Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 338 The Third Tribal War

The black-robed emperor controlled the universe, and it seemed that the evil abyss of the Great Dark Sky continued to expand, and finally revealed its complete form. Thousands of corpses and demons continued to struggle in the black hole, with miserable wails and heart-wrenching roars.

The undead were like a heavy black rain, dripping down upon the land. Many of them fell directly into the demon crown and hung on the branches.

Suddenly, a huge corpse fell from the abyss like a majestic mountain. The sinking weight caused the ground to tremble and the rocks to crack.

The Mountain Corpse's body grew a bit larger, and the bones on its body surface were changing into amber glass. With the Xuanhuang Mother Qi bestowed by Mo Fan, the Mountain Corpse had already embarked on the evolutionary direction of [Incorruptible Bones].

The appearance of the Mountain Corpse definitely scared the hunters in the Grass Forest. Not only did the sky suddenly darken, but a mountain suddenly fell. All humans were stunned by this sudden change.

I looked up and saw a huge black mountain blocking the sunlight... Wait, why is this mountain moving?!
The hunters felt as if their souls were about to fly away in an instant. Some of them rubbed their eyes, thinking it was an illusion, but the cold death and decayed smell all indicated that this was real.

A hunter who practices pupil magic was surprised to find that a rain of undead souls was falling deep in Kunyu Mountain. The vicious roars of the undead souls were exactly the same as those in the ancient capital catastrophe! !
The Mountain Corpse pulled out a huge broken sword from its back. Every movement created a black wind of the will of death. This biting black wind was enough to make some weak creatures wither in secret.

Dragon Bone General - Lord of the Underworld shook his wide wings and flew out of the black hole of Shayuan. After being strengthened by the Xuanhuang mother energy, Lord of the Underworld is also evolving towards the direction of a true undead dragon.

It spewed a fiery dragon breath filled with curses towards the roots of the Sky-Crown Tilia Sacred Tree. The sticky black liquid instantly covered the bottom of the Sky-Crown Tilia Sacred Tree, corroding and eroding the Sky-Crown Tilia Sacred Tree, and the snake and python roots exposed on the surface immediately began to twist.

The Sky-Crown Purple Tilia Sacred Tree was not without its own consciousness. The dragon breath of the Lord of the Underworld had already seriously threatened it, so a large group of demon birds immediately flew down from its crown.

These were the lowest level demons in the Feather Clan. They hovered in the air and did not attack the undead. Instead, they swooped down towards where the black water dragon breath was spreading. They intended to use their tiny bodies to dissipate the terrifying dragon breath! !
The mountain tribe had been wiped out by the Scourge of the Undead, and now the Scourge had enveloped the sacred Sky-Crown Lime Tree.

After [Winter Star Emperor] and [Moon Moth Phoenix] launched two demon tribal wars, the Black Robe Emperor launched the third demon tribal war.

It’s just that the initiator of this war was an emperor of a higher level, and the Undead Empire only revealed the tip of the iceberg, which made the great devil purple linden tree tremble violently.

The black-robed emperor stepped into the air and walked to the top of the mountain corpse. He waved his sleeves lightly and said, "Press it down for me!!!"

The corpse of the mountain wielded a giant sword, and the dark sword energy fell on the huge treetops like moonlight. The sword energy of death tore through space and annihilated all living things.

The undead souls swarmed towards the Sky-Crown Purple Tilia sacred tree like a tide of ants, and the creatures living in the sacred tree also received the bewitching voice of the Sky-Crown Purple Tilia sacred tree and flew down from the tree-crowned demon city.

Many creatures, including the Demonic Bird, the Four-Life Lizard Tiger, the Seven-Colored Demonic Bird, etc., fell from the treetops and launched an attack on the tide of the undead. The Peacock King, dressed in black mourning clothes and feathers, stretched out his wild body. The demonized Peacock King was surrounded by gray flame flies.

"Roar--!!!"

The Lord of the Underworld let out a high-pitched roar, and he and a ferocious three-headed, eight-armed zombie monarch faced the Peacock King at the same time. The Peacock King was an extremely powerful being, and with a roar to the sky, he could crush thousands of undead into pieces.

The three-headed, eight-armed zombie lord was moving extremely fast, as if a gray storm was sweeping past. Any feathered creature in the air that came into contact with the gray corpse gas would turn into a pool of pus and blood.

The three powerful creatures of the monarch class fought together. The Peacock King spit out chaotic and complex gray flames. The evil and crazy flames were like a heavy punch that hit the Lord of the Underworld, burning and distorting the space.

A little gray sky fire fell on the body of Haisha Mingzhu, but a black luster popped out from Haisha Mingzhu's body, isolating the gray peacock sky fire.

There are also several monarch-level demons surrounded by other Undead Monarchs. In addition to the Eight Undead Monarchs, there are also many Undead Monarchs in the Undead Empire, but they are not as powerful as the Eight Undead Monarchs.

...On the cliff of the East China Sea where the sea breeze was gentle, the white waves also became gentle. A pair of old slippers were carefully placed beside him. With his back to the sun, Yan Shi looked a little thin as he sat comfortably on the chair he had brought.

"Woooooo~~~"

A cry suddenly came from the side. Before Yan had time to enjoy this peaceful moment, the little girl next door ran over with red and swollen eyes.

"What's wrong, Xiao Dongxia?" Yan asked in confusion.

"My little cat hissed. It was always very obedient and would come to play with me every time. But today it didn't come, so I went to your yard to look for it, but it fell under a tree and couldn't fly or jump."

The girl sobbed very sadly.

"How did he die?" Yan asked patiently.

"I don't know either. I buried it under the tree. From now on, no one will wait for me after school, wuwuwu~~~" Xiao Dongxia said crying.

Yan sighed lightly. Xiao Dongxia's parents were a pair of hunter mages who were away from home all year round and rarely took care of Xiao Dongxia.

"It's okay, I will wait for you in the future. Grandma Yan still has a few years to accompany you to grow up." Yan said.

"really?"

"Of course it's true."

Yan wiped away Xiao Dongxia's tears with her graceful hands, persuaded her to calm down, and watched her delicate little figure leave.

She felt a little sad in her heart. She was young at that time and didn’t believe that there was separation in the world! !

Yan no longer had the mood to enjoy the leisure, so he stood up and slowly walked back to his own yard.

She glanced under the tree and found a small area that had just been dug up. It was obviously the place where Xiao Dongxia buried Xiao Que. She hesitated for a moment, then moved over and dug up that place.

The little bird's body had just been buried, but it was incomplete, as if it had been dead for more than a week, with only a pile of feathers and rotten flesh left.

Yan closed the door and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Is it true... Is it true!!!"

"I should have thought of that..."

An astonishing light burst out from Yan's cloudy eyes, and a sharp aura emanated from her body. Although she tried her best to suppress it, things in the yard were still blown all over the place.

(End of this chapter)