In the boundless Bone Road, a mountain of white bones towered. And inside the white bone mountain, there was actually a golden skeleton!
This skeleton, all golden in colour, as if it was cast in gold, the golden light shone, illuminating through the darkness, causing the corrosive aura to retreat, and the surroundings were actually refreshing. A burst of powerful aura came out from the golden skeleton, making Ao Fan almost stop breathing.
Such a powerful aura, more than twice as strong as those previous skeletons!
Ao Fan quietly exhaled a few breaths and decisively took a few steps back to make himself feel more or less better. Then, he looked towards the golden skeleton's surroundings. Just now, because the golden skeleton was too eye-catching, he didn't even bother to observe the surroundings.
Only to see the surroundings, there is no white bones piled up, forming a small space, just enough for the golden skeleton to lie down without touching the white skeleton.
The golden skeleton's body, there seems to be something else, flooded with a bit of ghostly light. Ao Fan had to get close to take a look, only to find that it was actually a ghost well, which was as black as ink, without a trace of colour coming through, as if there was no bottom in general, the golden skeleton was horizontal on the ghost well.
He secretly guessed what this well was, or what was in it. The centre of the great battle in the past was right above this well, it definitely couldn't be any coincidence.
He couldn't help but step forward once again and reach out his hand, wanting to move the golden skeleton away so that he could enter the Phantom Well to check it out. At this moment, he was already convinced that the people from the Spectral Sword Abyss who were unable to leave must have been blocked by that layer of strange black mist, and that there was originally no danger at its bottom.
However, when his hand was about to touch the golden skeleton, just a fraction of a millimetre away, an unspeakable pressure suddenly came out from the ghostly well underneath the golden skeleton, curling around him, making him unable to move.
Ao Fan was shocked, not wanting to see this phenomenon here. He used all his strength, want to move away from the body, but the result is unable to move even the slightest distance, like a stone that can not move.
Seeing this, he once again looked towards the mysterious well, but could not see the slightest difference!
Just as he was surprised, a thick voice suddenly rang out from this place, saying, "Junior, you have finally found this place."
Ao Fan was surprised again when he heard this, he really didn't think that there was someone else's existence here, he had thought that he was the only one in this endless abyss. Moreover, listening to what the owner of this voice said, it seemed that he had already known that there was such a person as him, how could he not be surprised?
One must know that it was only his first time coming to the Pantheon Sword Abyss, and he had only been here for a dozen days, so there was no reason why someone who was already in the Pantheon Sword Abyss would know about him. Unless, as soon as he entered the Spectral Sword Abyss, this person had already learnt about it, then this person's cultivation would be too terrifying.
"I wonder who senior is?" Ao Fan slowly asked.
His words had just been asked when he felt the force that bound him disappear and he regained his mobility again. He immediately took a few steps back, not daring to move recklessly.
The thick, deep voice continued again, ''Who I am, you need not know. But you must know that you shall not touch that golden-coloured skeleton."
Ao Fan had only reported curiosity about the golden skeleton and had no intention of destroying it, so naturally he would not object and nodded at the words.
"In that case, I will ask you a question first." The mysterious voice paused and then continued to ask, "You are a dragon race, right?"
At those words, Ao Fan was extremely shocked and immediately took a few steps back. This was the first time that someone knew that he was a dragon race as soon as they saw him. One must know that after the Dragon Race took human form, there was not a single difference between them and humans at all, making it almost impossible to be recognised.
The original identity was a major taboo for him. Especially being in the Nine Swords Sect, this identity must never be discovered. Otherwise, it would be murderous to him.
At this moment, the identity was revealed with a single word, which made him how not to be surprised. Moreover, the other party's cultivation was obviously much higher than his, leaving him without even a hint of resistance.
"Junior, there is no need to panic, I will not harm you." That calm mysterious voice reappeared and asked once again, "You should be a mutated dragon race, right, a red dragon is not what you look like."
Ao Fan's heart ruthlessly **, being a Dragon Race being discovered was just a matter of course, he didn't want to even be seen clearly in the special case of a Mutant Divine Beast. He found that it seemed that in front of the owner of this mysterious voice, all secrets could not be covered up.
"You don't have to be afraid, the reason why I know so much is because the fight you had in the sky ten days ago was all seen by me." The mysterious voice said without a word.
Ao Fan's heart and mind were greatly shocked, almost feeling as if he was hallucinating, and whether all the situations in front of him were all illusions. Otherwise, why does the owner of that mysterious voice seem to know everything.
As if reading Ao Fan's inner thoughts, the mysterious voice snorted coldly and said, "Although I am now as crippled as a general inability to act, but the only remaining strength can still see through the nightmare black fog, see the situation outside."
Ao Fan had long guessed that this person's cultivation was extremely terrifying, and was not surprised that he could see outside of the strange fog, and was only slightly relieved. If it was true that the scene during the deadly battle with Yang Tian was seen, then everything was justified.
The owner of the mysterious voice didn't care what Ao Fan thought in his heart, and continued, "After staying here for a hundred years with no one to communicate with, I can only look at the outside world as a way to relieve my loneliness. Your appearance has indeed surprised me. Obviously being a dragon race, you actually have the guts to enter the Sword Dao Sect, I guess the current Sword Dao Sect and the dragon race are mortal enemies."
Ao Fan was stunned at his words and pondered slightly, as if he understood something, then said, "This mountain is indeed called Sword Dao Mountain, but there is no Sword Dao Sect. The cultivation sect on the mountain is called the Nine Swords Sect. The Dragon Clan and the Nine Swords Sect, are indeed mortal enemies, almost water and fire do not mix."
"What!" A voice filled with anger roared up, shaking the four fields, causing the earth to shake and the white bone powder in the White Bone Mountain to brush off, the scene was extremely horrifying. He furiously said, "They even changed the name of the sect, do they really think that I will never be able to turn around? Nine Swords Sect? It's really ridiculous!"
While the mysterious man was raging, Ao Fan could not move at all. It wasn't that he didn't dare to move a bit, but that astonishing aura once again enveloped him, making him unable to move a single muscle.
It was only after a long time that the mysterious person gradually stopped, and the force that had bound Ao Fan was naturally dispelled.
He steadied himself, not wanting to mention the words he had spoken just now, and asked carefully, "From senior's words, it seems that he has long wished for me to come here, I don't know what senior is looking for me to do?"
The mysterious voice forced down his inner fire and said, "I am looking for you, naturally I hope you can do me a favour, and I won't let you work for nothing."