254 Silver Dragon (1/2)

Lin Yun was focused on controlling the Planar Path.

It was to the point that Lin Yun didn't even notice the strange expression on Xiuban's face. That was the expression of a kid meticulously suppressing his happiness so that no one would notice the treasure he picked up.

Lin Yun had already been in the cemetery for two hours by now, after pacing back and forth for such a long time he had brushed past many Chromatic Dragon's corpses, pure-blooded Elves, and in between, Lin Yun even got close to an Ancient God's corpse.

Earlier, Lin Yun had been going through an area with many shards and saw that Ancient God's body.

That was the first time Lin Yun saw an Ancient God up close.

Even if it was just a corpse, the shock it brought Lin Yun couldn't be described with words. Even the corpse gave the feeling of a deity descending onto a mortal world. Its dignified face, its imposing body, and the indescribable feeling it was emitting… It was floating in the void, surrounded by endless darkness and total silence, but it gave the feeling of boundless light being focused on its body, as if the first thing that had to be seen in this void was this God.

At this time, Lin Yun subconsciously wanted to urge the Planar Path closer.

But just as he thought about it, Lin Yun felt icy coldness coming from his chest.

Lin Yun was too familiar with this feeling. He would feel this kind of coldness whenever danger approached when hunting for sand beasts in that desolate desert. That feeling meant that he had overlooked something.

Shocked, Lin Yun promptly revolved his Magic Arrays and analyzed this calm void.

Lin Yun then paled.

He found out that this calm void that only seemed to be filled with shards was actually filled with endless dangers.

There was boundless mana crazily converging on the Ancient God's corpse like a huge maelstrom, and everything that dared to approach would be distorted and shattered. It was because of this that no corpses could be seen in the Ancient God's vicinity.

It wasn't because other corpses couldn't float near, but rather, once they approached, they would already be trapped in that endless maelstrom and be instantly sucked in and destroyed.

At the time, Lin Yun still didn't feel like completely giving up.

He summoned a Rock Puppet and use a Vine spell to send it out.

As a result, just as that Rock Puppet flew a hundred meters in, countless cracks appeared. In that split second it felt as if countless sharp blades attacked the rock puppet and with a snap, it was crushed to pieces.

Watching this strange scene, Lin Yun's hair stood on end.

Fortunately, it was only a Rock Puppet, if he had moved the Planar Path closer, the result would be...

Lin Yun didn't say anything, he was scared witless and then urged the Planar Path back.

Even if the inheritance of an Ancient God was attractive, Lin Yun clearly knew that he wouldn't be able to resist such a horrifying maelstrom.

Afterwards, Lin Yun sailed the Planar Path in the cemetery for a full two hours, yet he had only seen a small part of this place.

Lin Yun's group explored at most a tenth of the entire cemetery. Nothing could be done about it, the cemetery was too vast, it felt endless, there was only corpses and shards everywhere. Who knows what kind of desperate war happened to create such a place.

After two hours, Lin Yun found a safe path in the cemetery.

At the end of that path was the corpse of a Silver Dragon.

That Silver Dragon only had one head and couldn't be compared to the Three-Headed Golden Dragon.

But even if it only had one head, it was still one of the Chromatic Dragons. It was innately proficient with magic and as long as it left one drop of blood behind, Lin Yun would be able to undergo a great breakthrough.

To Lin Yun, this was more than enough.

Everyone had their own path, Draconic Beastmen were blessed with luck, being envious was useless.

More importantly, a drop of blood remained in the chest of the Silver Dragon.

A drop of Silver Dragon Blood.