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

The seventh fragment—the most intense dark golden light deep within the forbidden Blackwater Swamp—also sent a clear signal to him at the same time.

The spot of light is no longer blurry, but rather a precise location:

Deep within the Blackwater Swamp lies a forbidden area known to the old man as "Suluo".

The forbidden area was surrounded by an extremely thick natural barrier of death energy, and inside the barrier, an ancient altar that had collapsed many years ago could be vaguely seen.

Lu Moshen went there thirty years ago, and the source of the Lin family's Guardian Bone Incense is also there.

"The sixth fragment is moving; it will soon reach the ancient battlefield."

Dongfang Weiwo stood up, leaning on his bamboo cane, and looked towards the northwest.

Before the words were finished, a deafening explosion came from the northeastern edge of the ancient battlefield—after a full half-hour battle, Chuan Ying's sword domain and Yin Jiuyou's evil spirit finally came to a conclusion.

Chuan Ying fought his way from the withered willow forest to the edge of the ancient battlefield. The dark blade light on his thick-backed sword had dimmed by three points, but his sword aura was still domineering and incomparable.

Yin Jiuyou's evil spirit was shattered by him six times, and each time it re-condensed, it was dimmer and slower than the last time.

As the seventh strike landed, the evil spirit let out a piercing shriek, exploding into countless gray fragments of evil energy in the air, never to coalesce again.

Yin Jiuyou spat out a mouthful of blood essence—the evil spirit was his life-bound evil spirit, which he had cultivated with his life force. Its destruction was equivalent to a regression of at least ten years in his cultivation.

He clutched his chest and knelt on one knee, fear finally appearing in his pupil-less, murderous eyes.

His combat strength was still at the peak of the Life and Death Realm, but the sealed evil soul was his biggest trump card for challenging the Reincarnation Realm beyond his level. Without the evil soul, he dared not face a swordsman who could kill an Undying Realm expert head-on.

Yin Jiuyou retreated, leading the heavily injured Yin Wuji and a group of remaining soldiers out of the Bone Wasteland.

Chuan Ying sheathed his sword, the dark blade light on the thick-backed blade receding into the blade itself. His green robe was covered with gray-black burn marks left by the corrosive aura of the killing intent, and there were more than a dozen small cuts on the backs of his hands—the backlash from seven consecutive full-force strikes on his meridians.

His inner core is intact, but his meridians need rest. He can still fight, but he can only make three more strikes at most. He must stop after three strikes, otherwise his meridians will suffer permanent damage.

Wan Renyue was in an even worse situation than him.

After the giant maw of the fully-formed Bone-Eating Beast was cleaved open, he lost his greatest reliance. Under the suppression of Chuan Ying's sword domain, he could only passively defend. His arms were covered with crisscrossing sword marks, the deepest of which was so deep that the bone was visible.

He dragged the bone-eating beast with its broken horn back to the edge of the ancient battlefield, but he didn't leave—he was still waiting for reinforcements sent by the main force of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

Mount Ten Thousand Beasts has more than one Bone-Eating Beast, and more than one Samsara Realm.

Even the Blood Infant Granny in the center of the ancient battlefield felt the oppressive force of the Eagle Blade Intent.

The confrontation between her and the Grand Elder ended simultaneously the moment Chuan Ying annihilated the evil spirit, and both retreated a hundred feet.

Blood Infant Granny stood on the spine of the giant beast, her blood-red bone robe fluttering in the wind, her bone eyes fixed on the direction where Dongfang Weiwo was.

She knew she couldn't get the fragment today—with a swordsman capable of killing an Undying Realm expert standing beside Dongfang Weiwo, none of the three forces dared to make the first move.

She needs someone stronger, someone to join forces with after Yin Jiuyou recovers from his injuries, or someone at the Supreme Realm to make a move.

"Boy, I don't want the fragments you have."

The Blood Infant Granny's voice drifted down from above, hoarse and shrill, with a hint of meaningful laughter in her tone.

"But listen to me carefully—the fusion rate of the divine and demonic skeleton in your body is already close to 50%, right?"

After breaking through the Life and Death Realm, you will no longer be a junior in the Yin-Yang Realm; you will be a cultivator who has officially stepped into the threshold of becoming a strong person in the Tianwu Continent.

The Supreme Realm will not allow a holder of an extradimensional skeleton to grow to the Life and Death Realm.

Next, your opponents will no longer be at the level of someone like me or Wanqifeng.

They will come.

After she finished speaking, she flicked her bone robe and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, disappearing into the mist north of the ancient battlefield.

The Grand Elder also retired.

The Yin Sha Sect lost five disciples on the ancient battlefield, and the Grand Elder himself also consumed a large amount of evil energy in the melee with Wan Qilie and Blood Infant Granny.

He dared not linger in front of Chuan Ying any longer and led the remaining disciples toward the Blackwater Swamp. Wan Qilie was the last to leave.

He slung his warhammer over his shoulder, mounted the Firescale Lion, and glanced back at Dongfang Weiwo. His eyes lacked the frivolous arrogance of Wanqifeng, instead displaying the somber scrutiny of a hunter bitten by his prey.

"The bounty poster for Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain is still up."

He left only this sentence, then urged the Fire Scale Lion to disappear in the northwest direction of the ancient battlefield.

Within half an hour, the ancient battlefield returned to silence from the chaos of battle, leaving only the mournful sound of the morning wind passing through the gaps between countless bones.

The broken battle flag fluttered on the giant beast's skull, and the dark gold bone fragment embedded in the flagpole had faded—after the seal was broken, the bone fragment was just an ordinary ancient relic, no longer bearing any imprints of laws.

Dongfang Weiwo stood in the center of the ancient battlefield, leaning on a bamboo cane. Chuan Ying, holding a sword, leaned against the ribs of a giant beast, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing. Lin Xiaoman squatted to the side, counting the remaining medicinal herbs in her medicine bag.

All three jars of the Bone-Protecting Vine Plaster were used up, two jars of ordinary bone-protecting plaster were half-full, the ironwood powder was exhausted, the bone-drying herb was less than three qian, and the resurrection grass seeds were only one handful left.

"I need new herbs. The Bone-Protecting Vine can still be found near the Blackwater Swamp ferry, but I can't leave the group to gather it alone."

Lin Xiaoman placed the empty medicine bottles on the ground one by one, her brows furrowed.

"In the next battle, if you don't have the bone-protecting ointment, and your skeleton is invaded by evil energy or death energy again, you can only rely on the dark gold substance to withstand it."

Enduring the pain is at least half as effective as medication, and it leaves tiny bone holes that, over time, can develop into chronic injuries.

"There are Bone-Guarding Vine in the forbidden area of ​​the Blackwater Swamp. That place is also the location of the seventh fragment."

Dongfang Weiwo circled Su Luo's location on the map.

"The sixth fragment is also moving in the direction of the Blackwater Swamp—that rogue cultivator is carrying the fragment towards the forbidden area. He doesn't seem to be heading to the ancient battlefield; he seems more like he's going to the forbidden area. Perhaps something in the forbidden area is calling to him."

"The source of the Lin family's Bone-Guarding Incense is located in the forbidden area."

Lin Xiaoman opened the yellowed animal-skin notebook and turned to the last page—a page that had been torn in half, leaving only half a blurry diagram. Above the diagram, two words were written in very faint ink:

"Suluo". "This place was mentioned in the notes of Lin Pogu, the first generation of the Lin family's guardian of the token."

He had followed the Demon God Lü to the forbidden area years ago, and said that deep within the forbidden area there was a stone tablet with the words "Su Luo" engraved on it.

He only gathered the medicinal ingredient for the Bone-Guarding Incense on the outer perimeter of the forbidden area, without venturing into the deepest part. Lu Moshen went in alone, and emerged with a bone fragment in his hand.

His face was very pale, and he didn't say a word. He just broke off a small piece of bone from his hand and handed it to Lin Pogu.

They said, "This is the medicinal ingredient for your Lin family's Bone-Preserving Incense; don't come again."

She closed the note. "The bone fragment that was broken off and turned into powder is the medicinal ingredient for the bone-preserving incense passed down through generations of the Lin family."

Dongfang Weiwo turned his gaze to the depths of the Blackwater Swamp.

Within the Bone Domain Perception, the light of the seventh fragment was far stronger than any of the previous six, piercing through layers of deathly aura barriers and shining like a dark golden star in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

It is not only the most crucial piece among the fragments of Lu Moshen's left arm, but also the largest and most complete of the nine extra fragments he brought from Tianxuan to Tianwu thirty years ago.

Meanwhile, the sixth fragment is still moving, approaching the forbidden area along the old trade route of the Blackwater Swamp, and is less than two hundred miles away from the outer perimeter of the forbidden area.

Both goals are aligned. If the sixth and seventh fragments are obtained simultaneously, the fusion rate will steadily exceed 50%, allowing a direct push towards the Life and Death Realm.

After Dongfang Weiwo had completely refined the fifth fragment, he stood up and leaned on his bamboo staff.

The fusion rate remained stable at 48%, and the five dark gold patterns inside the body flowed endlessly on the surface of the skeleton in the form of a pentagram.

The precision of bone domain perception has reached its limit; the three-dimensional structure of every bone within a ten-mile radius is clearly projected into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He sensed the gaze of the Supreme Realm experts—at the moment Chuan Ying annihilated the evil soul, at least five Supreme Realm experts locked onto this area with their divine senses. One of them came from the northwest and was stronger, colder, and carried a calm, predatory air than the other four.

That divine sense didn't attack; it merely glanced at the object before withdrawing it. But the weight of that glance was far greater than that of Yin Jiuyou's fiendish soul.

Ranked ninth in the Supreme Realm – Lord of the Undying Hall.

The person who chased Lu Moshen thirty years ago, and the person who left the remnant of death mark in the stone chamber of Shattered Bone Ridge thirty years later, finally noticed him.

It wasn't out of anger, but out of curiosity.

I wonder if this young man, who has merged with the remains of the Demon God Lü, can reach the place that the Demon God Lü was unable to reach back then.

The Lord of the Undying Palace did not make a move, but his divine sense had already left a mark on Dongfang Weiwo.

Unlike Yin Wuji's Tracking Mark, this mark has no negative effects. It doesn't track location or exert pressure; it only does one thing—let other Supreme Realm experts know that the Undying Palace is paying attention to this person.

Chuan Ying picked up the thick-backed sword and walked to Dongfang Weiwo's side.

Did you sense that divine sense just now?

He looked northwest, his gaze piercing through the mist above the Bone Wasteland. "The Lord of the Undying Palace is the ninth in the Supreme Realm. If he attacks now, I can only withstand three of his strikes at most. After that, my sword domain will be crushed by his Supreme Domain."

He abruptly changed the subject, a look sharper than a blade appearing on his chiseled face.

"But he didn't make a move. This means he has other plans for you."

Thirty years ago, he hunted down Lu Moshen because Lu Moshen carried something he wanted.

Thirty years later, he's observing you because he wants to see if you can find that thing and bring it to him alive.

"That thing—the Demon God Lu left something for me from the seventh bone pillar under the River of Oblivion."

He himself didn't know what it was, but he said, "Finding it will lead you home."

"The journey home."

Chuan Ying repeated the word, then gently twirled the thick-backed knife in his palm.

"In the desolate frontier, those who shatter the void never seek a way home. For the way home is not a road, but a person."

If you can get here from Tianxuan, you can definitely get back to Tianxuan from here. It's just that the places you'll have to pass through along the way might be more numerous than you expect.

Lin Xiaoman suddenly stood up from the ground, tightened the strap of her medicine bag, and held her bamboo cane in her hand.

She looked towards the northwest horizon where the supreme divine consciousness had disappeared, then turned to look towards the forbidden area shrouded in deathly aura deep within the Blackwater Swamp, straightening her back.

"Let's go. The sixth fragment is moving, and the seventh fragment is in the forbidden area."

The Supreme Realm has already set its sights on you. If you stand here and don't move, they will only gather in greater numbers.

Instead of waiting for them to arrive, we should go to the forbidden area and get the fragments first.

Didn't you say that once you break through to the Life and Death Realm, you'll be qualified to stand before the Supreme Being? Then break through first.

She slammed her bamboo staff on the ground; the sound wasn't loud, but it echoed through the countless bones of the ancient battlefield.

Dongfang Wei will once again unfold the complete map personally hand-drawn by the Demon God Lü.

The location of the Blackwater Swamp Forbidden Area forms a subtle angle with the Forgotten River Bridge route marked on the map—the Forbidden Area is at the deepest part of the swamp, while the Forgotten River Bridge is on the outskirts of the Undying Hall, with the Bone Wasteland and an unexplored unknown area separating the two places.

But Lu Moshen drew an extremely thin dotted line on the map, connecting the forbidden area with the seventh bone pillar of the Wangchuan Bridge, and wrote a character no bigger than a fingernail next to it—"Connect".

He put away the map, picked up his bamboo cane, and took his first step toward the forbidden area of ​​the Blackwater Swamp.

Lin Xiaoman followed closely beside him, the cloth strip on her hairband had come undone at some point, and the silver bell swayed gently in the morning breeze.

Chuan Ying, carrying the thick-backed sword, covered the rear. Wan Renyue stood at the edge of the ancient battlefield, glaring unwillingly at the back of the green-robed swordsman, but ultimately did not dare to chase after him.