Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2840: Chapter 136: The Killing Trap of White Bone Tomb

White bones like a forest, tombs like mountains, piled together, pure white and eerie.

This is the forbidden ground of the Shugubu, the White Bone Tomb.

The ”endgame place” sealed by Gui Tao’s people with famine, encompassing dozens of large and small mountain realms, including the Third Grade Vermilion Bird Mountain Realm.

The White Bone Tomb is located in the heart of the Vermilion Bird Mountain Realm, thus not shrouded by famine.

At this time, the eerie White Bone Forest was stained with blood.

The Chief Shugou, half demonized, half rotten, was pierced through the chest by the Demon-slaying Bone Blade of General Lugu, pinned to the ground, barely alive.

Corpses lay all around.

These corpses included the Chief’s confidants, as well as Golden Core barbarian generals and many barbarian soldiers under Lugu’s command.

The blood of the corpses flowed across the ground.

Many bone forests were all broken, and some tombstone sites at the periphery were also smashed to pieces, showing that there had been a hard-fought battle before.

And now the battle was over, everything settled.

The Great Chief had been defeated by Lugu, his life force slowly fading.

This was the second time Mo Hua saw the Chief Shugou.

This time closer, Mo Hua could clearly see the deep creases on the Chief’s face, like ravines, and those murky, hawk-like eyes.

In those eyes, there must be many stories, of tribulations or filth.

But now, these stories would all vanish along with the Chief Shugou’s life.

This should also be the last time Mo Hua would see the Chief Shugou.

He had to play chess, and in playing, pieces must be sacrificed; a cold chess player wouldn’t care too much about a single piece’s story.

The Chief Shugou raised his murky eyes and glanced at Mo Hua.

This was also the second time he saw Mo Hua.

But this time, he could no longer ignore this peculiar boy resembling a shaman.

Because in the previous slaughter, it was this boy who ordered Lugu to kill.

It was he who commanded the Bone Heavy Armored Soldiers.

He revealed his own vulnerability to Lugu, allowing Lugu, with a Magic Treasure, the Demon Bone Cutting Knife, to break his demonized bone body and take his dying life.

A Foundation Establishment, commanding ancestor’s heavy armored soldiers.

A Foundation Establishment, ordering a late Golden Core Stage general.

And with Lugu’s unruly nature, he surprisingly obeyed his words.

Obeying the words of a Foundation Establishment.

The Chief Shugou, even if ignorant, now understood.

Understood whose hands he had likely fallen into.

He really wanted to know the identity of this young man, who had used all means to destroy his life’s work.

But it was too late, his life had reached its end.

Heaven hadn’t given him more fate.

Once a formidable hero in his youth, now the Chief Shugou, facing the end of his life, was like a decaying piece of deadwood, only filled with the fear of death:

”Victory and defeat... I’ve exhausted my heart power for a lifetime, paid such a high price... yet in the end... it’s all in vain...”

”In one’s life, what is the Dao, and what is immortality...”

The Chief Shugou finished speaking, his eyes open, and died.

A generation of heroes ended, but the ending was not glorious.

He died in the internal conflict of the tribe, by the hands of his own general, without even a heroic final battle.

Aging had weakened him too much, and time was too unforgiving to him.

But Lugu let out a long sigh of relief, as the sorrow lodged in his heart finally eased somewhat after avenging his enemy.

He could now console the spirit of his deceased brother in heaven.

Now, there was only one thing missing...

Lugu turned his head to Mo Hua, ”Mr. Witch, I want to offer the Chief’s heart to the ancestors, it’s a custom of the Shugubu.”

Mo Hua didn’t understand this custom, but nodded, ”Alright.”

Lugu then cut open the Chief’s chest, dug out his heart, and with blood-stained hands, walked towards the depths of the White Bone Tomb.

Lugu said this White Bone Tomb was dangerous, but walking inside it, aside from the pervading bone white and eerie silence, there was nothing else unusual.

Everyone kept walking deeper.

Lugu held the Chief Shugou’s heart.

Iron Skill Bone and others carried the Chief’s corpse.

They reached in front of an enormous bone tomb deeper inside.

This bone tomb, towering and solemn, was sealed, seemingly burying many of the Shugubu ancestors.

Lugu stopped and instructed Iron Skill Bone to place the Chief’s body on the bone table before them.

He himself placed the Chief’s heart into a white bone bowl in front of the altar.

Mo Hua was puzzled, ”This is...”

Lugu replied, ”This is our Shugubu tradition, after every Chief dies, regardless of their deeds or rights and wrongs in life, they must offer their heart in this ancestral tomb of bones, to be buried and rest in peace.”

As he said this, Lugu’s gaze became a bit more somber, ”The Chief perhaps in life... also felt his life was nearing its end, knowing his fate was sealed, so he came to the White Bone Tomb, wishing to die in front of his ancestors.”

Lugu had enmity with the Chief, but now with the Chief’s death, there was also some respect in his words.

Mo Hua nodded.

Lugu then looked at Iron Skill Bone who had remained silent, and said, ”Iron Skill Bone, you can begin the ritual dance.”

Mo Hua was a bit curious, ”Iron Skill Bone also must dance?”

Lugu explained, ”Iron Skill Bone is named ’Bone’, his ancestors served the Barbarian God, specializing in the ritual dances of the witch cultivators.”

”Oh...” Mo Hua nodded.

No wonder he had always felt Iron Skill Bone danced well, turns out his ancestors had a heritage of it.

It seems he was quite accurate in having Iron Skill Bone dance.