Starting as the heir of a marquis's mansion, I gained access to a summoning system.

Dongfang Weiwo dismounted and handed the reins of the Windhorse to Lin Xiaoman.

"Wait for me here. Leave a jar of bone-strengthening ointment; if anything gets close in the swamp, apply a thick layer to your ankles."

Lin Xiaoman took the reins, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back.

She took a jar of bone-strengthening ointment from her medicine pouch and stuffed it into his hand, then released his grip and took a step back.

She stood beside the Windhorse, her blue hair ribbon swaying slightly in the swamp wind, and the silver bell wrapped in the cloth gave a muffled ring.

Dongfang Weiwo, leaning on his bamboo cane, stepped alone into the area of ​​the Yin Bone Tomb.

Upon sensing the intruder, the sealing array of bone stakes suddenly increased its operating speed, and the three still-operating bone stakes simultaneously unleashed a ring of blood-red shockwaves that swept towards him.

When the shockwave reached five feet in front of him, the dark golden light on the bamboo staff lit up, colliding head-on with the blood-red light and exploding into a silent shockwave in mid-air.

The blood-red light from the stake was pushed back by the dark golden light, but not completely—the two sides remained locked in a stalemate for three full breaths before the dark golden light finally suppressed the blood-red light completely.

The remaining power of the outer seal alone was enough to contend with the dark gold elemental energy that had fused with three fragments of the remains to such an extent.

The restrictions on the Yin Bone Tomb were stronger than he had anticipated.

He stepped over the array of bone piles and leaped into the ancient tomb through a crack in the collapsed hilltop.

When I landed, I didn't feel the hard texture of the stone slabs under my feet, but rather a soft, thick deposit—bone fragments.

The bone fragments accumulated over thousands of years have formed a thick layer on the ground, and stepping on them feels like stepping on dry gravel, producing a subtle cracking sound.

The interior of the tomb was much larger than he had imagined. A sloping passageway led to the depths of the tomb, and the niches on both sides of the passageway contained the long-decayed skeletons of the funerary victims.

Each skeleton's head had been replaced with the skull of some kind of animal, its empty eye sockets glowing with a ghostly green phosphorescence in the darkness.

Yin Wuji was below. The chanting of the spell to break the seal came from the end of the tomb passage, and the crisp sound unique to the breaking of the seal could already be heard—the sound of the last outer layer of seal being broken.

The restrictions at the bottom of the Yin Bone Tomb were completely broken by Yin Wuji after three breaths.

The entire depths of the ancient tomb suddenly trembled, and a large amount of bone fragments fell from the dome, while the phosphorescent flames on both sides of the tomb passage simultaneously burst into flame.

In that instant, Dongfang Weiwo sensed—deep within the ancient tomb, behind the gap where layers of restrictions had been torn apart, an extremely faint dark gold pattern was awakening.

It echoed the call of the ulna, but was smaller, more fragmented, and weaker, as if it had been buried deep in bone fragments for far too long and was about to lose the last trace of its law-based activity.

He gripped his bamboo cane tightly and walked in that direction.

The lower passage of the Yin Gu Tomb is older than the upper burial area. The phosphorescent flames embedded in the stone walls have burned out here, leaving only a chilling, eerie green glow seeping from deep within the bone fragments.

The air was thick like syrup, and with each breath, you could taste the fishy sweetness of bone meal mixed with aged, putrid blood.

Yin Wuji stood in the circular tomb chamber at the end of the tomb passage, with twenty Yin Sha Sect disciples fanning out behind him, and two Yin Yang Realm peak-level elders protecting him on either side. Scattered around his feet were fragments of broken restriction runes.

As Dongfang Weiwo stepped into the tomb chamber leaning on his bamboo cane, Yin Wuji was taking the finger bone fragment off the sealing stone platform.

The moment his fingers touched the dark gold surface of the fragments, his finger bones erupted with a blinding dark gold light, shoving his entire hand away, splitting his thumb and forefinger, and causing blood to drip from between his fingers onto the bone fragments on the ground.

The remains of gods and demons are extremely exclusive; anyone without a divine or demonic skeleton who forcibly touches them will only suffer a backlash.

"Only I exist in the East".

Yin Wuji turned around, flicked the blood off his hands, revealing a sinister and youthful face with thin lips, a hooked nose, and a vertical, menacing line between his brows.

"You did come. From the moment you revealed the Guardian's Iron Token at the Iron Feather City auction, I knew you would be here."

His gaze lingered for a moment on Dongfang Weiwo's left shinbone, and a meaningful smile curved his lips.

"The death aura of the Blood-Dried Old Man hasn't been completely cleared away yet? A skeleton that was injured by someone who isn't even at the early stage of the Life and Death Realm dares to compete with me for fragments."

Dongfang Wei did not respond to his taunts.

The bamboo staff was planted on the ground, its end penetrating three inches into the bone fragments. A dark golden light spread from the palm to the staff, coating the entire iron bamboo staff with a metallic luster.

The Reincarnation Sword Sheath hung at his waist, the ancient runes on the sheath slowly circulating, compressing the aura of the divine and demonic skeleton within him to a minimum.

Yin Wuji made the first move. Unlike Blood Infant Granny, he didn't use the Bone Demon phantom to crush his opponent, nor did he rely on strange beasts like Wanqifeng.

The Yin Sha Sect's techniques are centered around "Sha Qi," which is not death Qi but is more Yin, colder, and more penetrating—death Qi erodes bones, while Sha Qi corrodes everything.

He formed hand seals, and a thick layer of gray-black evil mist surged from his body. The evil mist condensed in the air into dozens of evil needles as thin as spider silk, which silently pierced the weakest points in Dongfang Weiwo's body.

This move is extremely vicious. The evil needle is so fine that it is almost invisible to the naked eye. It is designed to penetrate into the tiny gaps where bones connect. Once it enters the bone, the evil energy will explode deep in the bone marrow, cracking the bones from the inside.

The death energy at the base of Dongfang Weiwo's left shinbone began to stir within the dense death energy environment at the bottom of the Yin Bone Tomb, resonating with the malevolent energy released by Yin Wuji.

He did not retreat. Instead, he held the bamboo staff horizontally in front of him, and dark golden light exploded on the staff. Nine hundred and ninety-nine ancient array patterns surged out from the key seal, forming a dense barrier of dark golden patterns within three feet around him.

The evil needles struck the barrier, unleashing a dense cacophony of sharp hisses. Most of them were deflected, but three still pierced through the barrier's weak point, precisely aiming for his left shinbone—Yin Wuji had targeted that lingering weakness of death energy from the very beginning.

Just as the three deadly needles were about to touch the shinbone, a layer of dark green medicinal film emerged from the surface of the shinbone and collided head-on with the deadly needles.

The needle begins to dissolve the moment it touches the medicinal film—not by being repelled, but by being disintegrated from the inside by the medicinal power.

Mutant iron burl tree powder. The kind of mutated iron burl tree with dark red spots on its leaves that Lin Xiaoman collected by the ferry marshland has three times the medicinal effect of ordinary iron burl tree powder.

She accidentally used this new material while making bone-protecting ointment in the mine, and she herself did not know how strong the ointment's anti-malarial effect was.

The three needles dissolved completely when they were still a hair's breadth away from the shinbone, and the dark green medicinal film did not even show a single crack.

Yin Wuji's expression changed.

His fiend needles have never been countered by any medicine—all known bone-setting herbs on the Tianwu Continent are unable to resist the penetration of fiendish energy, a foundation upon which the Yin Sha Sect prides itself.

"What kind of medicine is that little girl who guards the signboard brewing?" He gritted his teeth and tried to withdraw the evil mist, but it was too late.

Dongfang Weiwo's dark gold longsword slashed out at the same instant the evil needle was dissolved.

This sword strike wasn't launched during Yin Wuji's recovery phase, but rather at the peak of his attack, when he was most confident.

The dark golden arc swept across the gloomy space of the tomb chamber, not striking Yin Wuji himself, but instead striking the sealing stone platform behind him—a platform still bearing half of the undissipated sealing restriction.

It is the core remnant of the outer seal of the Yin Gu Tomb.

The sword light precisely severed the energy connection between the restriction and the tomb's dome.

The sealing array of the entire tomb chamber instantly went out of control. The twelve ancient restrictions that Yin Wuji had forcibly suppressed rebounded simultaneously, dragging all twenty Yin Sha Sect disciples and two elders into the vortex of the restrictions' backlash.

One move shattered the entire situation. Yin Wuji had no choice but to divert 70% of his killing intent to protect the disciples behind him, and the frontal defenses crumbled instantly.

The dark gold sword light seized the opportunity to cut in, slashing at his right arm. The dark gold light rubbed violently against the baleful armor, and finally the sword light pierced through the baleful armor, leaving a deep wound on his right arm that exposed bone.

Yin Wuji grunted and retreated rapidly, smashing through the stone door at the back of the tomb chamber. He then disappeared into the dark passage deep within the Yin Bone Tomb with the remaining disciples.

Before leaving, he bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. The blood essence condensed in the air into a blood-red tracking mark, which was branded into the void above Dongfang Weiwo's left shoulder blade like a bone-deep sore.

The Tracking Seal has no lethal power, but it can travel thousands of miles, allowing the Yin Sha Sect to pinpoint its location at any time.

Dongfang Wei did not pursue. He walked to the sealing stone platform and picked up the fragment that Yin Wuji had touched but failed to take.

The third fragment was only the size of a finger joint, the end of a finger bone, with an uneven break and a very faint dark gold pattern covering the bone surface.

He pressed the fragment onto his left index finger, overlapping it with the finger bone, and then slowly sank it into the fingertip. The third additional fragment was then put back in place.

The dark gold skeleton emitted a very low hum the moment the fragments merged, like the lingering sound of an ancient chime bell being gently struck.

The three additional fragments already in his body—the ulna, the medicinal guide for the bone-guarding incense, and the finger bone fragment—lighted up simultaneously, and three dark gold patterns intertwined on the surface of his skeleton to form a tiny sensory network.

The fragment resonance was activated. The locations of all the fragments of divine and demonic remains within a radius of a thousand feet appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness like a star map, each fragment being a faint dark golden point of light.

He could sense two points of light in the direction of the Blackwater Swamp, three in the direction of the Bone Wasteland, and an extremely faint point of light slowly moving from the direction of the Bone Transformation Village.

The integration rate has risen to 38%.

It's still 12% away from the 50% breakthrough threshold, but the growth rate brought by each fragment is increasing—the first fragment increased by nearly 20%, the second by half a percent, and the third by nearly 10%.

The larger the fragment and the more central its position in the skeleton, the more significant the increase in fusion rate.