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Chapter 1195 – Bone Island

An Zheng felt that he was rather bored, when waiting for his death, he actually thought that dying like this would be very ugly, right?

This was a chaotic space that no one would care about, and no one would be able to find An Zheng even if they were immortal emperors or super experts. Even if it was Purple Ivy, he would never be able to feel An Zheng’s aura.

Outside, people were still busy taking inventory of the wounded and the dead, and seeing how many houses had collapsed and how many trees had been destroyed. The known victim was Song Baiyuan. After all, this was where he lived. As for An Zheng and the other disciples who had entered the Secret Realm to take the exam, they had long been forgotten by those people.

Ning Xiaolou didn’t know that An Zheng would enter the Practical Mystic Realm today, but at this moment, people who knew that An Zheng had entered the Practical Mystic Realm were rushing over. Du Ruo supported her eldest senior brother, An Caichen, as he rushed over while limping. An Caichen’s face was even paler than when he was heavily injured.

The temporary teacher’s face turned ashen, and he chose to escape.

Because he knew that An Zheng had entered, knew that An Zheng was definitely going to die, and knew even more how important An Zheng was. Those of a slightly higher level all knew that An Zheng was Ning Xiaolou’s benefactor. Ning Xiaolou had mentioned An Zheng at more than just a single occasion, that he was a very special person and needed to be treated in a special manner.

Now that An Zheng was dead, he could only escape. Before Ning Xiaolou could investigate.

Gao Ming thought that he would definitely become a noble person, that he would be the type of loyal official that would harden his bones, the kind that even if Your Majesty was in the wrong, I would still dare to retaliate against them. Then, when he realized that he might die, he realized that he was just a coward.

No one could find An Zheng.

If only there was a mirror...

Although he knew that it was very ugly, he still wanted to see how crippled he was in the end. An Zheng had always paid attention to his appearance. He did not like wearing old clothes, and he did not like using things that others had used before. Even a pair of socks had to be the most expensive kind.

Ridiculous. Those who loved to clean up died in such a filthy manner.

Then, An Zheng saw a firefly float before his eyes. Right now, it was still facing towards the ground, and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that something knew that he had died here.

Then, An Zheng finally realised that this was a chaotic space, why would there be fireflies?

That ball of weak light floated before An Zheng’s eyes. After looking at it for a long time, An Zheng was sure that it wasn’t a firefly at all, but a ball of … Phosphorous fire. This was what people called the ghost fire, which was seen occasionally in the silent night of the cemetery.

Bone fire, ghost fire, ordinary people have many ways to call this type of phosphorous fire.

That weak light floated before An Zheng’s eyes for at least five minutes, as if it was hesitating in determining what An Zheng actually was. In the next second, it suddenly crawled into An Zheng’s nose, and instantly, An Zheng felt very uncomfortable. Actually, it wasn’t that they were really upset. It was just that they felt that no matter who it was, they wouldn’t feel good about anything that entered their nose.

After the light beam entered An Zheng’s nose, it quickly followed An Zheng’s blood vessels and entered the Dantian Qi Sea, and then settled down as if it had found a home. It seemed to be dissatisfied with An Zheng’s broken Dantian Qi Sea, so it began to repair it. Countless tiny rays of light scattered out from the dim light and quickly repaired An Zheng’s broken Dantian Qi Sea. It didn’t care about An Zheng’s injuries in other places. It seemed like it just wanted to fix up its own residence.

Ten minutes later, An Zheng’s Dantian Qi Sea was actually fully recovered. However, there was no longer any strand of true energy in his body, and the Dantian Qi Sea was completely dominated by that ball of bone fire. The Bone Fire seemed to be very satisfied with its repairing results, flying around the Dantian Qi Sea and landing right in the middle. After a while, it suddenly flew back up again, and then, with a creak sound, it made an extremely minute, slight noise that An Zheng thought was his own illusion.

That’s right, when the voice was transmitted out, An Zheng realised that his body was getting brighter.

Countless bone flames drilled into An Zheng’s body through his wounds, his nostrils, his ears, and even his eyes, like fireflies that flew into the sky. These fireflies seemed to be obsessed with cleanliness, they were the first to repair the Dantian Qi Sea and the rest started to repair An Zheng’s body.

“Strength!”

An Zheng suddenly sensed what it was.

This power did not come from a single person. From ancient times until now, it was unknown just how many great cultivators had died in this chaotic space. Among them were those who had just opened up their own space, as well as supreme experts who had already reached an extremely high realm. However, regardless of how strong or weak they were, they were unable to block the cutting edge of the space order.

These powers were completely different, there were all kinds of them. They were the Cultivation Power that the dead scattered, because of this place’s unique way of existence, they wouldn’t disappear even after hundreds, or even tens, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.

An Zheng’s leg reappeared again. First it was his bones, then it was his flesh and skin. It was followed by his arms, fingers, and even his hair. He felt as if he had returned to his childhood. His newly repaired body looked so tender, and his skin looked like a baby’s.

He could finally move, even though it was just a flip.

An Zheng gasped for breath in huge mouthfuls of air, breathing in the rather stale air. Chaotic space was basically sealed, and only when space was torn would it affect the balance here. So the air here was dirty, but even so, when An Zheng breathed, he still felt incomparable happiness and satisfaction.

He saw the stars in the sky.

No!

Those were not stars, but fireflies that surged in from all directions, and those ownerless Cultivation Power that floated in this chaotic space. All sorts of powers made An Zheng’s body become stronger, as though they had achieved something, and were jumping around in his body.

Too many... An Zheng felt his scalp go numb. Endless amounts of fireflies entered his body through every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These Cultivation Power had already drifted in the turbulent space for many years, for far too many years. However, they were not natural objects. They could easily be fused into nature, into this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and long to find their home... And An Zheng was probably the first lucky fellow who was drawn into the spatial turbulence and did not die immediately.

Oldman Huo said that An Zheng was extremely lucky.

This process had lasted for a few hours. The fireflies were still entering An Zheng’s body, but the amount was already much less. An Zheng felt that not only had his body completely recovered, even the Cultivation Power that had scattered had returned.

He felt a kind of explosive feeling in his Dantian Qi Sea, a omen that he could break through to the next realm at any time.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not die in this chaotic space, he even broke the mirror... In this unknown place, An Zheng was not affected by the turbulence. Once he left this place and destroyed the balance of the air currents, the turbulence would still surge in again. Forget about levelling up to a small realm, even if he levelled up to Celestial Sovereign directly, it wouldn’t be of any use.

Therefore, An Zheng planned to see clearly what the place where he would live for a long time in the future would be like.

He struggled to his feet. There was not a single part of his body that was not in pain. His recently repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive. Any slight movement would cause every one of his nerves to twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn’t wait any longer, he had just struggled back from the brink of death, he couldn’t wait to find out what saved him.

He stood up, and his face changed.

As time passed, An Zheng’s senses were back to normal. The moment he stood up, his heart was in turmoil … Perhaps the shock was greater than anything he had ever thought was worth it.

This is a … An island floating in the middle of the chaotic space.

This waaradox. It was impossible for chaotic space to allow such an island to exist. As long as the airflow changed, it would be torn apart. However, this island existed in reality, and it wasn’t very small, although from here, one could see that the other side was roughly the size of a five to six hundred square meter house.

An Zheng took a step forward, and a layer of fine powder appeared under his feet.

“Bone dust …”

An Zheng muttered to himself.

This island that did not seem to exist was completely formed from bone dust. How many people would have to die to form such a small island? And these dead people were all experts.

An Zheng walked forward step by step, sensing the aura of the bone powder. It was not the same. There were all kinds of attributes, but they were all tightly pressed together in an unbelievable way, as if they were silently fighting against the rules of this chaotic space.

An Zheng could not help but have an image appear in his mind.

From long, long ago, there had been cultivators who had accidentally torn apart space and been drawn into chaotic space. With the first, there would be a second, a third, and a fourth … Countless others. These cultivators who had been strangled to death had all been reduced to dust. Chaotic space was a very strange existence, and the rule here was that everything that did not match the aura of this place should be destroyed, especially something that was still alive.

As such, the aura of this place and the bone powder were actually not compatible. It was completely different. However, the bone dust was already powdered, so it was impossible to distinguish between the turbulent flows and the lack of life energy.

These bone dust also contained the power of grand cultivators. Afteerson died, their power would not completely dissipate, and their bones would naturally not have intelligence, but they would consciously look for similar species to gather together. The bone powder of a human bone powder demon beast was at least a similar material. After tens of thousands of years, these bone powder actually formed a small island.

During this process, the spatial turbulence would definitely crush them time and time again. However, they did not have any life forms and they only had a natural ability to attract each other, so they would still reunite time and time again. In the end, the Chaotic Space actually adapted to their existence.

This place was not very big. Even if it was as big as a villa, it would still take them less than ten minutes to reach it. An Zheng noticed that something that looked like a chair was piled up in the middle, and An Zheng happened to be on the back of the chair. He was very curious. Slowly getting used to the pain, he walked over to take a look. When he turned around and saw that thing, it was as if there was suddenly a storm raging in his heart!

There was actually someone sitting on the bone powder chair!

Or rather, it was noerson, but a person’s skeleton. He sat upright on the bone powder chair, his two hands supporting the armrest of the chair. He was sitting up straight with his waist upright. The skeleton was riddled with wounds, but it sat there like an unparalleled overlord.

Even though it had been dead for many years, even though it had completely lost its consciousness, it still possessed an aura that could not be described as looking down on the world!

How domineering would sucerson be when he was alive?

Even if he died in this chaotic space, he would still sit on the throne, overlooking the world.