Chapter 639: Coming Uninvited

The Yin Souls and Vengeful Energy were always hiding at the deepest parts of the Avici Throne. However, under the incantations there was nowhere for them to hide.

At this moment, Zong Shou reached in with his Spiritual Sense and cast several secret techniques but was still unable to see any signs of them. Only then did he totally relax.

At this moment, the Avici Throne gave off an empty feeling. There was also an extremely strong imposing force that spread around.

Zong Shou frowned slightly and released his Spiritual Sense. He only felt that numerous Yin Souls outside of Gantian Mountain were attracted over.

However, the moment most of them got close, the Souls shattered under a Vast Yang energy.

Some slightly intelligent Yin Souls knew that they didn’t have any chance to get close, so they paced back and forth around the city walls outside.

This item was really an Evil Artifact!

This Avici Throne needed to rely on Yin slaves to be able to show off its power.

This item also had a certain attraction for Yin Souls and Vengeful Spirits.

Although the Yin slaves within were unable to gain freedom, they could use the throne to nourish themselves and didn’t need to be afraid of themselves being destroyed.

Zong Shou shook his head and then looked out into the direction of the Evil Spirit Moat.

What a coincidence! In a few days he was prepared to sweep clean this evil land left from the ancient times. Why not handle it together today?

He sent out his Spiritual Sense to control the throne to gather the attraction force together. Then, he pulled out in that direction dozens of miles away.

Suddenly, one could hear several roars. Several thousand foot Yin Flood Dragons were pulled out from the Evil Spirit Moat.

At the start they were confused and continued to struggle. However, a moment later they could sense the presence of the Avici Throne.

They stopped in the air for a while, carefully recognizing the aura before they roared out. They charged up 30,000 feet into the blazing sun and then suddenly headed down! Charging down toward the peak of Gantian Mountain.

There were actually 56 of them, giving off a really alluring aura. Luckily, no one was injured and they only headed for the Avici Throne.

They all surged within and disappeared. The Avici Throne shone brightly once more.

Zong Shou observed it carefully. The throne had roughly suppressed 62 Yin Flood Dragons and they were all Grade-9 and above.

At this moment, within the Evil Spirit Moat there were many Yin Flood Dragons and Evil Spirits flying up to try to head over.

Zong Shou looked over in disdain, only allowing some of the stronger ones with hopes of advancing to come over.

As for the rest, he directly used the City Protection Spiritual Formation to block. He then used the Emperor Wind Art to use King Path Energy to charge them apart.

There were some who didn’t know their place and he slashed them down with a sword, totally destroying them.

Those monks had a bright glow in their eyes. They still sat cross-legged in the Chongzheng Hall ruins where stone shrapnel was strewn all over and continued to chant.

The moment the incantations ended, it was like there was a layer of golden ripples that spread out in all directions.

Around Gantian Mountain, pretty much all Yin and evil beings that avoided it. Those who couldn’t dodge it were instantly wiped out.

A full hour later all these changes slowly stopped. The sky near Gantian Mountain regained calm once more.

Zong Shou smiled and knew that the matter had been completed. 62 Grade-9 Yin Flood Dragons might not be comparable to the Imperial Race of the 6 countries but it could be compared to 100,000-200,000 elite troops. Using the Gantian Mountain Spiritual Formation for protection, even 3-5 times more enemies could be stopped.

It could lock down and repress a country’s fate such that they wouldn’t repeat the mistakes of the Xue Family, easily controlling Gantian Mountain.

Since the throne matter was handled, Zong Shou thanked Zifang, “Many thanks to the great help of the monks! Although we had an agreement, I still have to thank you. How about this, within 3 years, Ten Thousand Buddha Vast Habitat can let the Buddhist Sects build 10 temples in Donglin. My Gantian Mountain would also distribute 13,000 monk and nun certificates.”

Zifang’s lips twitched, thinking that this Monster King wasn’t a normal amount of ‘generous’. He allowed them temples but they had to spend their own money to build them, so he would truly benefit without spending anything…

However, deep down he was delighted. Roughly 6,000 years ago, the Buddhist Faction was prosperous in the Cloud World.

It was said that for every 10 people, there would be 3 who were Buddhists. Out of this 30%, at least 10% were monks.

Such prosperity angered an Emperor who started to wipe them out. Those Confucians, Taoists and Demon Sect Members all struck them when they were down.

In the end, although they weren’t totally destroyed, they suffered heavy losses.

Since then, there were a specific number of temples and they couldn’t casually increase this number.

In the past, Donglin Cloud Continent belonged to Lingyun Sect and they were really wary of the Buddhists. In the entire Donglin, there were only 10 temples.

Zong Shou’s actions were really kind. More importantly he gave the power to the Ten Thousand Buddha Vast Habitat.

“I thank Ruler for your kindness. Actually the duty Ruler gave us today helped the few of us gain much merit, it is a win win..”

Just as both of them spoke, there was a giant roar in the sky. A loud explosion sounded out and numerous clouds gathered in the spot.

Zong Shou and Zifang exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.

Dragon roar?

It wasn’t those Yin Flood Dragons but a True Dragon!

He didn’t have the mind to speak anymore as he looked up into the sky. In just a moment he saw a Dark Blue Dragon head sigh in the clouds. Looking around, it then turned its eyes to the Avici Throne.

It first shook its head in confusion. Then it charged down from the clouds, showing its gigantic body.

The Gantian Mountain protection formation only blocked it for a moment before it was forcefully broken.

Like there was no one blocking it, it came to the peak, causing a huge storm. Its body coiled up and it actually also charged into the Avici Throne.

Zong Shou’s mind was in chaos as he looked at the throne with a startled expression.

This was the Yin Dragon, the Yin Dragon from the Yin Dragon Canyon!

Looking at its strength, it had obviously exceeded the Spirit Realm! However, why did this evil Dragon head over here? Had it willingly come to be a slave of the Avici Throne?

Was the Yin Dragon Canyon unable to feed it anymore?

Zong Shou’s brows furrowed. He tried to activate the throne and then his expression turned sour.

He couldn’t activate it and he couldn’t affect the Yin Dragon at all.

Like an overlord, it coiled up in a corner, sucking in and spitting out white energy. The other Yin Flood Dragons stayed far away, not daring to get close.

Seemingly unhappy with Zong Shou’s actions, its Dragon eyes stared coldly, its intent uncertain.

However, Xiaori on Zong Shou’s shoulder instantly reacted. His fur exploded out and he grit his teeth as he roared at the throne.

The Yin Dragon was startled, it then exhaled strongly, spitting out energy. It retracted its head and stopped concerning itself with Zong Shou.

Zong Shou’s expression changed, becoming extremely ugly. He made Zifang invite all these monks to do this ritual. On the one hand, he pitied the 6 Country Imperial Race, but at the same time, he didn’t want his throne to raise a bunch of Evil Souls and Vengeful Spirits.

Who knew that after the Imperial Races were sent on their way he would lead the wolf into the home, receiving the opposite of what he wanted.

Anyway, he didn’t dare to sit on this throne in the near future.

Who knew whether the Yin Dragon would suddenly be interested and come out of the throne to swallow him?

Thinking about how bloodthirsty it was and how the city full of people were in danger of becoming its prey, his heart started hurting.

Zhao Yanran looked at the throne and Zong Shou who was stunned. She instantly burst out laughing, gloating, “Oh, this is great. With the Yin Dragon here, Gantian Mountain will be perfectly safe.”

Zifang looked at Zong Shou with a pitiful expression, thinking to himself that the Monster King was really unlucky.

He could only console, “This evil Dragon has Celestial Realm strength and is far from what we can deal with. However, Ruler doesn’t need to worry. The throne has what it needs. It wouldn’t easily run out to cause problems…”

He suddenly realized that these words weren’t right. What if his words were wrong and the Yin Dragon really came out? He would have to be responsible for his words. He decided to be calm and add in, “I think the throne is connected to the Earth Veins here and can’t be moved. It is best you invite a few Grade-9 Cultivators to suppress it and seal it. It is best if you could have Spirit Realm Cultivators. You just need to go to the Spiritual Wave and maybe there will be a way to solve it…”

Zong Shou was thinking to himself: Is the monk really so consoling?

However, he knew that unless the Vast Habitat went all out, they could do nothing about the Yin Dragon.

He waved his hands to tell him that it wasn’t much of a problem. In his heart he felt vicious and decided to invite Aokun back.

It was best if this Dragon was dealt with by him.

Only recently, for some reason, even if he activated the Dragon blood hidden in his arm, he couldn’t sense Aokun.

Where had that fellow gone…

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Just as Zong Shou was thinking about Aokun, he was walking in the void.

Walking between numerous worlds, breaking layer by layer…

Only at this time those barriers were something that even a Saint Realm expert like him found tough.

After numerous layers, his furrowed brows finally relaxed.

Moments later, he was like a water drop, merging into a bubble-like world…

Only to see that it was a world 1,000 times that. However, in this place there weren’t any living beings. There was magma rising all around. The sun in the sky was also a dark yellow color.

Aokun didn’t care, searching with his Spiritual Sense. In just a moment, his body flashed and when he appeared he was in the core.

This place was so hot it could melt all Spiritual Materials under Earth Grade. Aokun didn’t care at all, looking 100 feet out…

Only to see that an old man was sitting there. It was his only close friend in the world, Dragon Shadow.