Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Magic Temple

  "I refuse! I refuse!"

  The mournful and eerie wailing, like a scream, seemed to be etched into every inch of the land, trapping people in a nightmarish sound that lingered for a long time in this vast and empty area.

  Ji Tian stood still in front of a vast and deep pit, looking at the palm-sized pool of water that had shrunk from the original deep pool. In this drop of water, four silver small fish were swimming, constantly spitting out silvery white light, which transformed into an illusory chain, binding itself to a black shadow.

  That black shadow was brandishing its claws and roaring in the water droplet. But immediately, a kind of restrictive force pulled it back tightly.

  Jing Tian gazed at the struggling dark shadow, smiling faintly as he recalled what had just happened, and couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement, as if everything was like a dream.

  The root cause of all this is actually that despicable soul who looks down on himself, the guy who can be slapped flying with just one palm.

  Ji Tian touched the fragmented memories of the dead soul while refining it, which were indelible memories left by death after death.

  Life is like a mayfly, born in the morning and dead by nightfall, he wants to change this bitter life.

  Watching the spirits of the dead struggle with life and death time and again is a helpless feeling that touches the soft spot deep in one's heart.

  The spirit of the dead begged: "I am willing to become a seal spirit, controlling this pool of water. I can send you out, and even give you the sealed bone, but I want to suppress that wisp of residual soul forever."

  "As you said, all of this is a conspiracy of the remnants, how can I trust you?"

  Jian Tianxin had doubts in his heart, but now he has no better way.

  Many things in this water pool are controlled by that residual soul, which gradually transforms into the dead energy of the inner elixir, suppressing one's own restrictive power.

  What else can I choose but to believe in him?

  "I want to become a Forbidden Spirit but I still need your Soul Power, after all, my soul is too weak."

  "Did you know the secret of this water pool's seal? Can you transform into a seal spirit?"

  "He uses me as a test subject every time to break the seal, and I've learned some things from it too. Unfortunately, I always thought those who died were my companions, but it turns out it was myself, sometimes the speed of death is calculated in seconds, I'm not willing, I don't want to continue like this."

  "Later, I gradually came to understand that this seal was specifically designed to suppress that residual bone, and had almost no rejection of other living beings. As long as it wasn't the seal suppressing them, all living beings had a chance. The reason why that residual bone could control the seal on this pool was because it had almost abandoned its own physical body, transforming into a ball of dead energy. It and I were both spirits formed from dead energy. However, it still couldn't bear to part with the power of its physical body, and every so often would return to its physical body to absorb spiritual energy."

  "Ji Tian Dao: 'How can we deceive him'"

  "Continue to refine, strive to refine this black stone, this is what he most wants to see, and one of the reasons he has been staying here. He is too confident, this is his shortcoming, and this shortcoming will be fatal. We will make our move when he is psychologically least guarded, it will definitely succeed."

  "Is it the weakest? Maybe when the black stone is successfully refined."

  "That won't do, there's an extremely powerful force inside, if he were to seize it, we'd all be done for."

  Ji Tian sank into thought: "If you become a forbidden spirit, can't you create some illusions, for example, the black stone in his eyes has already been refined successfully. If possible, I can even make him furious, and my chances won't be greater."

  "It's possible, let's try it out, you'd better be able to swallow a large amount of contraband into your body."

  Jian Tian furrowed his brow and said: "This..."

  "You can only bet once, all of this isn't a trap."

  Jì Tiān is now really hesitant, this is an opportunity, but it may also be a conspiracy. If he swallows a large amount of forbidden objects, the worst consequence would be that he becomes a Forbidden Spirit. This is a high-stakes gamble, betting with his life.

  Pressing down on it, you will gain freedom and a sealed bone fragment.

  Lost a bet and got trapped in this place forever, maybe one day I'll be refined by someone else.

  Jian Tian looked at the water droplet in his hand and realized he had won the bet.

  Although a phalanx was obtained, the residual soul of that ancient Pan Gu could never be recovered unless one could refine this forbidden water droplet to retrieve that strand of residual soul.

  Perhaps I can really restore Pangu's shattered arm, and at that time, who can withstand my blow? The Heavenly Way will be the last one I need to defeat.

  The black stone was also a treasure, and it had already been refined by half. The vitality that seeped out of it could be used to nourish his own primordial spirit.

  Jì Tiān put water droplets on the black soil.

  The water droplet suddenly grew larger, slowly flowing into the valley and transforming into that strange pool of water. Between reality and illusion, only a few people could see through it, perhaps even the pool itself didn't know.

  Four silver fish, carefree and at play in a black water pool.

  Ji Tian stepped forward and bowed his fist towards Shui Tan: "I hope you will soon overcome your tribulation."

  The water rippled with a wave of light, coalescing into a silvery white illusion that spoke to the quiet Tian Dao: "Perhaps I too will have a day of enlightenment."

  At this time, a roar came from the water pool, "You are a thing that betrays the master and seeks glory, I will make you die a terrible death sooner or later."

  Jian Tian let out a sigh and walked away quietly, but the deep pool still had a gift waiting for him.

  Black rocks, disorderly and lifeless. White bones everywhere, a dismal white filling one's gaze.

  Ji Tian walked towards a desolate mountain cave, where a black skeletal dragon was shivering inside.

  "Are you willing to follow me?"

  That demon dragon no longer had its former arrogance, its empty dragon eyes were full of hopeful gaze.

  This dragon, once severely injured and fell into the deep pool, was nurtured by the vital energy of the pool water. By chance, it cultivated its primordial spirit, but also became bound by the power within the pool, becoming the guardian of the pool.

  Jian Tian helped him get rid of this constraint now.

  A strange and unique great hall, this is a magic temple that can injure a Golden Flame-level Skeleton Emperor.

  The sky and earth were shrouded in darkness, giving off a suffocating aura of death. The mountain valley where the Silent Heaven Temple was located stretched out before them, with black cloud-like mist swirling around the skeletal mountains, sending chills down one's spine at a mere glance.

  The demon dragon reluctantly flew towards the White Bone Mountain in the valley, under the dark night sky, the hundred-foot-tall White Bone Mountain was emitting a faint phosphorescent glow, with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere. The palace on the mountain appeared especially ominous and frightening in the darkness, like a giant evil spirit poking out its hideous head from among countless dry bones.

  Ji Tian stepped onto the steps covered in white bones and resolutely walked towards the main gate of the grand hall. The magic dragon hesitated, letting out a series of roars, which was a kind of fear that came from its soul. When it arrived at the pitch-black and lightless magic temple, it refused to move forward, its four bony claws grasping the ground with force, while its empty eyes revealed a terrified expression.

  As soon as Ji Tian stepped into the grand hall, a chill wind hit him in the face. He pushed open the stone gate with force, and inside was an extremely spacious grand hall. It wasn't that there were ghostly fires flickering about, but rather a faint green glow made the grand hall seem especially eerie, like a gloomy underworld.

  In the vast and pitch-black great hall, there was a deathly silence. In this darkness where one couldn't see their own fingers, Ji Tian advanced forward with his keen spiritual sense.

  Ji Tian felt a strong sense of oppression, an overwhelming pressure that made his heart palpitate, and he felt a tremor emanating from his very soul.

  A surge of demonic energy, a vast and unmatched spiritual pressure suddenly descended, feeling like a huge mountain was pressed in the heart, oppressed and unbearable, with a spiritual feeling as if it was about to collapse.

  A nine-headed lion-like creature composed of countless dark auras suddenly appeared before them.

  That strange lion tilted its head and gazed at the quiet sky, then closed its eyes and lay down in the great hall, as if it were thinking.

  Ji Tian sneered and said, "It seems like there's no danger at all."

  At this time, the demonic cloud swirling around the Magic Lion's body suddenly shook violently, and the black demonic energy began to surge and churn, like a raging sea storm.

  The monstrous lions were roaring and howling, running wildly about, tearing and biting, and going mad.

  There is a kind of illusion in the quiet sky, as if one's own soul is being grasped by someone else, swaying involuntarily with others' emotions, like a small boat in the turbulent waves of the vast sky, in intense tossing and fluctuation...

  The nine-headed lion vented its anger and then calmed down again. Ji Tian took a deep breath, this lion was definitely crazy.

  The nine-headed lion suddenly stood up, looked up at the sky and let out a long wail. A kind of inexpressible emptiness, loneliness and heartache filled the entire great hall.

  Ji Tian was affected by this emotion, tears streaming down his face, the spiritual energy transformed into **, flowing along his eye sockets, his primordial spirit slightly shaken, hastily gathering spiritual energy to maintain himself, this was almost going to exhaust himself to death.

  One is a primordial spirit body, and once all the spiritual energy in one's body is exhausted, one will be finished.

  What kind of monster is this, how can it be so crazy?

  Jing Tian concentrated his mind to get rid of the feeling of being controlled by others, but his soul seemed a bit out of control, no matter how hard he tried, it was as if someone was manipulating him.

  It's too scary, if this strange lion attacks itself, its soul will be scattered in an instant.

  Taking advantage of the strange lion's calmness, Ji Tian hurriedly deposited his own soul into the black residual bones, perhaps only in this way could he resist that oppressive force against his soul.

  Two segments of black residual bones floated in the grand hall, emitting a faint and eerie black glow.

  Ji Tian struggled to recall what kind of monster could have such a strong soul power.

  Here is the translation:

  "It's happening again. This time, Ji Tian only felt as if the entire sky and earth were starting to shake, without that suffocating feeling. After all, this black skeleton was the remains of Pangu, the Great God. However, the power of this soul could also affect himself. Could it be that he was a monster on the same level as the Great God?"

  How is this possible?

  Ji Tian sighed and said, "Why am I having so many disasters and difficulties? Escaping one cage only to enter another."

  Can't be like this, what should I do?