Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 928: Underworld Burial Pit

"The Dragon-rearing Clan holds immense power across the Divine Land, solidly entrenched and masterfully concealed. Not even the Lotus Demon Dragon Clan has slipped free from their control..."

A chill gripped Ye Yun’s face, tinged with clear unease.

The Demonic Flame Sect Master’s statement perfectly matched Ye Yun’s earlier suspicions.

When it came to surviving Dragon Clans, the Dragon Raiser never overlooked a single chance.

Should a stronger power dominate the Lotus Demon Dragon Clan within the Divine Land, the Dragon Raiser could still meddle and seize the majority of the dragon eggs.

Such actions proved the Dragon-rearing Clan’s overwhelming strength in the Divine Land.

Ye Yun recalled a faction inside the Dragon-rearing Clan known as the Dragon Candle, experts at incubating dragon eggs. He had crossed paths with them before in a hidden underground palace located in the Daluo Region.

"Thanks to the theft of those dragon eggs, our Lotus Demon Dragon Clan dwindles to just over a hundred survivors after all these years..."

The Demonic Flame Sect Master let out a sorrowful sigh, his face sinking deeper into despair.

"Hmm!"

Ye Yun gave a quiet nod.

Over a hundred Lotus Demon Dragons remained a tolerable count.

During these times, preserving such a quantity of descendants for any Dragon Clan counted as an extraordinary achievement.

Ye Yun had no intention of abandoning the Lotus Demon Dragon Clan. His plan was to save them from their desperate plight and transfer each one into the green bead’s inner space for recovery.

In this modern age,

the Lotus Demon Dragons held no further need for Ye Yun to cleanse battlefields.

"Where’s the Underworld Burial Pit? Lead me there now!"

Ye Yun commanded in a deep tone that brooked no refusal.

"Long Yunzi, what draws you so strongly to our Lotus Demon Dragon Clan?"

Astonishment filled the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s question.

"You’ll understand everything once we arrive..."

A knowing smile curved Ye Yun’s lips.

The Demonic Flame Sect Master paused in shock, rubbing his head in confusion and uncertainty.

Very few in the Divine Land knew of the enigmatic Underworld Burial Pit.

"Cast aside your worries. I’ll erase your enslavement mark and grant true liberty to you all..."

With a lifted brow, Ye Yun spoke softly.

"What? Long Yunzi, are my ears deceiving me? You claim you can lift our enslavement mark?"

Shock overwhelmed the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s features as he asked.

"Correct. I possess the ability to strip the enslavement mark from every Lotus Demon Dragon, beginning with you right here!"

Ye Yun offered a gentle smile.

The Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye activated, unleashing a mighty surge straight into the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s mind.

With a resounding crack, the silver enslavement mark fragmented apart.

Once the enslavement mark broke,

A stupor overtook the Demonic Flame Sect Master.

Only after a long moment did he regain his composure.

"Incredible—the enslavement mark has vanished completely. Long Yunzi, how on earth did you accomplish this?"

Disbelief colored the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s words.

"Certain details aren’t suitable to reveal yet. For now, guide me to the Underworld Burial Pit!"

Ye Yun declared gravely.

"Very well, I’ll escort you there without delay."

The Demonic Flame Sect Master agreed swiftly.

Freed from the enslavement mark’s hold, he escaped any looming death threat, igniting a surge of renewed vigor within him.

Though doubts swirled in his mind about Ye Yun’s true identity,

this mysterious Sword Cultivator called Long Yunzi might just emerge as the ultimate savior for the Lotus Demon Dragon Clan.

Visions of liberating his fellow clan members from peril sparked wild excitement and passion in the Demonic Flame Sect Master.

"Come with me, my friend!"

The Demonic Flame Sect Master murmured gently before guiding Ye Yun to a Teleportation Array inside the Three Fire God Cult.

Swish!

Radiant light erupted skyward from the array, and the pair disappeared in an instant.

Following multiple teleportations in sequence,

They reached a misty mountain chain cloaked in white fog, where the Demonic Flame Sect Master halted the jumps.

"Does the Underworld Burial Pit lie within this area?"

Ye Yun surveyed the fog-shrouded peaks with steady calm and inquired.

"Precisely here, though a protective formation encircles the edges, keeping outsiders ignorant of the Underworld Burial Pit’s presence..."

The Demonic Flame Sect Master replied courteously.

"Let’s proceed!"

Ye Yun pressed onward.

Nodding briskly, the Demonic Flame Sect Master guided Ye Yun through the dense white mist.

Naturally, this mist stemmed from a formation array.

Yet the Demonic Flame Sect Master wielded an Array Token permitting them safe passage through it.

Mere breaths after navigating the mist, they emerged before a colossal chasm.

This brownish-gray abyss resembled a monstrous beast’s gaping jaws, vast beyond measure, encircling thousands of miles.

"Behold, the Underworld Burial Pit."

Emotion stirred as the Demonic Flame Sect Master gestured downward with his right hand.

"Do you know... the reason behind naming this the Underworld Burial Pit?"

Ye Yun furrowed his brows in contemplation and asked, briefly stirred.

"The Underworld Burial Pit carries ancient legacy. It once served as a tomb for the Ancient Clan, and later during the clash of Gods against Dragon Clans, countless deities and dragons perished here too. Today, chaotic energies swirl within, spawning bizarre occurrences nonstop..."

The Demonic Flame Sect Master elaborated.

"Strange phenomena?"

Peering into the abyss’s depths, Ye Yun’s pupils narrowed slightly upon spotting a huge platform far below, where many white-robed figures sat in meditation, hurling globs of creamy white Lotus Demon Fire into the void.

"Friend, these odd events date back tens of millions of years, first arising from Ancient Clan remains. Supreme powerhouses once quelled them into oblivion.

But with the influx of God and Dragon Clan corpses from the Divine Land, the anomalies resurfaced—yet our Lotus Demon Dragon Clan has quelled each one..."

Explained the Demonic Flame Sect Master.

"Hmm!" Ye Yun nodded in silence.

In that instant, the blood-colored broken sword flashed into his thoughts.

The Blood-colored Broken Sword.

It had surfaced both on Dragon Hidden Continent and in the Divine Land, passing through various hands while felling Gods of the Divine Land and Dragon Clans alike.

Any being cut down by this blood-colored broken sword sprouted black fur across its form, sometimes flecked with crimson strands.

Ye Yun felt he had seized vital hints.

Still,

Confirmation demanded further time.

A white silhouette darted forth, alighting before them.

A stout middle-aged man clad in white robes.

Despite his robust build, exhaustion lined his features, mingled with traces of age.

His cultivation had ascended to the Half-step God King Realm.

"Long Chan, have you lost your mind? Why bring a stranger into this place?"

Rage laced the middle-aged man’s words.

"Brother Yu, don’t get the wrong idea—this Long Yunzi has come to save our Lotus Demon Dragon Clan!"

Long Chan, the Demonic Flame Sect Master, waved his hands frantically while speaking in haste.

"Save our Lotus Demon Dragon Clan? Ha, such arrogance!"

Sword-like icy gazes from the middle-aged man locked onto Ye Yun, probing him without mercy.

"What’s happening? How did an intruder reach the Underworld Burial Pit?"

More figures blinked into view as several additional white-robed men soared over.

Indifference masked the middle-aged man’s face, though he bottled his fury inside.

Coldly pointing at Long Chan, he declared, "Long Chan led him here, insisting this white-clad youth can deliver salvation to our Lotus Demon Dragon Clan..."

"Hahaha, utter nonsense! Who could possibly save our Lotus Demon Dragon Clan? It’s beyond all possibility!"

An old man in white robes bellowed laughter toward the heavens, his tone laced with tragedy.