Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 622

Chapter 622: 228. Star Raft Market, Brushing Past (6.2K words - Asking for Subscription)_4

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On the ancient ship, Song Yan stood quietly, gazing out the window.

The bustling city was still rather lively.

From time to time, he saw Great Cultivators descending from the sky, leading many smaller cultivators to roam around.

The realm of a Great Cultivator was beyond his comprehension, but among the smaller cultivators, there might be those in the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Connecting this to Di Cunxin leaving with ease just now, he roughly understood the goodwill of Senior Sister Ning Yunmiao.

It was simply to scare the children, preventing him from running around to avoid accidents.

Just then, Song Yan saw a lantern floating mid-air, flickering on and off.

His Divine Sense turned, discovering there was more than one.

Numerous lanterns began to flicker, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, their speed gradually increasing from slow, and the degree of fluctuation transitioning from subtle flashing to a black and white alternation, like the occasional lightning in a pitch-dark stormy night.

Swish!!

Swish!!

Bright! Dark! Bright! Dark! Alternating ceaselessly, like malicious eyes blinking!

Song Yan looked at Hua Linglong beside him, and for an instant, Hua Linglong’s face turned deathly pale, and then plunged into darkness.

Within the Profound Qi, there was a mysterious sense of viscosity emerging, the distant darkness grew heavy, and an eerie wind rose from nowhere, prompting the Nine Black Immortal Cranes to hastily spread their wings, forming a formation to protect the wobbling Ancient Bronze Ship.

The golden flames within the fissures of the ancient ship took on a precarious feeling.

Everything was so unsettling.

"Brother Song, do you know what’s happening?" Hua Linglong asked.

Song Yan replied, "I don’t know, but it’s certainly nothing good."

Just as he spoke, a harrowing scream reached from afar, it was the voice of a cultivator, echoing as if being disemboweled, and faint rapid sounds lingered in the air.

"Ghost Gate! The Ghost Gate has opened! Ghost Gate!!! Ghost..."

It was abruptly cut off.

From another direction soon arose a mixture of noise.

"Master... Master has turned to stone!!"

"Blood, so much blood, it’s the World-Devouring Beast, the World-Devouring Beast is here!"

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