Chapter 370: Chapter 335: Bone Mountain

At first, it was merely a shadow resembling raised terrain. As the distance closed, however, the silhouette grew increasingly distinct. It looked like a mountain.

One of the disciples immediately retrieved a Paper Crane. He extended his index finger, tracing a half-circle in the empty air. A wisp of azure Spiritual Light, fine as a strand of hair, rose from his fingertip and vanished into the Paper Crane. A second later, the paper construct sprang to life. It flapped its wings gently and flew toward the mountain’s silhouette.

It did not take long before the disciple sensed something. With a casual wave of his hand, countless droplets of mist materialized out of thin air, rapidly coalescing into a waist-high Water Curtain. The projection displayed a bird’s-eye view from high above, clearly revealing the mountain’s full expanse to everyone present.

Everyone froze in stunned silence. It was indeed a mountain, but the entire structure was built from countless piled-up skeletons.

Layers of grayish-white bone fragments piled along the ridge’s contours, stretching toward the peak like a mass graveyard buried beneath the sands of time. Countless assorted weapons were wedged tightly within the gaps between the remains. Long Swords, battle axes, short spears, steel blades, and halberds peppered the slope from the foothills to the ridge. There were too many to take in at once, creating the image of a massive tomb constructed entirely from blades and bones.

At that very moment, hundreds of adventurers were climbing the ridge. Their figures wove through the bone piles. Sometimes they crouched to rummage for weapons hidden in the crevices, and other times they engaged in brutal combat with the Undead Monsters crawling out from the remains. Every so often, someone would yank an intact weapon from the skeletons, raise it high, and shout in excitement.

"What is that?" the Catman youth asked, his face full of shock.

Una’s eyes lit up. "Who cares what it is? As long as we confirm there are Spiritual Weapons up there, that’s all that matters."

The rest of the group snapped out of their daze. Joyous expressions broke out across their faces as they quickened their pace toward the Bone Mountain.

Upon nearing the Bone Mountain, they wasted no time and began their ascent. Undead Monsters frequently burst from the piles on either side of the ridge to attack them. Most were the same armored, blade-wielding skeletons they had encountered before, though occasionally a larger variant appeared. None, however, could halt their advance.

As the Qi Dao Cultivator with the highest cultivation base present, Ivy possessed a much sharper perception for Spiritual Weapons than the others. She did not need to touch the weapons individually to inspect them; merely passing within a certain radius allowed her to pinpoint the exact direction of their Spiritual fluctuations.

Passing by a depression in the bone piles, she suddenly slowed her steps. Her gaze landed on a sword hilt buried among the fragments and dirt. The exposed section was barely two fingers long and heavily rusted, blending almost perfectly with the surrounding bones. Without close inspection, it would have gone completely unnoticed.

Without hesitation, Ivy twitched her right hand. A translucent section of her Flowing Cloud Water Sleeve drifted out from her cuff, wrapped securely around the hilt, and whipped back, dropping the item right into her palm. She examined it closely, a faint trace of a smile touching the corners of her eyes.

"It is indeed a Spiritual Weapon."

Seeing the prize in her hand, the disciples felt their Spirit lifted, their morale surging higher. During the continued climb, the group successively unearthed several more weapons radiating a Spirit Soul aura from the crevices and skeletal heaps.

The surrounding adventurers quickly noticed the squad’s presence. Watching them dig up piece after piece of Magic Equipment made many bystanders red-eyed with envy.

"What’s the deal with those guys? How are they pinpointing Magic Equipment so accurately?"

"They must have some method to track it... Should we make a move?"

"Don’t be an idiot. Didn’t you see there are Elves and Half-Elves in that group? If you want to get yourself killed, leave me out of it!"

Prompted by the warning, many adventurers finally realized that the diverse team was heavily mixed with Elves and Half-Elves. It was common knowledge in the eastern continent that Elves and Half-Elves working hand-in-hand meant only one thing: they belonged to the Silver Moon Race.

Realizing this, the previously restless adventurers silently withdrew their gazes, no longer daring to entertain any greedy thoughts. Ivy and her group paid no mind to the staring eyes, dedicating their full attention to the search for Spiritual Weapons.

The squad fought their way up the slope, gradually nearing the peak. Right then, Ivy suddenly halted her movements and raised her hand slightly. The others stopped in their tracks immediately, looking forward with guarded expressions.

The summit was a relatively flat plateau of remains. On the ground paved with skeletons and shattered armor, roughly a hundred weapons were scattered randomly, wedged between the bones and dirt. Swords, blades, battle axes, halberds, and short spears—each possessed a different shape, yet without exception, they all emitted calm Spiritual fluctuations. However, the group had no time to care about these Spiritual Weapons. Instead, their eyes fixed on the very center of the armory.

A burly silhouette stood there in total silence. Its frame was far larger than any Undead Monster they had encountered thus far. A layer of practically pristine dark armor covered its thick, sturdy skeletal structure. In its hands rested a broad-bladed greatsword proportionate to its massive size. The blade was thick as a slab and exuded Spiritual fluctuations that vastly surpassed all previous Spiritual Weapons. A helmet obscured most of its face, revealing only the eye sockets where two clusters of pale flames flickered faintly.

Just standing there, the oppressive aura emanating from this Undead Monster involuntarily made the disciples stiffen their backs. This was an undead creature at the Golden Tier, at the absolute minimum!

The dozens of adventurer corpses scattered around the beast served as further proof of its extreme danger. The first wave of adventurers to reach the summit had halted several dozen meters away. Their greedy gazes swept over the Spiritual Weapons, yet, terrified by the Undead Monster’s oppressive might, they hesitated to step forward. Meanwhile, the monster simply remained in place, making no move to attack. Both sides were locked in a bizarre stalemate.

Una leaned half a step closer to Ivy and lowered her voice. "Are we going to make a move? The Golden Tier won’t be easy to deal with."

Although the team lacked any Golden Tier experts, if Ivy led the charge with everyone pooling their strength, they had a strong chance of taking down a lower Golden Tier Undead Monster. The fear, however, was that its strength exceeded the lower rungs. If it was an upper Golden Tier, or even at the Golden Tier peak, the situation would be incredibly thorny.

Ivy did not answer right away. Her gaze lingered on the Undead Monster for a moment, as if evaluating something. A short while later, she withdrew her stare, surveyed the surrounding disciples, and asked, "Who here has practiced Array formations?"

The question was sudden, but the disciples reacted swiftly, with more than half stepping forward. Most Taichu City disciples dabbled in Arrays once their cultivation reached the standard. This did not mean setting up Array installations, but rather executing battle Array formations. Disciples who frequently ventured out would purposely practice several cooperative formations to prepare for unexpected situations.

"Who knows the Seven Stars Falling Fate Array?" Ivy asked next.

This time, only twelve disciples stepped forward.

Ivy swept her gaze over them and quickly selected the six with the highest cultivation. She issued her orders concisely. "The rest of you cover our flanks and stay on high alert. You six, form the Array with me. We are going to kill that Undead Monster."

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