Chapter 540 - 358: A Banquet of Yin Energy! A Gluttonous Feast!

Chapter 540: Chapter 358: A Banquet of Yin Energy! A Gluttonous Feast!

This is the core bloodline of the Wenjing Dynasty’s royal family, capable of cultivating the "Nine Dragon Body Protection Scripture!"

In an instant, dragon roars shook the entire alley!

Among them, a sacred golden dragon phantom immediately opened its huge mouth.

The ghost head imprisoned by Peng Lie’s crimson energy also let out a shrill scream.

Suddenly, black blood gushed out from its hollow eye sockets—turning into countless twisted human faces in mid-air!

Lu Xuan’s eyes narrowed, a golden dragon phantom swiftly pierced through the sky, fiercely biting down on the eerie head.

A "hiss" was heard, those spiteful human faces instantly shattered by the golden dragon phantom.

Just like snow melting under the scorching sun, they dissolved into nothingness at breathtaking speed.

The momentum of the golden dragon phantom remained unabated, devouring the bizarre head completely.

Having done all this, Lu Xuan wasted no time and hurriedly checked the system panel in his mind.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Third Life)

Realm: Inner Qi Realm (Initial)

Cultivation Technique: Nine Dragon Body Protection Scripture 3/9 (Can be deduced)

Points: 1002

Please confirm if the host wishes to consume 20 system points to deduce the Nine Dragon Body Protection Scripture!

A thousand system points gained!

"Grandfather, continue."

Lu Xuan’s voice suddenly became ethereal and elusive.

Behind him, the remaining eleven golden dragons simultaneously raised their heads, eyes like torches, staring fiercely into the denser darkness within the alley.

Lu Xuan’s gaze was like lightning, sweeping over the dilapidated houses on either side of the alley.

Though seemingly abandoned, the doors and windows of those houses, under the golden dragon’s light, faintly revealed eerie black patterns.

"Excellent!"

Lu Xuan’s pupils contracted slightly, a greedy golden glint surfacing in his eyes.

The dark evil energy creeping on the ground, in his eyes, turned into the most precious nourishing treasure.

"Go!"

Lu Xuan flicked his fingers eagerly, and as three golden dragon phantoms roared forth, a whistling wind sound cut through the air.

"No, still too slow....."

Lu Xuan suddenly stepped forward, his golden thread boots directly shattered the bluish-grey bricks of the ground.

Speaking of which, two more golden dragon phantoms sprang from behind him, hungrily pouncing towards the turbulent yin energy deeper within the alley.

The roles of hunter and prey, at this moment, were completely reversed by Lu Xuan.

Those hiding entities probably never dreamed

that this human, who should have been their target, was now viewing them like prey, scanning every dark corner.

Lu Xuan’s tongue gently licked his lips, savoring the ever-thickening yin energy in the air.

This wasn’t a life-and-death crisis but the opening bell of a gluttonous feast.

The first golden dragon phantom knocked open the rotting wooden door on the left, instantly stirring a fierce wind as it entered.

Inside, it revealed dozens of corpses, each strung upside-down with red strings.

The water droplets hanging from their toes corroded the blue bricks into honeycomb-like cavities.

The second golden dragon breached the lattice window on the right, startling lifelike paper figures across the room.

The pale paper faces were dotted with cinnabar as red as blood.

In that moment, the entire alley plunged into a strange, eerie silence.

The disturbed paper figures suddenly all turned their heads in unison.

Dozens of pupil-less faces stared directly at Lu Xuan.

The cinnabar-dotted lips slightly curved, revealing a uniform, rigidly eerie smile.

Their way of "looking" was spine-chilling.

Within the pupil-less eye sockets, a palpable spiteful gaze could be distinctly felt.

Witnessing this, Lu Xuan instead took half a step forward, his maroon dragon robe fluttering without wind.

As he tilted his head slightly, the golden-glinted eyes "met" with the paper figures, showing an almost nostalgic look.

The subtle smile at Lu Xuan’s lips seemed like encountering an old acquaintance after a long separation.

Immediately following, the third golden dragon charged at the central courtyard, shattering the ancient bronze mirror hanging above the eaves.

The instant the mirror shattered, the mournful cries of thousands of souls suddenly echoed through the alley.

The voices layered upon each other, as if emerging from the Nine Nether Hell.

Suddenly, the entire alley erupted like a boiling Nine Netherworld and Yellow Springs!

On the battered walls on either side, the originally dim dark red surfaces suddenly glowed with eerie red light, as if awakened.

Every bronze bell hanging beneath the eaves started tinkling atmospherically without wind, producing an ominous sound.

With each bell chime, the black water bubbling from the ground began rippling intensely.

Yet, Lu Xuan seemed oblivious, as his maroon sleeves swept through the air, the remaining golden dragon phantoms raised their heads in unison.

Amidst the sky-shattering dragon roars, the scale armor of several golden dragon phantoms bristled fiercely.

The golden light shimmering among their dragon whiskers illuminated the entire alley like daylight.

"Boom——!"

Several dozen cavities suddenly exploded in the distant ground, thick black water shooting upward like fountains.

The foul, chilling black liquid in mid-air condensed into countless distorted human faces, emitting silent wails.

Even more terrifying was the permeating yin energy, already dense enough to be visible to the naked eye.

Incredibly, it crystallized into black ice in the air, and soon, the ice formed by the yin energy "clicked" and fell to the ground.

Beside him, Peng Lie witnessed this scene, his eye corner finally twitched uncontrollably.

His calloused right hand unconsciously grasped the dragon-headed cane tied at his waist.

This martial arts giant of the Wenjing Dynasty, who had roamed for decades, felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Such a scale of yin energy explosion, could probably instantly freeze an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster into an ice sculpture.

Even a typical Grandmaster.

Facing such a formidable yin energy spectacle, would decisively turn and flee without hesitation.

Unfortunately, Peng Lie wasn’t a typical Grandmaster, but a transcendent strongman at the pinnacle of martial arts mastery!

"Good kid....." Peng Lie shook his head with a wry smile, his crimson energy abruptly surged three inches, "really brought a challenge to this grandfather."

But suddenly, Peng Lie took a step forward, and the hunched figure under the blood-crimson energy, wrapped, grew exuberantly by more than three parts!

The white hairs stood upright strand by strand; the cloudy eyes now gleamed brightly like torches.

This elderly man standing at the martial arts peak was finally getting serious!

"Xuan, watch out for the oddities on the ground!"

Peng Lie’s calloused large hand pressed heavily on Lu Xuan’s shoulder, the crimson energy poured out like flowing water.

Instantly, it enveloped Lu Xuan’s body in a layer of warm red glow.

Just within this flash, the black water on the ground began to squirm bizarrely.

The yin energy in the gaps between the blue bricks condensed into four fierce blood words: Intruders Die!

Lu Xuan’s golden eyes flickered slightly, yet before he could speak.

Peng Lie’s hunched body shot forth like an arrow leaving the string.

His entire being was engulfed in boiling crimson energy, leaving a streak of red shadow in the alley.

"Xuan, catch this!"

Accompanying a thunderous command, Peng Lie’s palm wind was like a blade, sending a struggling paper figure flying.

The paper figure entwined with crimson energy, its cinnabar-dotted features twisted into a horrified expression.

Although its papery arms flailed wildly, it couldn’t escape the confines of this Martial Arts Grandmaster’s energy.

Lu Xuan’s mouth curled up slightly, with a sword finger-point.

A golden dragon phantom soared forth, and before the paper figure reached halfway, it was bitten by the golden dragon phantom’s jaws.

Time ticked slowly away!

The alley constantly echoed with a chorus of harsh wails, as if thousands of souls were simultaneously howling.