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Chapter 930: Chapter 930: The Living Dead Emerges from Burying God Cliff
When Yang Xiaotian arrived at Burying God Cliff, it was already dusk.
The Demon Ancestor Continent, originally enveloped in Demonic Qi without sunlight, presented Burying God Cliff at dusk rolling with demonic mists intermingled with a sinister and blood-red fog, adding an extra layer of horror and strangeness.
Burying God Cliff was utterly silent.
Occasionally, a flap was heard as a bird, carrying the aura of death and demonic energy, flew out from the darkness.
These dark birds, known as Corpse-Devouring Beasts, flew at incredibly high speeds, with sharp, long beaks and claws as sharp as blades covered in blood—it was unclear whether it was from the living or the dead.
Yang Xiaotian stowed away his Hanhai Boat and flew forward cautiously.
Ahead of him, many cliff faces were dotted with suspended coffins.
Some of these coffins were enormous and exuded terrifying deathly and demonic qi, chilling those who saw them.
"Burying God Cliff." Master Ding looked at the cliff before him with a complex expression, "Through the long passage of time, how many gods and demons are buried here."
Burying God Cliff possessed a mysterious power; it was said that gods and demons buried here could be resurrected.
"Master Ding, is it true that the gods and demons buried here can be resurrected?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
Master Ding shook his head, "Even the Power of Time from your Eternal Divine Body cannot resurrect others, so the power of Burying God Cliff, no matter how strong, cannot resurrect the gods and demons buried here."
At this, he looked toward the various coffins at the edge of the cliff, "If these dead gods and demons could really walk out of their coffins one day, then they would no longer be the gods and demons of the past."
"They would be nothing but the living dead."
The living dead?
Yang Xiaotian furrowed his brow, looking at these coffins floating in midair, vaguely understanding Master Ding’s implication.
"If these living dead ever walk out of their coffins, that would certainly be a terrifying event," Master Ding said gravely.
Yang Xiaotian tensed.
Only those stronger than a Divine Emperor had the privilege to be buried at Burying God Cliff. Since the formation of the Demon Ancestor Continent, Burying God Cliff had existed, and from that time, those stronger than Divine Emperors had been consecutively buried here.
To this day, the number of gods and demons buried here was uncountable.
If these gods and demons were to turn into the living dead and come out of their coffins, it would certainly be a terrifying disaster for the Demon Ancestor Continent!
No!
Not just a terrifying disaster for the Demon Ancestor Continent!
It would be a terrifying disaster even for the Divine Kingdom.
Those buried here are many extremely brilliant powerhouses from various eras.
Some were supreme demons who ruled unchallenged during the Desolate Era; some were even ancestors of the Ancient God Clan.
Thinking that one day these demon gods might walk out of their coffins, Yang Xiaotian looked at these coffins floating in midair and felt his heart start to pound.
For some reason, he felt as if these coffins were shaking?
"There is a wind blowing; of course, these coffins are moving," Master Ding said.
Yang Xiaotian broke out in a sweat.
Was that the reason?
As he continued flying forward, he sensed the presence of the Time Divine Stele.
Now, he possessed ten major Time Divine Steles and could sense the presence of other steles within a large radius.
Only a few days had passed.
He still hadn’t sensed that particular Time Divine Stele.
Along the way, he had lost count of how many Corpse-Devouring Beasts he had killed.
These beasts gathered in swarms, and with their extremely fast flying speed, were exceedingly bothersome.
Moreover, by night, they were even more numerous, almost obscuring the night sky of Burying God Cliff.
So by nightfall, Yang Xiaotian usually chose a cave to rest for the night, and by day he continued his search for the Time Divine Stele.
One evening, as Yang Xiaotian sat inside a cave drinking wine from the Desolate Ancient Tavern and perusing the Cultivation Techniques left by the Demon Clan Holy Ancestor, suddenly, he heard the sound of breaking air, and faint voices of Human Race disciples.
Burying God Cliff was dangerous and sinister, but the coffins that buried many Demon God Powerhouses sometimes contained supreme Cultivation Technique Manuals and Divine Artifacts, so quite often, Human Race disciples came to pry open the coffins in search of treasures.
However, these coffins were secured with numerous restrictions set by Demon God Powerhouses. Those who attempted to open the coffins seeking treasures would mostly meet their deaths, with very few succeeding in obtaining the treasures from within these coffins.
"Did you hear about the earth-shattering battle that occurred at the Demon Transforming Pool a few days ago?"
"That earth-shattering battle, almost the entire Demon Ancestor Continent knows about it. It is said that the Blood Demon Ancestor was fighting a woman, and I heard that the Blood Demon Ancestor lost! And it was a disastrous defeat!"
"What, the Blood Demon Ancestor actually lost? Who is this woman?"
The discussing voices of those Human Race disciples faintly reached him.
Yang Xiaotian listened in amazement.
The Blood Demon Ancestor was the founding Ancestor of the Silver Sky Blood Demon Clan, one of the ten great Ancestors of the Divine Domain, on par with the Ancestor of the Eternal Divine Kingdom, Huang Zhou. And he was defeated by a woman?
"They say the Blood Demon Ancestor called her Ms. Meng, this Ms. Meng, someone glimpsed her from afar, astounded to the point of reverence, extremely beautiful, stunningly moving."
The voice of that Human Race disciple came again.
Yang Xiaotian was astonished, Ms. Meng? He involuntarily thought of the Sleeping Beauty, Meng Bingxue.
Could it be Meng Bingxue, Ms. Meng?
"What background does this Ms. Meng have, to be able to defeat the Blood Demon Ancestor?" the voices of those few Human Race disciples continued to carry over.
"No one knows her background, but some guess she might be related to the Destiny Dominator, because she used a move called Destiny Enslaving Divine Finger while fighting the Blood Demon Ancestor."
"The Destiny Enslaving Divine Finger is indeed a unique skill of the Destiny Dominator."
The Human Race disciples moved away.
Yang Xiaotian, however, fell into deep thought.
He always felt that the one who fought the Blood Demon Ancestor must have been Ms. Meng Bingxue, what he hadn’t expected was that Meng Bingxue would know the Destiny Dominator’s Destiny Enslaving Divine Finger.
"Master Ding, does the Destiny Dominator have disciples?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
"Of course, the Destiny Dominator has disciples," Master Ding said with a mysterious air, "But Ms. Meng is not one of them."
Not one?
Yang Xiaotian was puzzled.
Once he found the Time Divine Stele and got out, he planned to inquire more about the battle between Ms. Meng and the Blood Demon Ancestor.
A night without incident.
The next day, Yang Xiaotian continued his search for the Time Divine Stele.
As he delved deeper into Burying God Cliff, the demonic Qi, death Qi, and sinister Qi grew increasingly dense. The deeper he went, the stronger were the deceased Demon God Powerhouses buried, and although these Demon God Powerhouses were dead, their lingering power still prevailed, hence, the deeper he went, the stronger the oppressive aura from these coffins became.
Yang Xiaotian looked at the coffins extending to the horizon and the sky full of Corpse-Devouring Beasts, becoming even more cautious as he continued to fly forward.
That day, as night just began to fall, Yang Xiaotian suddenly sensed a familiar Power of Time.
After a moment of shock, Yang Xiaotian was overjoyed, as this familiar Power of Time was undoubtedly emanating from that Time Divine Stele.
Just as Yang Xiaotian flew toward the Time Divine Stele, suddenly, he saw a coffin hanging in mid-air in front of him begin to shake violently.
Was it the wind blowing?
But he immediately noticed, not just that coffin, but all the coffins around it were shaking violently! All the coffins he could see were shaking violently! It seemed as if something was trying to emerge from within these coffins!
Could it be?!
Yang Xiaotian’s face turned pale.
