Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1208 - 1208 62 Bizarre Thanks_2

Chapter 1208: Chapter 62: Bizarre [Thanks]_2 Chapter 1208: Chapter 62: Bizarre [Thanks]_2 “Could that be… a dragon?”

Feng Yin furrowed his brow.

“It is a dragon, but not like the dragons of the current Demon Clan. This dragon has no flesh, and its size is also much larger than that of the Dragon Clan,” Dong Xiaoyan explained.

A thought suddenly struck Feng Yin, and he blurted out, “A skeletal dragon?”

He wondered if it could be the legendary army of the undead.

“Doesn’t look like it; even the bones are formed from thick fog, not just flesh rotting away to leave only bones,” Dong Xiaoyan said, although he wasn’t sure what Feng Yin was talking about, he understood the literal meaning of “skeletal dragon.” He immediately denied it anyway.

Feng Yin studied it carefully—the enormous creature appeared intermittently in the thick fog.

Those ghastly white bones…

After a long while, he finally nodded in agreement, “Indeed.”

He also saw that at the edges of the skeletal dragon’s claws and tail, the form would sometimes disperse and then immediately condense.

He only saw it twice before the skeletal dragon vanished completely.

At the same time, in the center of the thick fog, there was turmoil like a volcanic eruption.

The fog kept rising and expanding, rolling outwards, quickly thickening.

Feng Yin frowned, “There’s something fishy here. The skeletal dragon seems to be manipulated.”

“Eh?” Dong Xiaoyan was puzzled, “Isn’t there a big lake here? Could there be an island inside?”

“I’ll go take a look.”

“Be careful.”

“No worries.”

Feng Yin landed and set foot on solid ground.

He activated the Spiritual Transformation Technique and slowly approached the thick fog.

The closer he got, the more he felt a suction force within the fog that targeted spiritual power.

Feng Yin’s brow furrowed slightly.

He consciously let some of his spiritual power dissipate.

Confident in his spiritual powers, Feng Yin was sure it wouldn’t be devoured. If the entity within the fog dared to consume his spirit, he would certainly show it who was boss! Moreover, using this bit of spiritual power to assess the opponent’s reality was also feasible!

Sure enough,

The dissipated spiritual powers quickly merged into the fog.

And the fog immediately intensified its attractive force,

Pulling Feng Yin deeper inside.

He walked several tens of meters further, the sucking force from all directions only grew stronger.

Feng Yin maintained his composure and continued to tread.

By the time he had entered the fog, his feet were already on the water surface, moving as though on flat ground, without even a ripple.

Indistinctly, a fully formed force morphed into a massive hand reaching for Feng Yin.

It grasped for both his spirit and his body.

Feng Yin snorted and followed the direction of the hand, sliding the blade into its palm.

Precisely placed at the center of the hand.

Feeling something solid, the hand rejoiced, thinking it had captured food again, and clasped firmly! The devouring force was immediately activated!

The blade had been idle for many years, almost bored to madness.

Its stored food had been completely consumed, with little replenishment.

It was only since his master returned from worldly experiences and feasted twice that he used it in his first battle back.

If it didn’t perform well now, hah… the blade knew all too well how stingy its master was!

Driven by a strong desire to perform, the blade erupted in surging black mist the moment it touched that phantom hand.

Pitch black!

The strange, strong energy emitted by the hand that devoured and absorbed mental powers instantly evaporated upon contacting the blade’s black mist.

A silent, soul-shaking vibration spread, as if the hand’s owner was in extreme pain, like a normal person grabbing a red-hot iron block.

But it was too late to let go.

With a ‘pu’ sound,

The hand suddenly collapsed.

And the blade’s black mist surged like a furious dragon, forming a black hand of its own.

In the devilish white fog,

It fiercely grabbed towards the dissipating hand.

A counter-grasp!

This grip tore a three-hundred-meter-long path!

A flash of blade light, and it vanished.

Countless scattered mental energies were shattered in one strike.

Then consumed by the blade.

In the far distance, where the blade light had traveled, a soul-shaking scream resounded, “What is that?!”

Immediately, the fog churned.

But the strong mental attraction that was inherent in the fog had already disappeared without a trace.

The only remaining mental power was the scattered spirit that Feng Yin had intentionally allowed to be devoured.

These forces, with the sucking power in the fog, absolutely could not be digested!

The fluctuation in the fog instantly disappeared.

Trying to escape?

Blade Lord is finally out to get some air, you think you can escape?

The blade was relentless.

With a flash of light, another blade light chased relentlessly into the fog.

Soon, the Blade Qi returned swiftly, carrying a visible white energy which the blade tip quivered and swallowed.

Feng Yin could feel his scattered spiritual power returning swiftly.

He was stunned for a moment.

Not sucked away.

Or perhaps shocked!

He couldn’t help but burst into a curse, “What the hell are you doing?”

The blade, trembling lightly, sparkled brilliantly—the blade qi vast and boundless—now the blade was incomparably refreshed.

It hadn’t expected to consume such useful energy in one gulp!

Truly nourishing.

Even though he was scolded by his master, it seemed… worth it?

Moreover, the blade didn’t even know why it was being scolded.

It seemed like it hadn’t done much…

Feng Yin was frustrated beyond belief: “Idiot! My spiritual power was supposed to blend in, but you shrank it all back, what kind of blending is that!”