Ye Qiu and the elder fought, and in the end, despite his best efforts, he couldn’t do anything to the opponent, who simply left. This elder looked like someone about to enter a coffin, yet once he started fighting, he was terrifying. Ye Qiu felt like he was facing a tall mountain, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t climb over it. This person’s realm was surprisingly high, at the very least he was at the Void-breaking Realm. Ye Qiu’s heart was filled with killing intent, a side effect of his dark transformation. As of now, withdrawing from this state wasn’t easy, the killing intent within him was relentless, making him want to destroy everything. Unable to control it, Ye Qiu could only practice his punches around the temple, hoping to mitigate some of the killing intent. The surrounding area was filled with blasts of energy. With each punch, dark energy surged, blasting a huge crater into the ground ahead. "I really want to kill something." Ye Qiu’s eyes were full of a murderous intent, yet the elder had left, and he had no opponents. So even if he wanted to kill, there was no one to kill. In this way, Ye Qiu continuously released his killing intent, and gradually his mind calmed down, the black patterns began to lighten and eventually vanished. Afterward, Ye Qiu sat down on the ground, gasping for air. The dark transformation had disappeared, and his energy was exhausted. Ye Qiu glanced at the chaotic surroundings, supporting his weary body as he returned to the temple. On this moon, besides the elder, he didn’t know if there were any other people. It seemed safer to stay in the temple. In the temple, he didn’t know how much time passed as Ye Qiu relied on the top-grade crystal stones to restore his strength to its peak. It was because Ye Qiu had obtained a lot of top-grade crystal stones, otherwise, for other Martial Artists at the King Realm, they would have already died here. Top-grade crystal stones were used up quickly, and for someone like him at the King Realm, absorbing these stones required a large amount. After all, he wasn’t at his former Myth Realm anymore, and the absorption and refinement process was dozens of times more intense than before. No matter how many top-grade crystal stones there were, they couldn’t withstand such consumption. Besides discovering that mysterious horn in the temple, Ye Qiu hadn’t found a way out. Frustrated, Ye Qiu took out that mysterious horn again. The horn was entirely black, exuding a mysterious aura. It had no markings, just a simple horn. He had tested it before; its sharp tip was extremely sharp and could easily pierce through anything, making it quite the weapon. Ye Qiu was curious about its true purpose. "An object that a supreme being would carry even in death must not be ordinary." Ye Qiu murmured. Then he fiddled with the horn in his hand, suddenly stopping and lifting the mysterious horn to his mouth. A thought crossed Ye Qiu’s mind, and he brought the horn closer to his lips, gently blowing out a breath. A brief and dull sound suddenly rang out and abruptly ended, as Ye Qiu had only blown a small puff of air. Ye Qiu felt this sound carried a trace of magic, resembling an ancient horn. Could it be that its function was to be blown? Something like a trumpet? Ye Qiu scratched his head, unsure if his guess was correct. He took a deep breath, and this time, as he blew into the mysterious horn, it sounded loudly, with the sound spreading rapidly across the moon. The soil on the moon’s surface trembled. Just as Ye Qiu continued blowing the horn, a skeletal hand abruptly reached out from the ground, extending its five claws. In places beyond Ye Qiu’s view, more and more skeletal hands emerged from the ground, then another hand followed. Shortly, a humanoid skeleton broke free from the ground and stood on the moon’s surface. Ye Qiu was unaware that on the other side of the moon, skeletons were emerging one after another. They were entirely devoid of flesh, only bones remained, but their eyes glowed with light, seemingly resonating with the mysterious horn’s call. In a stone house built of rocks, a person meditating suddenly opened his eyes. Feeling an extraordinary aura, this sensation startled him. If Ye Qiu were here, he would surely recognize this person as the elder. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by N0velFire.ɴet "The horn of death, why would it suddenly sound? Could it be..." The elder recalled a person, a young man cursed all over. Soon, a look of joy appeared on the elder’s face. The reason he came to this godforsaken place was for the horn of death. Who would have thought he searched the moon for years in vain, and yet the moment this young man appeared, the horn of death surfaced as well. "One of the three great treasures of Ge Tian, the horn of death, I’ve finally found it. Heaven does not disappoint those who diligently seek!" The elder, in his excitement, had trembling hands. Once he obtained the horn of death, he could become the king among the undead, commanding a death army, unafraid of anyone as he traversed the universe. The elder hesitated no longer. Although the young man was cursed, and he didn’t want to come into contact with him lest he get ensnared, the allure of the horn of death was too great. Acquiring the horn of death was his top priority. "You must still be in the temple." The elder’s eyes flashed, guessing that Ye Qiu hadn’t gone far. This way, he wouldn’t have to spend much time searching. With a thought, the black beetles surrounding him gathered on his back, forming black wings. He looked into the distance and swiftly vanished from the spot. In the temple, after Ye Qiu blew the horn a few times and noticed nothing unusual happening, he was about to place the horn back into a wooden box. Suddenly, just before him, a skeleton wearing a Taoist robe rose from the soil. Green light glowed faintly, staring at Ye Qiu, sending chills down one’s spine. Ye Qiu was startled. Though experienced in many strange sights, he had never seen such a scene where a skeleton came to life. It was too incredible. The skeleton stood there motionless, just staring at Ye Qiu. Initially, Ye Qiu was cautious, but seeing the skeleton being so docile, he relaxed considerably and slowly approached. Ye Qiu flicked the skeleton’s skull with his finger, and the skeleton obediently allowed Ye Qiu to flick it. "Does this thing have a problem with its head?" Ye Qiu wondered. Normally, a living skeleton should be terrifying and attack at sight, yet it didn’t attack him at all. While asking himself, Ye Qiu noticed the skeleton was responding to him, nodding its head. Ye Qiu took two steps back, feeling that the situation was somewhat eerie. Was he having a conversation with a skeleton? Upon hearing Ye Qiu’s voice, the skeleton nodded again. Hearing this, the skeleton indeed approached, shocking Ye Qiu, who immediately shouted, "Stop!" Instantly, the skeleton stopped its steps. It took Ye Qiu quite a while to accept the fact that this skeleton could understand him. But why would it listen to him?