Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 822: Withered Bones

"Hmm... there is a monk in red over there, but hasn’t he been dead for many years?"

Emperor Heimang looked somewhere at the bottom of the valley and laughed indifferently.

The valley was vast, filled with spirit plants, lush and green, with various types of spirit grass growing everywhere.

The disciples of the Thousand Illumination Divine Sect were busy, picking these rare spirit grasses.

In a certain area deep within the valley, the terrain dipped, and a large patch of red grass grew on the ground.

These red grasses were the renowned Blood Crystal Grass.

It’s one of the essential herbs for crafting various wound-healing elixirs.

The patch of Blood Crystal Grass in the valley was numerous, numbering in tens of thousands, and exuded a rich Yuan Qi.

These Blood Crystal Grasses grew lush and tall, reaching half a man’s height, and were all at least ten thousand years old, of extremely high quality.

In the center of the Blood Crystal Grass was a skeleton wearing a red robe.

Though seated for ages with the flesh dissolved into bones, it was apparent that the deceased was a monk during his life.

At that moment.

A few disciples from the Thousand Illumination Divine Sect had already approached; they stood at the periphery, staring in surprise at the skeleton.

"All the way here, we haven’t seen a single dead person, but in this place, there’s a monk who’s been dead for years..."

A middle-aged man said curiously.

"It’s quite strange, and we haven’t encountered any dangers along the way—could it be too smooth?"

Another man blinked and said.

These people had broken through to the Life and Death Realm and should be considered high-ranking core disciples within the Thousand Illumination Divine Sect.

"Those Blood Crystal Grasses are great; if we harvest them all, we would really strike it rich!"

A short, bulky man rubbed his chin, his eyes glowing.

"Let’s go; such an opportunity is absolutely not to be missed!"

They exchanged glances, and ultimately, their greed triumphed over unease, moving toward the Blood Crystal Grass.

Approaching the Blood Crystal Grass, they began digging them up.

After several seconds, there was no change around them.

The skeleton hidden amidst the Blood Crystal Grass remained unchanged.

The group breathed a sigh of relief.

So, they quickened their pace, uprooting one Blood Crystal Grass after another and storing them in their storage rings.

Little Seven at the top of the valley also watched the scene below.

"Brother, shall we move to another place?"

Little Seven withdrew his gaze, looked at Ye Yun with boredom, and yawned.

"No hurry, let’s wait a bit longer..."

Ye Yun looked down with amusement and smiled.

"Oh..." Little Seven pondered, then held his patience, continuing to watch the bottom of the valley.

Emperor Heimang strongly resisted the urge to use Divine consciousness scan, staring at the skeleton, blinking constantly as if speculating something.

The disciples of the Thousand Illumination Divine Sect were getting closer to the skeleton.

When only a ten-zhang distance remained, suddenly, everyone seemed to feel something, their expressions changing drastically.

"Not good, I feel something has wrapped around me!"

The short, bulky man suddenly looked down at his waist, but found nothing.

"I’m wrapped too!"

The others also exclaimed in shock.

Before the group could react, suddenly, a force surged in from their waists, pulling them towards the red-robed skeleton.

"What’s happening? That skeleton moved? Could it still be alive?"

One man suddenly shouted.

He watched in horror as the skeleton’s mouth seemed to move slightly, like a ferocious beast opening its maw.

The others turned pale, their gazes filled with fear, having also noticed the change.

The skeleton’s mouth opened wide, exerting an inexplicable force, sucking the group in an instant.

"Ah!"

The group let out a miserable cry and then disappeared entirely.

After swallowing the few people.

The red-robed skeleton began to grow flesh.

It only took about three to five seconds.

A thin layer of flesh grew back on its body.

It was a young monk.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the disciples of the Thousand Illumination Divine Sect in the valley, and inhaled sharply, pulling everyone into his mouth.

"The monk isn’t dead!"

Little Seven at the top of the valley was shocked upon seeing the scene.

"Could this be the Skeleton Meditation of the Evil Buddha Sect?"

Emperor Heimang’s gaze flickered, recalling something, and said with surprise.

"Indeed, it’s the Skeleton Meditation of the Evil Buddha Sect. This monk never actually died but maintained a feigned death state in meditation, sustaining his life..."

Ye Yun smiled and said.

He had no favorable impression of the Evil Buddha Sect.

A while ago.

At Ten Thousand Dragon Ridge, he killed a monk from the Evil Buddha Sect.

Yet unexpectedly, in the Wuji Water Domain of the Plough Heaven Dynasty, Ye Yun encountered another successor of the Evil Buddha Sect.

After devouring hundreds of disciples from the Thousand Illumination Divine Sect, the monk finally grew a full layer of blood-filled flesh.

He suddenly stood up, walked forward a few steps, then stopped, frowning and looking at his feet.

"There’s a green vine under his foot!"

Little Seven exclaimed.

"Goodness, this vine could trap an old monk; what exactly is it?"

Emperor Heimang muttered to himself, staring at the vine and the surrounding plants, lost in thought.

Ye Yun found the vine quite interesting.

This monk from the Evil Buddha Sect had considerable strength, yet a vine trapped him. Clearly, this vine was not insignificant.

Unfortunately, he was unable to identify it at the moment.

"Release!"

The red-robed monk shouted angrily, slashed down with his palm.

A flash of Buddha Light.

The vine snapped.

"Hahaha, after being trapped for so many years, I am finally free! This dreadful place is truly terrifying!"

The red-robed monk laughed heartily.

Just then, the vine stretched out from deep underground again, winding towards him.

The red-robed monk leaped into the air, soaring away from the ground.

The vine did not pursue and continually retreated.

"Is that you?"

The red-robed monk floated in mid-air above the valley, gazed at Ye Yun, suddenly showing surprise.

"Do you recognize me?"

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows and asked indifferently.

It was remarkable that the red-robed monk recognized him at a glance.

Along the way.

Ye Yun had left no trace on the Cangnan Continent.

How did this monk know him?

Could it be.

This person saw him ten thousand years ago?

Perhaps.

After all, he was quite famous ten thousand years ago, and many people saw him.

"At Ten Thousand Dragon Ridge, you killed my disciple!"

The red-robed monk glared at Ye Yun, hissing word by word.

His Super Divine Dragon Breath also surged up at this moment.

From Eternal Realm Cultivation, it increased to the Peak of True God Realm First Level.

"So... you’re the master’s teacher. You look much younger than him; I thought he was your master!"

Ye Yun spread his hands, laughing loudly.

"Courting death!"

The red-robed monk was furious upon hearing, surrounded by layers of blood-colored Buddha light, like a surging blood sea, appearing extremely terrifying.

"Senior, Evil Buddha Sect never produces good birds. I’ll deal with him!"

Emperor Heimang volunteered.

"Alright, leave a living mouth."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, agreeing to Emperor Heimang’s request.

This red-robed monk was just a minor character.

But that vine was the true protagonist.