Nine Star Hegemon Body Art (WN)
Chapter 6282: Harvest Season?

“Yes, it’s this aura! We’ve arrived!” Mo Nian’s eyes lit up as he sensed the spatial fluctuations.

Long Chen, however, felt only a suffocating aura of death and decay, eerily similar to the breath of hell itself. It carried a power that seemed capable of devouring the life of any living creature.

As they advanced, the lush vegetation gradually disappeared. The land turned black and barren, devoid of vitality.

From the cracked earth seeped tendrils of black smoke, thick with poison that corroded flesh and blood. But for Long Chen and Mo Nian, this level of toxicity was just an annoyance.

As they proceeded ahead, the black smoke grew denser. The aura of death pressed down on them like a tide, and soon, an endless sea of black water appeared before their eyes.

Long Chen’s heart quivered. This sight was strangely familiar.

The aura of death radiating from the black waters was so overwhelming that it stabbed straight into his soul, filling him with an aching pain.

“How can this black water contain such a strong Netherworld qi?!” Long Chen shouted.

With a solemn tone, Mo Nian replied, “This black water looks stagnant, like a dead pool, but it’s constantly flowing beneath the surface. The flow creates spatial currents that can drag you away without warning. Once, I accidentally got pulled into one of those currents, and it took me a long time to break free.”

“Are you sure there’s a treasure inside?” asked Long Chen.

“I’m not sure, but there’s definitely a major figure buried here,” said Mo Nian, his tone full of confidence.

Long Chen rolled his eyes. So this guy had dragged him here for some more graverobbing?

“Brother, don’t be ignorant,” Mo Nian scoffed. “When I reached that island, I found traces of a massive dragon vein system. Following dragon veins always leads to treasure lands. In fact, the only reason I discovered signs of your battle was because I was tracking a dragon vein.”

“There are dragon veins here?” asked Long Chen. This was only a minor world, scarred and shattered by war. How could it possibly produce dragon veins?

Mo Nian explained, “Normally, a battered world like this can’t produce dragon veins. At best, there would be dead veins. But countless terrifying existences perished here. Each Divine Sovereign carried immense karmic luck. After their deaths, that karmic luck sank into the earth, rooted itself, and formed dragon veins. Even the terrain reshaped itself around them.

“It’s similar to how, in the nine heavens, we bury our ancestors in places where dragon veins converge so their heroic spirits can rest in peace. People preserve their karmic luck to protect their descendants. But here, after those mighty experts died, their karmic luck condensed underground, absorbing heaven and earth’s energy to alter the land.

“Of course, weaker karmic luck gets devoured by stronger karmic luck. The Heavenly Bat Sovereigness was terrifying in this regard—her dragon veins were enormous. But compared to this place? The dragon veins here are many times larger. Now, do you understand?”

“Many times larger?!”

Something far stronger than the Heavenly Bat Sovereigness was buried here? She had slain an uncountable number of Divine Sovereigns, yet the dragon veins here dwarfed hers? The thought instantly enticed him.

Mo Nian took out the map.

He said, “According to the Shadow Devil Bat race’s records, this is a forbidden land where no one can enter. However, every time the heaven region’s battlefield opens, a strange sound comes from the island at the center. But anyone who hears the strange sound soon falls ill. Black qi spreads across their bodies like poison, and within a few years, they die. After that, no one dares to come near. Although they are also very curious about this place, they don’t dare to come here.”

Long Chen’s gaze fell upon the black waters. Slowly, he extended his hand. The instant his skin touched the surface, black qi erupted like serpents, coiling around his arm.

Long Chen jerked back, but the black threads had already wrapped tightly, drilling into his flesh.

With a thought, the Sun Flame ignited. The black threads hissed as they burned, slowly dissolving into smoke.

“What intense death qi. It also contains curse energy!” exclaimed Long Chen.

Mo Nian nodded. “It’s not a problem if you just touch it. But if you were to fall in, covered completely by it, you’d be doomed. Worst of all, if you were dragged beneath the surface, even our power wouldn’t keep us alive for long.”

Long Chen studied the black residue still clinging faintly to his arm. The curse energy hadn’t fully dissipated—it was still trying to invade his body.

Just as he prepared to completely erase it, his violet blood, Supreme Blood, and dragon blood suddenly surged violently. They wrapped around the curse energy, encircling it.

They didn’t seem afraid of this curse energy at all. This curse energy also retaliated fiercely after being surrounded by them. But after a bit, it calmed down.

Then, Long Chen saw a shocking scene. This curse energy suddenly disintegrated. The black mist scattered, leaving behind only the tiniest dot of blood.

“This is...!”

The single drop of blood made his heart leap. Its fluctuations were eerily similar to his own blood. As it flowed into his three bloodlines, he felt an unprecedented power merge into his body.

Now, when Long Chen looked back at the black waters, he finally understood the sense of familiarity. These fluctuations carried the aura of the devil sea.

A memory surfaced: back when he advanced to the Four Peak realm, during his heavenly tribulation, a strange force had secretly tried to siphon his blood soul energy.

He had been ready to resist, but the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign had stopped him, saying it was planting a seed—one that would be harvested later.

Could it be... that his stolen blood soul energy had been absorbed here, nourished by this world until now?

Was it the time to harvest it?

Long Chen nearly burst with excitement. If his guess was right, that fragment of his blood soul had absorbed endless energy from this world, even birthing its own will.

Yet, that will still acknowledged him, which meant he could claim the entire black lake’s energy as his own. It was like stumbling upon a treasure trove beyond imagination.

He was just about to tell Mo Nian to stand guard while he absorbed it when a deep, majestic voice echoed within his mind—

“Now still isn’t the time.”

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