My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 399 - 371: Middle Stage Perfected

Chapter 399: Chapter 371: Middle Stage Perfected

Wang Zijia no longer paid attention to him, Ling Yanlan had already suspended above the battlefield.

Turning around, Wang Zijia floated downwards, closely followed by Mo Yunzi. Ling Yanlan transformed into a palm-sized fire sparrow, flitting about on either side.

The battlefield still resembled the state from a decade ago, with the entire land around the giant crater having crystallized.

Under the sunlight, the red crystals shimmered with dazzling light. Inside, destructive forces swirled, adding a deadly danger to the beauty.

Perhaps, thousands of years from now, it might become an odd sight amid the ruins.

At the center of the pit was the bone sacrificial altar that had been blasted apart, its bone fragments spread all over the bottom of the pit, and odd flames continued to burn within the bones, never ceasing for a decade.

"Crack!"

The group descended onto the battlefield, stepping onto the pile of bones at the center of the giant meteor crater, producing a crisp sound.

After a decade of incineration by the flames thrown by Wang Zijia, many low-grade spirit bones had decayed, becoming as brittle as ordinary bones, and cracked at a touch.

Upon seeing this, Wang Zijia loosened up slightly.

It was fortunate that his mana had such bizarre properties. Otherwise, with the various traps left behind by Yu Guangye when setting up the altar, who knew what kind of trouble they might encounter.

The sacrificial altar could have even silently reformed and self-repaired!

"Crack!"

Wang Zijia tread on the bones, probing and walking towards the center.

All the surrounding flames that touched him reacted as if they were meeting their king, and with subtle fluctuations, surged towards Wang Zijia.

This caused a little blaze to rise from his body, wrapping around him.

Mo Yunzi and Ling Yanlan couldn’t do this, silently floating behind him and wearing a stunned expression as they watched Wang Zijia, who looked like a king in the flames.

"Value +34,000!"

Dao cultivation: 300 years (902,000/1,000,000)

Taiji: 92042

What surprised Wang Zijia was that drawing in these ever-burning spirit flames for ten years had actually substantially increased his cultivation. It was an unexpected gain.

When Wang Zijia reached the center of the bone altar, he had already absorbed all the surrounding flames into his body.

There was a small pile of giant spirit bones here, still shimmering with a thick spiritual light; these were from the over-limit demon that had been cultivated.

Most of its body parts had been destroyed during the previous battle, leaving behind only a few giant bug’s leg bones.

After a decade of burning and thus refining, these leg bones hadn’t calcified but had been purified of any contamination, radiating a jade-like glow. They had already become a semi-finished magic tool.

If the conditions here could remain unchanged for a thousand years, perhaps a natural artifact might be born, although there was also a chance everything would be ruined.

Wang Zijia extended a hand to touch the six remaining bug leg jade bones, feeling the subtly surpassing third-grade limit of the spiritual material, a hint of joy spreading across his face.

His mana surged, transforming them into a bone paper, which he then collected.

After these efforts, Wang Zijia started tinkering around in the bone ruins.

Although this altar was a Mid Third Boundary, and its Chapters were related to arcane magical knowledge,

Due to Wang Zijia’s detailed perusal of Yu Guangye’s memories regarding this altar and the fact that Wang Zijia had built his career on such items,

It would be accurate to say that he was even more proficient in Bone Soul Sect’s matters than Yu Guangye, the Bone Soul Sect’s legitimate disciple!

After all, the initial Five Ghosts Divine Power was the core inheritance created by a devil cultivator of the Bone Soul Sect. Although it had been modified by a monk, by the time it fell into Wang Zijia’s hands and was contemplated till now, it had completely changed.

However, the most basic altar was still a similar style and method!

Familiar with the path, Wang Zijia destroyed each hidden trap in the bone altar, completely eliminating the possibility of triggering the Upper Realm again.

During this process, Wang Zijia also unearthed many Spatial Spiritual Materials. Yu Guangye had indeed exhausted a lot of thought in the Lower Realm in the seventy years it took to build this altar.

After a long time, Wang Zijia finally destroyed the altar to a degree that satisfactorily assuaged his anxiety.

At this moment, the altar could no longer be called an altar, but a pile of bones. Most of them were ordinary bones that had lost all their spiritual nature.

In the end, Wang Zijia pulled out a fist-sized Mutton Fat White Jade Skull from the bottom of the altar’s foundation in the center.

This was, one could say, the most precious material left in this altar now!

The skull of an Infant God advanced cultivator!

It was something Yu Guangye had obtained by using an enormous amount of contributions through the Bone Soul Sect. He had been refining it as a carrier for an auxiliary soul for no less than a hundred years.

The original plan was, once he attained the Infant God level, to refine it into his innate life magic treasure. But now, Wang Zijia was the one to benefit.

After closely examining the Crystal Skull, he found that after a hundred years of refining, it was almost a semi-finished magical tool, having some ghost dao power, and was the best assistant soul carrier.

Wang Zijia happily collected it.

Once he had ensured that nothing was overlooked, he clapped his hands and said, "Alright, the potential hazard here has been completely eliminated. I’ll instruct the disciples to clean up this place later. Any spirit bones that haven’t been ruined can be given to Bai Yan to feed. Let’s not waste anything."

"After all, the guy who created this place almost sacrificed the entire Qinglian Continent for it!"

"Yes!" Mo Yunzi’s pupils constricted slightly as he respectfully said, "Disciple understands!"

Wang Zijia looked around and added while thinking, "After we clear this place, let the vein master adjust the land’s spiritual veins. Let’s see if we can restore the gathering spirit effect of the Dead Spirit Vein. That would make it a treasure land."

Upon careful sensing, Mo Yunzi didn’t have much hope for this, but he responded reverently nonetheless.