1600: C1600 Remnants and Skeletal Bed in the Dijiang River

C1600 Remnants and Skeletal Bed in the Dijiang River

Within the thatched cottage of the abode!

The portrait hanging on the wooden wall was not just one person, but a group of people.

Among them, there was a burly middle-aged man who wore a dark grey long robe. His face was filled with a heroic aura and he was currently clenching his fists tightly as he spoke to the dozen or so men and women whose backs were all behind him.

After seeing the people in the portrait, Tower Spirit's body clearly trembled. Then, with a sorrowful and nostalgic expression, he walked over to the portrait.

Although he really wanted to know the origin of the person in the portrait and what relationship it had with the Tower Spirit, the crystal clear jade bed to the east gave him a feeling that it was a call from his bloodline.

After a moment of consideration, Yu Haoran decided to check out what exactly the jade bed that was calling out to him by his bloodline was.

The closer he got to the jade bed, the stronger the call from his blood became.

The stronger the call, the brighter the jade bed became.

When he was nine meters away from the jade bed, the calling sensation in his blood gradually weakened, but the blood that flowed in his veins slowly began to boil.

Seven meters!

When he was only seven meters away from the jade bed, Yu Haoran faintly felt the blood in his body boiling.

However, considering the size and height of the thatched cottage, he temporarily suppressed the urge to transform.

Five meters!

When he was only five meters away from the jade bed, the boiling blood in his body made Yu Haoran feel as if his body was on fire.

It was a good thing that his strong mental state and tenacious willpower allowed him to forcibly suppress the impulse to transform.

However, when he was only three meters away from the jade bed, the boiling blood in his body started to burn up, and his willpower and state of mind were both unable to suppress the urge to transform.

When Yu Haoran started to transform into the Ancestral Wu, the crystal clear jade bed suddenly formed a suction force that forcefully pulled him into the bed.

When Yu Haoran had recovered nearly three thousand meters of the Ancestral Shaman's meat, he first looked up at the roof of the thatched cottage, then looked down at the jade bed, his eyes revealing an incomparably shocked expression.

Because he didn't know what kind of special ability the jade bed had, no matter how much his Ancestral witch's height had increased, the height of the space she occupied from the rooftop hadn't changed at all.

"Sit down with your knees bent!"

Just as Yu Haoran was looking down and observing the jade bed, a loud voice came out in his mind.

"Who are you?" Instead of listening to the voice in his head, Yu Haoran swiftly took up a defensive stance, and asked with a solemn expression.

"I am the remnant will from the bone bed under your feet!" The voice in his mind replied, not hiding his origins.

"Bone bed!"

Hearing the reply to the voice in his mind, Yu Haoran instinctively wanted to fly up and leave his bones.

However, the strong suction force formed by the bone bed prevented him from moving his legs and prevented him from successfully leaping into the air.

"My name is Di Jiang!"

Facing Yu Haoran who wanted to leave the bone bed, the voice in his mind said his name.

After hearing the name in his mind, Yu Haoran immediately extinguished the thought of leaving the bone bed, and then obediently sat down with his knees bent.

Di Jiang, the most powerful Ancestral Magus among the twelve ancient warriors who had successfully opened his dantian. The inherited fist art that he was now learning came from the memory of this most powerful Ancestral Magus.

"I never thought that after entering the Sorcerer's Space, not only were you not dead, but you were also transformed by the ancestral tree into the purest of Ancestral Warlocks, and you also inherited the memories of our 12 siblings." When Yu Haoran sat cross-legged, the voice in his mind could not help but exclaim.1

"Senior, since you left a trace of spiritual will behind by Senior Di Jiang, you must know the origin of the bone bed under this junior's feet, right?"

Although he had already speculated a bit about the origin of the bone bed under his feet, Yu Haoran still wanted to confirm this from the other party's mouth so that he could proceed with the next question.

"This bone bed was forged using my, Di Jiang's, bones." Di Jiang replied without any sadness or joy.

"Senior, as an existence on the level of supreme ancient experts, who would dare to blaspheme your corpse like that? Who would have the ability to refine your corpse into a bone bed?" After receiving Di Jiang's reply of confirmation with his remnant thought, Yu Haoran felt endless fury, and then, a trace of suspicion emerged in his heart as he asked.

"All below the Martial Saint level are ants!"

In the face of Yu Haoran's questioning, Di Jiang's remnant thoughts did not conceal anything as he explained.

"If I didn't get permission from myself, even a supreme beast king level expert would not dare to taint my corpse."

"Why?"

It was actually transformed into a bone bed willingly. Yu Haoran didn't understand the reason behind Di Jiang's actions.

"To wait for you, for a descendant of the pure bloodline of our ancestors!" "Yes." The remaining thought of Di Jiang immediately replied.

"Why have I waited so long?"

As an arcane master at the Grandmaster Realm of the surgical approach, Yu Haoran understood the meaning of Di Jiang's reply. However, he did not know what the other party's purpose was waiting for him.

"In order to regain the supreme glory of the ancient Magi, you have to break the curse placed on the Ancestral Magi." The voice of Di Jiang's remnant thoughts gradually rose, his tone was even more excited as he shouted.

"How can I do this?"

, who had recovered his Ancestral Shaman's glory and broken the curse, was not too concerned about anything. What he was really concerned about was what benefits could he get from this.

"Descendant, after being modified by the tree using the Wuyuan fruit, do you think that you're the most authentic one?" He did not answer Yu Haoran's question immediately, but asked with contempt in Di Jiang's Remnants' voice.

"Senior, could it be that the body of this junior's ancestor still has flaws?!" Not caring about Di Jiang's contemptuous tone of mind, a bright light flashed across Yu Haoran's eyes as he asked.

In fact, the moment his fleshly body reached the Breaking through the Martial Emperor realm, he had a faint feeling that there was something wrong with his body, especially when he was using the fist techniques that he inherited from the Ancestral Mage, and was often unable to unleash the essence of his inherited fist techniques.

"Junior, how can a martial artist perfectly display the strength of the body?"

After putting away the contempt in his voice, he began to point out the flaws in Yu Haoran's Ancestral Mage's body.

"A combination of bloodline and bones!"

Regardless of whether it was his previous life or this life, Yu Haoran had instinctively replied to the question of whether to practice the basic fist fighting technique, Raging Bull Fist, in order to better display the potential and power of his physical body.

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