Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 597

Chapter 597: 221. The dove occupies the magpie’s nest, the ancestor returns to position (6.0K words - seeking subscription)

Deep within the Sea of Suffering, an unnamed island.

Song Yan’s figure darted, already reaching the depths of the island.

A crystal-clear human skeleton sat cross-legged, with nothing in front of it.

Song Yan was not surprised. Opportunities born under the very eyes of the Master of Heaven and Earth could hardly be the turn of later generations. If it truly were his turn, he would have to be on guard again.

The mystical breeze once again wafted up.

Song Yan looked and saw that the obsessions in the air here touched this crystalline skeleton, which then naturally turned into a clear breeze after being purified.

This skeleton, even in death, still retained an aroma, sitting in the center of the Sea of Suffering, as if to transcend the obsessions of the Celestial Demons in the world.

An inexplicable respect welled up from the bottom of his heart.

He thought of the mysterious elder Ning Daozhen from the "Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace" in the void before, and Song Yan vaguely realized that the white stone he unintentionally picked up was most likely related to this skeleton, at least had a great connection.

In the past, Ning Daozhen unveiled the trap laid for him by the Formless Ancestor in a single sentence, prompting him to decisively discard the Black and White Dragon Bracelet.

Now, this mysterious skeleton had helped him undergo a rebirth through fire, realizing his true Lifebound Realm and Lifebound Characters, and had also resolved the Fire Demon Dragon.

"The grace of saving life, the grace of rebirth...

This cause and effect, though the senior did it unintentionally, is also a fate between you and me.

Unfortunately, the senior’s name and glorious deeds remain unknown.

But even if I observed, I wouldn’t comprehend its profundity, as ephemeral as an insect looking up at the vast sky, only to make the senior laugh at me."

Song Yan laughed freely, then focused on the skeleton, kneeling with utmost respect, putting his hands to the ground, and kowtowed three times, before turning away.

There was no adventure or surprise, nor did the kowtowing reveal a heritage of Divine Skill.

This was merely a grateful young man’s respect for his predecessor.

Song Yan’s heart was unprecedentedly fulfilled.

He stood up, laughing heartily.

In the depths of despair, a new life emerges, heaven does not abandon humans.

He was reborn through death, what could be more joyous in the world?

He reached the edge of the island, lightly crossed his hands behind his back, fixated on the dark waves of the Sea of Suffering, and stepped forward.

No ripples spread out.

He continued to stride.

Clearly, the Divine Soul that all obsessions and Celestial Demons craved was so openly exposed outside, yet nothing happened though the obsessions should have swarmed in like hungry wolves...

It was as if an Immortal Jade Heaven, occasionally tired of Immortal Brew, tread across the Vast Sea, leisurely strolling, step by step without ripples, untouched by cause and effect.

The deep black ocean, the purely white human form, crystal-clear flowing hair, so incompatible, yet stirring the Divine Soul so profoundly.

Song Yan stood hands behind in the Sea of Suffering. This world, which looked like Hell to the Divine Infant’s Transcending Eye, appeared no different than ordinary ground to him.

... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

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