Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 930: The Ancient Nether Clan, Returned from the Dead

"Strange creatures have appeared, quickly kill them!"

Confronting the unexpected disturbance, the white-robed elder drew in a deep breath and gave his steady order.

Whoosh, whoosh...

Countless milky white fire lotuses materialized in the air at once, descending like a torrent of rain.

These were the fearsome Lotus Demon Fire, known for cleansing everything under the heavens.

Even the ferocious strange creatures cloaked in thick black fur offered scant defense against this Lotus Demon Fire.

The offensive surge from the strange creatures got swiftly quelled.

Witnessing this, Ye Yun gave a quiet nod.

The Lotus Demon Fire proved effective against this peculiar energy, performing admirably.

It was no surprise that such strange creatures rarely surfaced in the Divine Land; the Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan had purged most of them.

Right after wiping out that batch of strange creatures.

From the burial pit's depths.

Odd sounds began to echo once more.

A vastly greater horde of strange creatures, amid shrill whistles, burst forth from inside.

Their quantity exceeded the prior wave by over tenfold.

"Clan Leader, this is off—why are so many strange creatures surging out all at once?"

Dragon Feather said gravely.

"You're right, it's abnormal; normally, there shouldn't be this many strange creatures around now—just a few stragglers at most!"

The white-robed elder's eyes narrowed a bit, his face turning far graver.

Ye Yun stepped closer.

"Your Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan has watched over this Netherworld Burial Pit for millions of years; has anything like this happened before?"

He inquired in a soft voice.

"Benefactor, yes it has, much like a beast tide in the mortal realm, though rarely, and it's been seventy or eighty thousand years since the last one..."

After pondering briefly, the white-robed elder replied.

"Fascinating, there's a barrier below blocking Divine Sense probes..."

Ye Yun's eyes sharpened as he peered into the Netherworld Burial Pit's abyss and offered a faint smile.

"Benefactor, despite our millions of years of vigilance here, we remain uncertain of the Netherworld Burial Pit's true depth..."

The white-robed elder stated solemnly: "The horrors within are immense; even we hesitate to plunge in recklessly, opting instead to purify from the edges, methodically dissolving the corpses outward."

"Do you believe the Netherworld Burial Pit's dread stems from the corpses of spiritual cultivators and Dragon Clan?"

Ye Yun's face shifted subtly, as though spotting a clue, and he questioned coolly while fixing his gaze downward.

After a moment's reflection, the white-robed elder answered: "Maybe these strange creatures... But the real terror, in my view, arises from the Ancient Clan corpses at the very bottom!"

"Hm!"

Ye Yun nodded, concurring.

This venture might unveil even more captivating secrets.

As the trio conversed.

The Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan members had sprung into combat.

Whoosh!

White lotuses plummeted from above in a thick barrage, charging at the strange creatures.

Boom! Boom!

Mid-air collisions erupted, tangling fiercely.

Yet the strange creatures couldn't withstand the Lotus Demon Fire; in mere breaths, they crumbled to dust.

More strange creatures poured endlessly from the Netherworld Burial Pit's depths, drawn inexorably like moths to flame, showing no sign of faltering.

With hands clasped behind his back, Ye Yun observed everything calmly.

The white-robed elder at his side directed the fight with a heavy look.

The clash dragged on for a solid hour until the horde of strange creatures finally vanished.

Whoosh!

The Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan members all exhaled in unison, relieved.

They had eradicated every last strange creature, bringing tranquility back to the Netherworld Burial Pit.

"Benefactor, please lift the enslavement mark from my clansmen!"

Turning to Ye Yun, the white-robed elder pleaded with urgent eyes.

"Hold on, a massive one is emerging from the Netherworld Burial Pit..."

Ye Yun replied evenly.

"Benefactor, you can peer into the Netherworld Burial Pit's depths?"

Shock filled the white-robed elder.

"I glimpse some details, though not sharply..."

Ye Yun responded evasively.

Deep within the Netherworld Burial Pit, Ye Yun spotted heaps of corpses.

Unlike the Divine Land's spiritual beings or Dragon Clan, these were distinct.

These must be the Ancient Clan.

Piled high, the Ancient Clan corpses unleashed a potent field that repelled Divine Sense scans.

Despite his formidable divine sense, Ye Yun grasped only the outlines.

Through the haze.

A horrifying corpse rose slowly, eyes aglow, radiating a crushing presence.

Unlike the rest, this corpse stood apart.

It appeared to have awakened.

Curiosity stirred in Ye Yun; he yearned to witness this Ancient Clan member's prowess.

After all.

He had clashed with the Ancient Goddess before, deeply admiring their clan's divine techniques.

Rumble...

A thunderous roar issued from the Netherworld Burial Pit's core.

The nearby chasm walls trembled fiercely, instilling dread as the sturdy ledge seemed poised to crumble.

"Is it... that colossal being about to emerge?"

Sensing the ominous shifts, the white-robed elder cried out in alarm.

With a gesture, he rallied all Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan members to battle readiness.

Plop!

Abruptly, a dark ring manifested in the emptiness.

It rippled ceaselessly, spawning concentric black rings like water waves, exuding a profoundly sinister vibe.

"Intriguing..."

Ye Yun grinned, observing silently as his interest mounted.

This Ancient Clan survivor, revived after eons, must wield extraordinary powers.

The throbbing black rings originated from that being's attempt to shatter the innermost seal via an arcane divine skill.

True enough.

A formidable prohibition lingered at the Netherworld Burial Pit's heart.

Tailored against the Ancient Clan.

Designed to halt any transformations in the inner corpses that might let them escape and threaten Divine Land's inhabitants.

Harmless to Divine Land natives.

Thus, the Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan, despite millions of years of watch, overlooked this ingenious seal.

Plop, plop, plop...

The core black ring pulsed with bizarre rhythm, intensifying its chilling aura.

A shadowy form flickered into view at the ring's heart, ethereal at first, then solidifying.

"What... what on earth is that?"

Eyes bulging, fists tight, the white-robed elder gaped in disbelief at the spectacle.

For millions of years guarding the Netherworld Burial Pit, the Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan had never encountered such an otherworldly sight.

"This is a revived Ancient Clan member—not one of those strange creatures born from spiritual beings' and Dragon Clan's remains..."

Ye Yun clarified coolly.

What?

The Ancient Clan, truly?

Ye Yun's revelation stunned every Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan member.

By their knowledge.

Ancient Clan beings from eons past were utterly extinct.

Over these millions of years, their corpses lay still, unchanging.

How could one resurrect now?

What in the world was transpiring?

A guttural chuckle drifted softly from the dark silhouette.

"Heh heh, I never thought you'd spot my Ancient Clan origins right away, fellow!"

Within the ring, the shadowy figure fully coalesced, shedding its ghostly haze.

Towering ten feet high, pitch-black all over, wreathed in dark fog, it bore slender, icy blue eyes brimming with savage bloodlust.

Strangest of all.

Wings sprouted from its back, and below them lurked twin crimson scythes reminiscent of a mantis's blades.