ready. If anyone dares intrude, we'll unleash the Owl Sound Formation immediately," one of them—a man clad in leopard skin—grinned.
"My lord, is that girly-looking man really that terrifying? We've been holed up in Devil Sound Mountain for days now," the other man, a fierce-looking brute, muttered with a pout.
"Hmph, that guy may look delicate, but his strength is likely at Major Completion of the Profound Life Stage. Even I'm no match for him in a real fight," the Golden Ghost Owl snorted.
"Then what now, my lord? Are we just going to keep hiding?"
"Don't worry. I've got ties with Yuan Gate. I've already sent word and invited one of their Elders. Once he arrives, that guy won't be able to stir up any more trouble."
As they were speaking, a sharp shriek suddenly pierced through the air outside the hall.
The three men's faces immediately changed.
The Golden Ghost Owl shot to his feet and, in a flash, flew out of the hall. His cold gaze turned toward the sky beyond the mountain peak.
There, five figures hovered in the air.
"It's you again, you damned lingering ghost!" the Golden Ghost Owl said with a chilling sneer, eyes fixed on the handsome man among the five.
Swish, swish!
The entire mountain stirred, the air filled with the sound of rushing wind. In no time, many figures leapt toward the mountain summit, casting wary gazes toward the five newcomers.
"Quite the welcoming committee," Lin Fan remarked as he looked at Devil Sound Mountain, brow arching slightly.
"You hurt my brother—did you really think I'd let that go? Golden Ghost Owl, why don't you just kill those two subordinates of yours, and we'll call it even. How about it?"
Little Marten grinned at the Golden Ghost Owl, his smile laced with sly malice.
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