jdhmnovel Chapter 102 Black Waves Surge into the Magma
Chapter 102 Black Waves Surge into the Magma
Ye Jingchen activated the "Dragon Alchemy" technique in his mind, and the holographic projection of the entire ruins also appeared in his mind under Jian Yu's exploration.
"Dragon Alchemy" is a book with a black hard cover, featuring gilded dragon script.
Ye Jingchen lifted Chen Motong's body up a little, "Found it."
"What did you find?" Chen Motong asked, puzzled, looking around at the empty, ancient-style underwater buildings.
Excitement flashed in Ye Jingchen's eyes, and he quickened his pace, running in that direction. "The Sacred Remains is inside the corpse of the previous Yamata no Orochi, with a Corpse Guardian King chained to its side."
"Slow down! Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you want to rest and recover?" Chen Motong reached out and gently patted Ye Jingchen's shoulder, thinking to herself, "Why do you get so excited whenever the topic of the Dragon Clan comes up?"
Ye Jingchen clearly sensed the opening of the gates that imprisoned the bronze jars containing the Corpse Guardians. "The death of the Black Serpent has accelerated the resurrection of the Corpse Guardians. A third of them have already left this underwater ruin."
"Your brain is connected to this ruin?" Chen Motong finally realized something was wrong. She had thought that Ye Jingchen had unleashed his inner power at a crucial moment and used the Word of Power: Sword Control once again.
Ye Jingchen didn't reply to Chen Motong. He just kept his head down and ran with the girl on his back. "It sensed the presence of the two of us. Countless Dead Servants are swarming towards us like ants."
"Who is it? The King of Corpse Guardians?" Chen Motong clenched her fists nervously and grabbed Ye Jingchen's collar.
Ye Jingchen carried Chen Motong on his back and climbed up the tall ancient pagoda, grabbing the protrusion of the ancient temple that had been silent for thousands of years with both hands, "Help me pull out Wuming."
This ancient tower was built on the edge of seabed lava.
"Why are you climbing up here? If those hordes of corpse guards come and surround us, we'll all be dead." Chen Motong drew Wuming from its black satin scabbard.
Ye Jingchen climbed to the top of the tower and stood up. "Give me your hand, no, give me your sword."
"Take it." Chen Motong handed Wuming to Ye Jingchen, looking down at the horde of corpse guards that were covering them like a black venomous tide.
A beam of light shone down from above the ruins, illuminating the ancient tower.
The black cloud was pressing down on the city and the city was about to be destroyed, and Jiaguang opened golden scales to the sun.
Ye Jingchen gripped the Nameless Sword, ready for battle. He was waiting for the power of the Word of Power to recover, as using the Word of Power meant burning the power of the dragon blood within him. "Chen Motong, do you know the Blood Explosion Technique?"
"No, I've never even heard of it." Chen Motong shook her head, hugging Ye Jingchen's neck, and looked at the corpse guard climbing up from the bottom of the tower, asking, "Are we going to die here?"
Ye Jingchen cleaved the Deadpool with a single sword strike. The nameless blade easily sliced open the Corpse Guardian's head, and the Corpse Guardian fell heavily to the ground, tumbling down with its companions climbing below it. "It shouldn't die here. I'm very experienced."
"Tch, you talk like you're some protagonist from a shonen anime. You can only fool naive little girls like Erii." Chen Motong's legs, which were wrapped around Ye Jingchen's waist, were trembling. The blood from the corpse guard had splattered on her calves, the black blood looking like oil just extracted from a mine.
"Behind us!" Chen Motong exclaimed in alarm upon hearing the sound of the corpse guard's claws scraping against the stone wall behind him.
Ye Jingchen turned around and with a single sword strike, sent the ambushing corpse guard flying. The corpse guard was sent crashing heavily into the stone wall, where spiderweb-like black cracks appeared. It then fell into the molten golden lava below the ancient tower, where black smoke and flames rose.
In an instant, it turned to ashes.
Chen Motong's long, dark red hair fluttered in the scorching air, and the molten golden lava was reflected in her pupils. She touched Ye Jingchen's chin and said with a hint of mockery, "If you can't hold on any longer, just throw me into the lava. That way, I should die quickly and without so much pain."
"You shouldn't have come to the sea to find me with an oxygen tank on your back. Even if you hadn't come, I would have been sucked into this ruin by the stone gate." Ye Jingchen swung his sword at the Corpse Guardian again, each of his sword strikes was so precise and decisive.
Chen Motong immediately reached out and grabbed Ye Jingchen's ear, "Hey, hey, hey, no good deed goes unpunished, huh? If I hadn't come to save you, you would have been suffocated by the carbon dioxide in your crappy oxygen tank!"
She gently pinched it for a while, then rubbed it. "Did it hurt?"
"You're already thinking about how you're going to die, why are you still worrying about these things?" Ye Jingchen kept swinging his sword, like a cutting machine working repeatedly on an assembly line, and no corpse guard could survive under his sword.
With each Corpse Guardian's fall, Ye Jingchen's precise calculations ensured that a series of lower-level Corpse Guardians would also fall.
For positions like these that are easy to defend but difficult to attack, as long as we go all out, defending them for a while shouldn't be a problem.
Seeing that Deadpool hadn't broken through her defenses after all this time, Chen Motong felt a glimmer of hope to live. She encouraged him, "Maybe it really works! Go Ye Jingchen! I've never been in a relationship before, and I don't want to die. Go Ye Jingchen!"
"Don't sway your body too much, it will affect my steps." Ye Jingchen did not expect Chen Motong to suddenly go crazy, and staggered, almost falling into the pile of corpses under the ancient tower.
Chen Motong quieted down and lowered her head like a child, "I'm sorry."
Ye Jingchen's powerful spiritual body, which had traversed countless worlds, could clearly perceive his physical condition. The power within the dragon blood was also clearly visible, like the mana bar in a game, having recovered to about fifty percent.
Hybrids seem to share an underlying logic: when their mana bar runs out, they automatically start burning their health bar without needing to confirm it, and this process is irreversible.
This is also why the Bloodlust Technique was able to be developed.
But Ye Jingchen lacks this underlying logic; his underlying logic absolutely forbids anything that could harm him.
A corpse-guarding creature's claw touched the top of the tower, but Ye Jingchen cleaved it down with a single sword strike. He then turned to Chen Motong and said, "Hold on tight!"
"What's wrong?" Chen Motong was stunned for a moment, then tightly clasped her arms around Ye Jingchen.
"Word of Power: Sword Control!" Ye Jingchen tossed Wuming into the air, jumped onto Wuming, and made a sword-finger gesture with his hand. "Nothing much, we're about to fly."
The horde of corpses, like a black wave, could no longer stop and surged toward the ancient tower.
The ancient tower, covered with a dense mass of corpses, collapsed like a sturdy old tree, crushing countless corpses into black blueberry-like jam, which burst out in all directions.
They dragged the corpses that were climbing the ancient tower down into the scalding lava.
Vast plumes of black smoke shot up from the cracks in an instant, like a wildfire raging across the land, turning thousands of mountains and trees into ashes.
Countless corpses guarded the area, pushing and shoving each other, trampling one another.
Those in front are pushed into the magma, and the cycle repeats itself.
Chen Motong took it all in. She swallowed hard and brought her lips close to Ye Jingchen's ear:
"Was this within your expectations?"