After completing his cultivation, Long Hao couldn't help but look at the fallen Demon Beast before him with a hint of pity. Earth Level Demon Beasts were treasures; not only could their Demon Beads be used, but their resilient skin, sharp horns, and even bones could serve as materials for medicine or refining Spirit Artifacts. Unfortunately, Long Hao had no means to store these treasures and could only salvage the two most precious horns.
Contrary to the novels of previous generations, space treasures akin to mustard seed storage were exceedingly rare in the Profound Yellow Great World. Even the inner sect disciples at Big Dipper Holy Land, the esteemed cultivators, were without such treasures.
"Hmph, just wait until my Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Secret Art reaches Great Accomplishment. I'll have magical treasures, wealth, and beauty aplenty. Hehe..." Comforting himself, Long Hao turned his attention to the depths of the cave. The light grew dimmer, and pure demon qi surged intermittently, giving the impression of a formidable giant beast with oppressive psychological pressure.
"Why did this Vigorous Ox Demon choose to stay here even after being promoted to Earth Level? Could there be some great treasure hidden here?" Long Hao pondered, intrigued by the mysterious cave.
As he ventured deeper, the cave expanded, resembling a giant dragon stretching into the abyss. The demon qi intensified, resisting Long Hao's attempt to maintain a positive mental state.
Eventually, he glimpsed a faint light ahead, lifting his spirits.
It was a vast cave, with a diameter of hundreds of zhang. An enormous hole above allowed demon qi to be continuously drawn in, creating a concentrated environment.
"Crack..." Long Hao, as he stepped into the cave, heard the crisp sound beneath his feet that left him stunned.
White bones, a forest of bones...
The ground was paved with a dense layer of bones, reaching depths unknown. The types of creatures, including Human Race, Demon Beasts, and other Demon Races, varied, from Fleshy Body Realm to Transcendent Realm levels.
A chill ran down Long Hao's spine. The cold wind, coupled with the onslaught of demon qi, seemed to conjure countless ghosts within the cave. The horrific scenes of powerful beings being drained of their blood played out before him.
"Hu hu..." Activating the Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Secret Art, Long Hao took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions. However, an inexplicable sense of foreboding took root in his heart.
Suddenly looking up, Long Hao noticed a peculiar altar in the center of the cave, constructed from the white bones that surrounded it. Strange runes adorned its surface, resembling Demon Race script.
On the altar stood an elliptical boulder about one zhang tall. But what captured Long Hao's attention was a small tree, three feet in height, its entire body radiating a purple glow. Intricate lines adorned its branches and leaves, resembling dark purple blood.
Most importantly, two fruits, resembling longans but emitting a dark golden brilliance, hung from the small tree. They contained a powerful and violent energy reminiscent of a Demon Dragon.
"Blood Soaking Demon Dragon Fruit!" Long Hao, recognizing the precious medicine from the memories of Burning Heaven Demon Emperor, was taken aback.
He couldn't help but wonder if a Demon Dragon had fallen in this location, allowing the Blood Soaking Demon Dragon Fruit to grow.
"Hehe, I've hit the jackpot." Long Hao grinned, picking the two fruits with a wretched expression, seemingly like a satyr who had just laid eyes on a beauty.
However, his joy was short-lived. The elliptical boulder beneath him began violently shaking, causing the entire cave to tremble as if on the brink of collapse.
Caught off guard, Long Hao fell heavily onto the white bones below.
"What the hell, is a stone still fine?" Long Hao muttered as he assessed his sore arm. The violent tremors intensified, causing demon qi to surge throughout the cave. A spectral Demon Dragon formed around the boulder.
Áo hǒu… The Demon Dragon emitted a furious roar, opening its blood-stained maw wide, and an overwhelming Swallowing power erupted.
During this turmoil, Long Hao felt his soul being torn apart, and his body involuntarily drawn towards the demonic force.
Recalling the horrifying scenes he had witnessed earlier, Long Hao's face turned pale. He didn't want to end up like those powerful creatures, drained of their blood and life.
"F*ck, can't you be a bit more considerate after you've matured?" "I don't want to end up as crushed bones!" Uttering two curses, Long Hao went berserk. Activating the Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Secret Art, he awakened all eleven dragon veins, releasing a dazzling golden light to shield himself against the incoming force.