The storm in the Desert of Forgetting was raging wildly, with vast expanses of greyish-white sand whipping up sand curtains tens of thousands of feet high. Countless fragmented Fate Soul and afterimages flickered in and out of view within the storm. The air was thick with the pungent stench of blood and the emptiness of oblivion. Just as the Chi Lineage members were locked in battle with the Blue Flame Demon Wolf, a large number of cultivators who had fled back from the front finally saw clearly the Chi Lineage's life-patterned banner floating in the void.
A cultivator with a blood-covered face suddenly cried out, "It's the Chi Lineage?! Look!! It's the Chi Lineage!!" A young man beside him, with half an arm severed, staggered back, his eyes filled with fear and relief, "What are they doing here?! Have they gone mad?! This place is in complete chaos!!"
But the next instant, he abruptly turned back to look at the increasingly dense white fog behind him, his voice instantly changing, "Forget everything!! Run for your lives!! If you don't leave now, you really won't be able to escape!!" In a flash, hundreds of cultivators frantically rushed towards the outer perimeter as if grasping at a last straw.
Some even burned their Fate Soul essence to tear through space, and for a moment the entire Desert of Forgetting was filled with figures fleeing in disarray. Meanwhile, the Blue Flame Demon Wolf that had been frantically attacking suddenly stopped.
A deep, Ultimate wolf howl suddenly echoed from the depths of the sandstorm. Then came a second, a third, a fourth... In an instant, tens of thousands of Blue Flame Demon Wolf simultaneously roared to the sky, and the entire Desert of Forgetting began to tremble violently.
The howls of wolves sounded like some ancient ritual was awakening, with countless sound waves spreading out in layers, causing the sky to distort. Large swaths of grayish-white sand slowly stopped in mid-air, and the Limitless Evolving True Flow in the air suddenly became extremely cold. Even the Fate Soul structures of everyone began to show slight sluggishness.
Shen Qingchen's expression suddenly changed, and Su Qingyuan's grip on the Sheathless Blade tightened abruptly, because they discovered that the surrounding sounds were gradually disappearing—the wind was gone, the roars of beasts were gone, and even the breathing of the people was becoming fainter. The next moment, in the center of the wolf pack ahead, a wisp of white mist slowly emerged, initially only the size of a palm.
In just a few breaths, it expanded into a terrifying sea of mist covering tens of thousands of feet. The sea of mist slowly churned, and within it, numerous enormous silhouettes vaguely appeared. There were broken white bones, huge beast heads, and human figures whose faces had been eroded by wind and sand, leaving only half a face. Even more terrifying was that the Blue Flame Demon Wolf were slowly retreating. The ferocity and savagery in their eyes began to be replaced by an instinctive fear.
One by one, the demonic wolves lowered their bodies, emitting low howls, and then actually knelt down towards the white mist. Boom--!!! A muffled thunderclap suddenly resounded in the sky, and from the depths of the white mist, a huge breathing sound slowly emanated. Inhale--exhale-- With just one breath, a large area of space began to rapidly turn gray, and the flesh and blood of the corpses of the dead cultivators in the sand sea were being peeled away bit by bit.
Bones were exposed, Fate Soul dissipated, and even those severely injured cultivators who were not yet completely dead began to discover in horror that their skin was slowly peeling off.
Some screamed in despair, some fled frantically, and others, after only a few hundred feet, were reduced to skeletons, crashing into the sea of sand. The air grew colder and colder, as if some truly terrifying calamity was about to descend. Chi Jun suddenly turned around, his eyes showing genuine solemnity for the first time. Cold sweat even beaded on his forehead. Then, he roared, "All units, form the array!! Now!!"
Boom--!!! As soon as the words fell, all the Chi Lineage disciples simultaneously unleashed their Fate Soul aura, and countless divine power patterns instantly shot into the sky, "Chi Lineage Ancient Formation - Myriad Evolutions Return to the Ruins Formation!!" In an instant, twelve Chi Lineage disciples stood in the air at the same time, and countless silver-white Fate Soul threads shot out from between their eyebrows, intertwining with each other in the sky to form a huge Fate Soul formation diagram covering an area of thousands of feet.
The array slowly rotated, with 99,000 silver ancient patterns appearing on the outer layer, 3,600 Fate Soul star platforms appearing in the middle layer, and at the very core—a constantly rotating pitch-black Return to the Ruins Wheel. Rumble!!! The moment the array was formed, the Limitless Evolving True Flow between heaven and earth began to frantically converge towards the array.
The Fate Soul structures of the twelve individuals were interconnected, and numerous causal structures were forcibly overlapped by the formation. A silver ancient bell phantom spanning tens of thousands of feet even appeared in the sky, with the Fate Soul imprints left by generations of powerful members of the Chi Lineage constantly appearing on the bell's surface. Thud! The moment the bell exploded, a large swath of grayish-white mist was forcefully pushed back hundreds of feet.
But the next second, from the depths of the white mist, an even larger silhouette slowly opened its eyes—those eyes were like two abysses burning with pale, dead flames.
White mist billowed, and the entire Desert of Forgetting suddenly became eerily quiet. The deafening wolf howls from a moment ago were slowly fading away. Thousands upon thousands of Blue Flame Demon Wolf began to lower their bodies, their limbs prostrate on the gray-white sand, their heads pressed firmly to the ground, and even the blue flames in their eyes dimmed. They retreated slowly like subjects paying homage to an emperor.
In the center of that white mist—a skeleton slowly rose, cracking... crackling... the sound of bones grinding together was particularly jarring in the deathly silence. Initially, only half of the skeleton's body was visible outside the sea of sand, like any ordinary remains in the Desert of Forgetting. But when it truly stood up, everyone's expression changed drastically at the same time: its skeleton—was growing in the opposite direction.
The knees were bent backward, and the ribs bulged out of the chest cavity, like a pale white flower in full bloom. What was even more chilling was that there was no heart in the center of the chest cavity, only a translucent "lung". The lung looked like a human heart covered with sand, suspended in the center of the empty skeleton. Fine particles kept appearing on its surface, and with each contraction, a large amount of grayish-white mist slowly flowed out of the lung.
The moment the hissing and whooshing sound rang out, the Limitless Evolving True Flow in the surrounding world began to strangely halt, and several cultivators fleeing in the distance suddenly froze. One of them had his eyes trembling wildly, and in the next instant, his eyes completely lost the ability to blink, and his eyeballs quickly dried up and cracked.
Large streaks of blood spread wildly. "I... how could I... not..." he opened his mouth in terror. But before the words could even finish, his throat suddenly spasmed violently. He forgot to swallow. Then, his legs went weak, and he collapsed heavily to his knees on the sand. He opened his mouth wide, desperately trying to breathe, but the next second, his chest stopped rising and falling. Breathing—was forgotten.
The corpse slowly fell to the ground with a thud, its face remaining blank and empty. The entire Chi Lineage team was instantly chilled to the bone. For the first time, everyone truly saw the divine beast, the Supreme Breathing White Bones. It didn't seem like a living thing at all, but rather like some kind of taboo born from the Desert of Forgetting itself.
Cold sweat slowly seeped from Shen Qingchen's forehead, and his palm, which was holding the Blank Dao Scroll, had turned white. Su Qingyuan also showed a truly solemn expression for the first time. She turned her head slightly and exchanged a glance with Shen Qingchen. Both of them were wary at the same time. Because they sensed that the cultivation level of this Breathing White Bones True Annihilation Realm · Advanced Stage.
Moreover, this was far beyond the ordinary True Annihilation Realm · Advanced Stage cultivator. The fluctuations in his Fate Soul had already faintly touched upon the fundamental logic of "Forgetting." Chi Jun gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. He suddenly took a step forward, roaring angrily, "Everyone!! Stabilize your Fate Soul!!!! There can be absolutely no relaxation, or we will all die!!!"
His voice exploded like thunder, and many disciples who had been affected by the sound of breathing were suddenly awakened. Everyone immediately frantically activated their Fate Soul structure, and a large number of Fate Soul light patterns lit up again. At this moment, the Breathing White Bones slowly raised its head, and two gray-white flames suddenly lit up in its empty eye sockets. The next instant, the transparent lung in the center of its chest cavity suddenly expanded.
Boom!!! All the sand and dust in the world rushed towards its chest cavity, and a huge vortex of grayish-white sand particles formed. The Breathing White Bones slowly opened its mouth. "Hiss----" A sharp inhalation sound resounded throughout the world, and the air within a radius of ten miles began to distort. Countless cultivators suddenly felt a tightness in their chests. Then, the Breathing White Bones slowly exhaled.
"Whoosh—" In an instant, a large swath of grayish-white mist slowly seeped out from between its ribs, the mist like a silent curtain of death. It covered the Chi Lineage's formation, and wherever it passed, the Fate Soul structure in the air began to dim rapidly. Several Chi Lineage disciples suddenly had their pupils contract, and one of them blinked frantically, but the next second, he froze, because he realized that he had forgotten how to blink.
Immediately afterward, the second person began to violently clutch his throat, forgetting to swallow; the third person's legs began to tremble, and his instinct to stand was fading. Chi Jun's eyes suddenly changed. He roared, "Now!!!" Boom--!!! The Myriad Evolutions Return to the Ruins Formation to Nothingness Array in the sky instantly erupted, and the huge, pitch-black Return to the Ruins Wheel suddenly spun.
At the very core of the formation, an ancient, silvery-white Fate Soul mark suddenly lit up. "Chi Lineage Protective Formation Divine Power - Primordial Fate Soul Wall!!" Boom!!! The twelve people simultaneously formed hand seals, and large streams of silvery-white Fate Soul light burst forth from their bodies. These streams of light intertwined and formed a huge, transparent barrier in mid-air, covering thousands of feet.
Countless ancient Fate Soul characters emerged on the surface of the barrier, constantly rotating and forming reverse causal structures. Simultaneously, at the outermost edge of the formation, ninety-nine illusory silver-white ancient bells appeared. Thump!! Thump!! Thump!!
The bell tolled, shattering layer upon layer. Large swaths of gray-white mist crashed against the barrier, causing the entire formation to vibrate wildly. Numerous Fate Soul patterns began to crumble, but ultimately, they managed to block the first breath of the Breathing White Bones. However, the next instant—poof! Three Chi Lineage disciples simultaneously coughed up blood, their chests suddenly splitting open with large cracks in their Fate Soul patterns. One of them had already begun to stare blankly.
He forgot to "breathe," while another clutched his neck, as if suddenly unsure how to swallow. The third was in the worst condition. His legs completely lost their ability to stand, his body collapsed with a thud, and his Fate Soul force began to collapse violently. In the distance, the Breathing White Bones still stood slowly in the center of the white mist, its lungs—which were slowly contracting for the second time.