Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1267: Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon

At the peak of the Holy Mountain.

Ye Yun had no idea that somewhere inside the Yin Wind Range, a stunning beauty from Peach Blossom Island had suddenly arrived.

With his hands folded behind his back, he silently watched the movements of that ancient dried corpse inside the cave abode.

Time flowed by, bit by bit.

A layer of green light suddenly flashed across the dried corpse.

"Done..."

The dried corpse opened its eyes; its gaze was sharp like lightning. Its mouth curled into a slight grin, and in that smile there was an air of ruling over the world.

Such a signature smile meant that the Yin Emperor had completely succeeded in seizing this dried corpse.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Yin Emperor!"

Outside the cave abode.

The young man cupped his fists in salute, chuckling twice.

"Congrats."

Ye Yun also gave a polite smile.

"Many thanks, both Fellow Daoists!

If not for the two of you breaking the ancient restriction on the Holy Mountain, this Emperor could never have obtained this body so smoothly..."

Striding out of the cave, the Yin Emperor cupped his fists, gratitude on his face, speaking with clear excitement.

"You’re too polite, Fellow Daoist."

Ye Yun smiled faintly. What the Yin Emperor said did have some truth to it.

Without him and the Imitation Mirror, the restriction on the Holy Mountain was something the Cultivators from Tianluo Domain and Hell Ghost Domain could never have broken.

The Yin Emperor smiled slightly, looking down at the Underworld Emperor City below the mountaintop. His emotions surged, and he couldn’t help letting out a long roar.

Seeing the Yin Emperor lose control a bit after his second rebirth, Ye Yun gave a light smile, feeling a resonance in his heart.

The Yin Emperor had regained a physical body.

How similar was that to him signing in for a hundred thousand years and then using Ancestral Dragon Blood to regain a body?

Ye Yun understood this kind of emotion.

"Fellow Daoist has regained your flesh; the road of cultivation ahead will be bright and clear."

Ye Yun smiled and praised.

But before the surging roar had finished, the Yin Emperor’s expression suddenly changed.

His face twisted in terror; his eyes bulged as round as balls, as if he had seen something horrifying.

Ye Yun’s expression shifted.

What was happening to the Yin Emperor?

Could it be that after the successful possession, there was still some unknown change in this body?

Just as he was wondering, he saw the Yin Emperor suddenly clutch his head with both hands and drop into a squat.

"Ah! What’s going on, what the hell is this thing? Aaah!"

The Yin Emperor’s hysterical scream of fright suddenly burst out from within the dried corpse’s body.

Ye Yun’s brows knitted slightly.

This dried corpse’s body indeed hid great mystery. The Yin Emperor had rashly entered without knowing the inside story, and clearly he’d taken a huge loss.

"Master... could it be he’s gone mad?"

The Imitation Mirror’s voice quietly transmitted over.

"Not quite."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, just about to activate the Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye to carefully observe the movements of this body.

Suddenly.

A streak of light flew out from inside that body.

That streak of light turned into the shape of a Divine Dragon in midair.

Seeing this Divine Dragon, Ye Yun paused for a moment.

This Divine Dragon was completely different from other Dragon Clan. Its form was distinct, with an imperial crown upon its head, giving off an immediate sense of an emperor.

"That’s a Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon..."

Ye Yun’s brows creased slightly as his heart stirred, and he instantly recalled the origin of this Divine Dragon.

The Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon was born with the visage of a sovereign.

Among the countless high-grade Dragon Clan, it was an extremely peculiar existence.

According to the Dragon Clan records—

Although the Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon was a high-grade Divine Dragon, with terrifying talent and Divine Skills, its combat power was extraordinary, and very few high-grade Dragon Clan could defeat them.

In legend.

This type of Dragon Clan stood a good chance of charging into the ranks of Super Divine Dragons.

The Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon before his eyes was also a Yin Spirit Body, and naturally that was the Yin Emperor.

"So the Yin Emperor is actually the Yin Spirit Body of a Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon..."

Ye Yun’s expression grew quiet, emotions surging through him.

It seemed that within this Yin Wind Range, a Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon had once fallen here. Relying on the unique environment of this place, the Yin Spirit Body of that Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon had slowly been born within the remains.

Later, it became the master of the Underworld Emperor City—the Yin Emperor.

And the Yin Emperor was born with the bearing of an emperor, every gesture carrying the aura of ruling over all under heaven.

That was also the inherited temperament of the Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon itself.

Having figured this out—

Ye Yun felt a faint sadness in his heart.

"Aaah!"

Up in the air, that Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon twisted incessantly, like its spirit was being ravaged.

"Master, who would’ve thought the Yin Emperor’s previous body was actually a dragon?"

The youth had seen through the clues and quietly transmitted a question.

"It’s a Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon, one of the high-grade Divine Dragons."

Ye Yun let out a soft sigh.

The next moment, his pupils shrank slightly as he abruptly looked toward the squatting dried corpse.

"This is—!"

Ye Yun’s brows furrowed.

Within that body, he actually saw a tiny blood-red worm.

That eerie blood-colored worm, sensing an external force spying on it from inside the dried corpse’s head, was baring its fangs at Ye Yun.

This blood-colored worm had also reached the Divine King Realm, and in its appearance, it felt extremely familiar to Ye Yun.

"Blood Spirit Yin Gu!"

Ye Yun thought for a moment and instantly named the origin of this yin gu worm.

On the Cangnan Continent—

Ye Yun had once seen these little Blood Spirit Yin Gu worms.

He had not expected that Blood Spirit Yin Gu would be parasitizing a dried corpse on the Divine Land.

Whoosh!

That blood-colored yin gu worm suddenly flew out from the dried corpse’s head.

Hovering in the void, it abruptly swelled to an immense size, like a whole blood cloud writhing.

Seeing the Blood Spirit Yin Gu appear, that Martial Ultimate Emperor Dragon whose spirit had been wounded let out a shrill scream of terror and actually fled off in another direction.

Staring at the gigantic monstrous insect writhing in midair, the beauties of the Daluo Sword Palace all looked terrified and couldn’t help edging closer to Ye Yun’s side.

At a time like this—

Only their senior brother could give them any sense of safety.

As for Gu Anran—

The little girl was indeed startled too, but she didn’t move; she just stared nervously at the blood-colored monstrosity in the sky.

"Tsk, tsk... These two bodies both look pretty good, but this old man doesn’t like the body of a Sword Cultivator. This Demon Clan body, with its surging blood and qi, suits me much better..."

Up in the void, the colossal Blood Spirit Yin Gu’s gaze was fierce as it cackled weirdly.

"What the hell, you’ve set your sights on me?"

Staring at the blood-colored giant worm in the sky, the youth’s eyes went wide as he couldn’t help swearing.

"Yes, you."

The Blood Spirit Yin Gu sneered, posture arrogant, dropping down from the sky.

"It’s a parasite, don’t let it into your body!"

Seeing the Imitation Mirror looking so pissed, Ye Yun couldn’t help but laugh as he warned him.

Hearing his master’s words, the youth hurriedly nodded.

He lightly slapped his glabella, and a small black-and-white Little Mirror suddenly floated out.

"Ma De! I’ll bounce you!"

A streak of black-and-white light refracted out from the mirror.

Boom!

The enormous blood-colored body was instantly knocked flying.

The Blood Spirit Yin Gu tumbled over and over in midair, feeling dizzy and dazed for a moment.

"What kind of treasure is that, how can it be this powerful?"

The Blood Spirit Yin Gu steadied itself, staring in shock at the black-and-white Little Mirror at the youth’s brow.

"Forget it!

This guy’s a bit tricky. This old man will just take a small loss and parasitize this young Sword Cultivator’s body first!"

Mumbling unclearly to itself, its massive worm body, like a blood cloud, howled as it fell toward Ye Yun.