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Chapter 294: 177. Tales of the Yin God, White Bones of Mang Mountain_2

Therefore, combining the powerful Yin God forces that typically merge dual qualifications in the Mang Mountain Heavenly Ghost Ridge, it is likely that the Yin God within the ridge does not wish to leave Mang Mountain.

Tan Shuchang’s initial guess was that something was deterring the Yin God inside the Mang Mountain Heavenly Ghost Ridge, but upon closer examination, he found this hypothesis full of holes.

For if that were the case, why would there be any need for a Mountain Patrol Envoy?

Thus, he could only temporarily assume that these Yin Gods within the Mang Mountain Heavenly Ghost Ridge simply did not want to leave Mang Mountain.

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In the mysterious game, there was still no change. Although Tan Shuchang had been away for some time, the absence of players meant that, for the spirits here, time was utterly meaningless.

It was likely that decades felt like a single day.

However, on his return this time, Tan Shuchang noticed an anomaly.

Within Lan Shou City, some fierce ghosts had transformed into peculiar cocoons. Although they appeared dusty and grey, the life force within them was continuously growing stronger.

"What’s happened here?" Tan Shuchang asked his dog-headed strategist.

But to this, the loyal and dedicated Yin God scholar could not provide an answer, and could only recount what he had observed to Tan Shuchang.

The transformation of these fierce ghosts was not sudden.

It started from an unknown point when some of the fierce ghosts’ Yin Qi began to significantly decrease. Oddly, although the Yin Qi was greatly diminishing, it did not weaken the ghosts’ power substantially, nor did it revert them to the state of lesser spirits.

These fierce ghosts were even steadily advancing towards becoming Yin Gods, yet just as they were about to ascend to Yin God status, they underwent the transformation into the grey cocoons seen now.

Once turned into cocoons, these fierce ghosts would lose their ability to perceive the outside world.

After listening, Tan Shuchang went to check the Snake Desire Realm and, unsurprisingly, saw many cocoons there too. One of these cocoons was even the transformation of Dai Huanzhen.

However, the cocoon that transformed from Dai Huanzhen was somewhat special, for as Tan Shuchang approached, the cocoon echoed with the voice of Dai Huanzhen, "Disciple thanks Master for the grace of saving my life."

Hearing this voice, Tan Shuchang knew that Dai Huanzhen’s memory had almost fully recovered, though comparing it to when he was alive, there were still some differences.

"It’s just a nominal matter, you need not take my role as a master too seriously," Tan Shuchang said.

Because that was indeed the case.

For example, if a True Immortal were to preach in the Land of the Four Pillars, if he attended, he could then claim to be a nominal disciple of that True Immortal.

And this would be acknowledged by the True Immortal.

Being a nominal disciple does not count as a true disciple, it merely means being listed under their lineage. If nominal disciples could be considered true disciples, then each True Immortal would have at least a thousand disciples.

After saying this, Tan Shuchang left. He still needed to visit the realms of No Life and Bitter Buddha. Unsurprisingly, these two realms were also filled with similar grey cocoons of transformed fierce ghosts.

"This must be another experiment of the mysterious game," the Black King said, having already discussed it with the Earth Extinguishing King.

"Another?"@@@@

However, the skeletons naturally did not reach Tan Shuchang since they collapsed together again.

Watching this scene, Tan Shuchang suddenly had an idea, realizing that searching for the magical medicine by himself was too reliant on luck.

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So, Tan Shuchang retrieved a Magic Artifact for communicating with spirits from his treasured collection within his sleeves.

It was a soul-summoning banner.

Since Tan Shuchang had acquired it, it had always been put away because it was of no use.

The spiritual essence imbued by others on this Magic Artifact was still intact, and before becoming a True Immortal, Tan Shuchang naturally had no way to alter it. But now, with a flick of his sleeve, he eradicated all its spiritual essence.

Overpowering strength was exactly this principle.

With the spiritual essence of the soul-summoning banner destroyed, the effects created by its special imbuing technique also vanished.

Then, a shadowy blood incarnation emerged from behind Tan Shuchang.

As soon as this blood shadow incarnation appeared, it transformed into a silhouette and pounced upon the soul-summoning banner. Blood-colored flames arose, and in mere moments, not only did the appearance of the Magic Artifact alter drastically, but its inner spiritual essence was also fully nurtured.

Thus, Tan Shuchang planted the soul-summoning banner into the ground.

Instantly, the surrounding Yin energy gathered, enveloping the skeletons. Nourished by this Yin energy, flames began to rise within each of the skulls in just half an hour.

This was "Cognition Fire."

Barely perceptible, existing somewhere between illusion and reality. Essentially non-existent, but visibly present.

This was transformed from the soul power of the skeletons.

And with the appearance of the "Cognition Fire," the skeletons no longer seemed as clumsy, albeit not by much. They stood still, first glancing at themselves, then at the other skeletons, and finally at Tan Shuchang.

Lastly, their upper and lower jaws touched, making a "clack," "clack" sound.

It was like they were speaking some ghostly language or perhaps creating their own.

Seeing this, Tan Shuchang abandoned the idea of communication; he directly transmitted the appearance of a magical medicine evolved from the Ren Water Peach into the "Cognition Fire" of the skeletons.

With a clear target to search for, the skeletons immediately dispersed and began their search.

However, although Tan Shuchang had given them a clear target, he did not have much hope for these skeletons; he just wanted them to look and see if there was anything similar on Mang Mountain.

Mang Mountain was indeed a perilous place, but extreme conditions often foster exceptional conditions. Therefore, some very rare magical medicines might be found on Mang Mountain.

This also counted as one of the public benefits of being a Mountain Patrol Envoy.

However, in no time at all, less than the duration of a single incense stick, the soul-summoning banner planted before the Mountain Temple began to move on its own.

This was due to a skeleton transmitting a message that something had been found.

This surprised Tan Shuchang, so he halted his contemplation on the 300 years of magical progression he had achieved.