Within the black clouds blanketing the heavens, that withered giant tree appeared once more, the thick layer of rotting flesh covering its surface falling away in clumps.
In the void, a ten-thousand-foot skeleton was covered in bewitching, bizarre blood-colored flowers, and those flowers drifted down as well.
Brahma Voice Chanting rose in waves, occasionally accompanied by strange Dao Sounds that echoed through the air.
And then—
An unimaginable scene unfolded.
As the countless chunks of rotting flesh and innumerable blood-colored flowers fell, covering the white bones around Crescent Lake, those shattered bones seemed to come alive all at once.
Blood and flesh grew upon the bones, continuously reassembling into torsos, limbs, heads...
As waves of sutra chanting akin to Brahma Voice Chanting and strange Dao Sounds rang out, they were like incantations calling souls back from the dead.
The corpses formed from the "white bones" strewn across the ground all came back to life!
There were human figures of all kinds. Some had fluttering sleeves and sword cases on their backs; some looked like immortal sages and held whisk brooms; some wore battle robes and gripped great halberds; some were solemn and dignified, holding pagodas in their palms...
Beyond them were many other terrifying ferocious birds and divine beasts. Thousand-foot Green Winged Bat Birds beat their wings through the sky, scattering boundless azure lightning.
Divine elephants as tall as sacred mountains raised their heads and trumpeted.
Divine Bifang birds, their bodies bathed in endless divine flames, wheeled and danced wildly through the void.
...In an instant, hundreds and thousands of figures came back to life, each one emanating towering divine might.
The sight made Feng Wuji suck in a sharp breath, his expression changing drastically in horror.
What was going on?
How could those withered bones that had lain scattered