NOVEL NEXT Chapter 770: The Prime Demon’s Finger Bone is About to Emerge
The group gathered around the unremarkable patch of earth, scrutinizing it from every angle, yet none could discern its secrets.
Could this barren wasteland truly hold clues to the Primordial Demon Soil?
Shen Mo offered no explanation. Instead, he retrieved several arrays, distributing them to Fu Zu and Jiu Yin.
"Do you both still possess arrays?" he inquired.
Fu Zu, puzzled, nodded. "Naturally."
Jiu Yin observed the arrays Shen Mo provided and suddenly asked, "Are we to seal something?"
"Exactly," Shen Mo confirmed.
Jiu Yin then produced an array disk and flags. "I have a sealing array, won from Fu Zu in a wager long ago."
Fu Zu shot him an exasperated glance. "That wager ended in a draw—yet you insist you won."
"Time and again, you've spun the tale to your favor. But to recount it before these juniors? Is this not deliberate?"
"Are you not seeking to prejudice them into thinking you outmatch me?"
Jiu Yin shrugged, unapologetic.
Shen Mo merely smiled faintly.
Soon, the arrays were deployed.
Jiu Yin stated calmly, "With arrays of this strength, even a Sage of the Unrestrained Heaven Realm would be confined."
"Unless their energy is exhausted, nothing within shall escape."
The others nodded in agreement, though confusion lingered.
What, then, did Shen Mo intend?
Would some terror emerge from the earth?
Fu Zu transmitted his voice to Jiu Yin, "I scanned with my divine sense—nothing lies beneath."
Jiu Yin stood with hands clasped behind his back. "Your failure speaks for itself."
Fu Zu frowned. "You sensed something?"
Jiu Yin's expression remained impassive. "I did not."
Fu Zu fumed, "You—"
At that moment, with the arrays secured, Shen Mo retrieved the core of the Sacred Demon Tree and summoned Mo Mingyu.
Understanding his intent, she sliced her palm and dripped blood onto the core.
Shen Mo immediately drove it into the ground.
Within moments, the core sprouted roots that burrowed deep into the earth.
Instantly, a rift appeared before them.
Ethereal, elusive, as though unbound by their realm.
A bone-chilling demonic aura seeped forth, tendrils of darkness probing the surroundings like living shadows.
Fu Zu and Jiu Yin furrowed their brows, sensing immense peril.
Something ancient stirred within, on the verge of awakening.
Shen Mo's voice cut through the tension: "The Prime Demon's finger bone is about to emerge."
"All of you—seal it together!"
Only upon hearing these words did enlightenment strike.
The Prime Demon's finger bone!
The very relic the three Great Demon Kingdoms had sought for millennia!
The Prime Demon—the first demon born of creation.
The three Great Demon Kingdoms and countless tribes traced their lineage to him.
Yet the Prime Demon possessed no wisdom, only primal instinct—a manifestation of the Demon Path itself.
After begetting the demon race, the Prime Demon vanished alongside the Primordial Demon Soil.
His finger bone was the sole remnant of his existence.
Legends spoke of ancient Sages from the same era who had sacrificed their lives to unleash a cataclysmic strike—one that severed but a single finger bone.
Many demons believed that possessing the bone might lead them back to the Prime Demon and the Primordial Demon Soil.
But the bone's whereabouts remained a mystery, lost to time.
Shen Mo claimed it lay within this rift?
If true, they could locate the Primordial Demon Soil before the Demon Race and eradicate it once and for all!
Fu Zu, Jiu Yin, Xiang Yuan, and the Dragon Turtle immediately assumed battle stances, summoning their most potent artifacts and techniques. Mo Mingyu likewise unsheathed her bone spear, her gaze fixed upon the ethereal rift.
In that instant, a skeletal silhouette erupted from the fissure, lunging toward the group.
BOOM!
The specter collided violently with the sealing array, unleashing a deafening roar.
It hurled itself repeatedly against the barrier, yet failed to breach its confines. Layer upon layer of enchantments—nested arrays, interlocking formations, and superimposed wards—held firm. As Jiu Yin had declared, even an Unrestrained Heaven Realm Sage would be effortlessly confined here.
Only now did the entity reveal its form: a towering skeleton bone, over a man's height yet unmistakably a finger bone, impossibly colossal. Its surface bore vestigial facial features, twisted in a silent snarl. Within the array, it thrashed and shrieked like a maddened beast.
"Is this the Prime Demon's finger bone? How enormous!" Xiang Yuan gasped in terror.
The Dragon Turtle mused, "Legends claimed the Prime Demon's form was gargantuan—I dismissed them as myth. Now I see the truth."
Fu Zu added grimly, "None of us have ever beheld the Prime Demon, only heard tales of his mountain-like stature."
Jiu Yin's expression darkened, "Most alarming is that even this fragment has developed sentient features."
As they spoke, the finger bone ceased its assault, scanning each of them intently before fixing its hollow gaze upon Shen Mo. After a pause, it spoke:
"You... why... confine me?"
Its voice was halting at first, but by the sentence's end, it flowed with unnerving fluency.
The group froze in dread. Had it learned their language merely by observing them? Such rapid cognition was horrifying.
The finger bone turned to Shen Mo, "And you—who are you?"
Shen Mo remained silent, studying the entity.
As anticipated, the Life Interface revealed nothing:
[Name: Prime Demon's Finger Bone]
[Realm: ???]
[Destiny: ???]
[Fate: ???]
[Recent Opportunity: ???]
[Recent Turning Point: ???]
Only its name was legible.
Perhaps artifacts tied to the Prime Demon touch upon the ultimate secrets of this world, Shen Mo reflected. My Life Interface too is one such mystery.
He spoke gravely, "All of you—seal it together!"
"Agreed!" they responded in unison, unleashing their artifacts.
Though formidable, the finger bone was immobilized by the sealing array, leaving it vulnerable. Overwhelmed by the combined assault of multiple Sages, it could only endure.
Soon, it grew docile, ceasing its struggles. Yet its bone structure remained unscathed—a testament to its nigh-invulnerability.
"The bone possesses an instinct to reunite with its source," Shen Mo explained.
"Use it as a compass, and we will locate the Primordial Demon Soil."
Xiang Yuan frowned, "But how do we transport it? It's sentient—it won't fit in a storage pouch."
Fu Zu produced a treasure sack, "I have an artifact capable of containing it."
With a gesture, he shrank the finger bone and sealed it within.
"Proceed," Shen Mo ordered.