UGB Chapter 170 Deep-Sea Bone Dismantling and Iron Box No. 0
Chapter 170 Deep-Sea Bone Dismantling and Iron Box No. 0
The dark red altar light was distorted and deformed under the immense water pressure. In the seven-thousand-meter-deep sea trench, not even the most pressure-resistant deep-sea blind fish could be found.
Lu Yuan stood at the edge of the altar built of white bones, his gaze fixed on the pale white bone claw.
It was a titanium alloy nameplate that had been severely deformed by water pressure.
The two characters "land warfare" above have rough scratches on the edges, and a trace of extremely faint blood, belonging to a living person, remains in the gaps.
Lu Yuan's fingers paused for half a second on the edge of the pocket of his windbreaker. For the first time ever, a barely perceptible sweat appeared on his palm.
His biological father had been missing for over a decade.
The man whose death was officially declared by the Bureau of Extraordinary Immortals to have occurred in the stagnant pool at the bottom of the capital's prison. His personal identification tag has now appeared in the hands of a demon skeleton that crawled out of an Antarctic glacier.
Sensing the approaching presence of living beings, the demon skeleton lying on the dragon's spine abruptly turned its skull.
Within its two empty eye sockets, the dark red soul fire flickered violently twice. Although this thing lacked complete intelligence, it instinctively sensed a destructive aura emanating from Lu Yuan that even its master feared.
Roar!
The demon skeleton gave up trying to pull out the hundred-meter-long dragon bone. Its thick legs kicked off the altar with a mighty thud.
The immense reaction force forcibly pushed aside tens of thousands of tons of seawater. The bone claw, carrying a violent gust of wind that tore through the seawater, hurtled straight towards Lu Yuan's head. The force of this claw strike was enough to rip the hull of a nuclear submarine apart like paper.
Lu Yuan didn't even try to dodge.
He raised his right hand and reached out to grab the bone claw that was more than ten times his size.
During the Mahayana stage, the physical body forcibly intervenes in the physical rules of the deep sea.
Click!
A sickening cracking sound exploded in the seawater.
The demonic arm bone, said to be able to withstand a miniature nuclear explosion, was gripped by Lu Yuan's wrist with one hand. With a slight exertion of his fingers, the grayish-white bone fragments mixed with putrid marrow exploded into a cloud of powder in the seawater.
Lu Yuan pulled and pried the deformed titanium alloy nameplate into his hand.
He flipped the nameplate over. On the back was a blurred, encrypted serial number from the Chinese military. His fingers traced the scratch, still carrying the scent of living blood, and Lu Yuan's gaze darkened completely.
"Where did you get this?"
Lu Yuan's voice did not travel through the seawater, but instead transformed into a Mahayana stage divine consciousness, like a heavy hammer smashing directly into the brain of the demon skeleton.
The demon skeleton couldn't speak. Losing an arm drove it into extreme rage; a muffled roar came from its chest, and it opened its gaping maw, now just bones, spewing a thick cloud of deep-sea death energy at Lu Yuan.
"You don't appreciate kindness."
Lu Yuan slapped him across the face.
boom!
The seabed trembled violently. The seemingly indestructible head of the demon skeleton was slapped off its cervical spine. After tumbling twice in mid-air, it was completely crushed into dust by the Mahayana stage true essence.
The two dark red soul flames, having lost their vessel, attempted to escape towards the sea.
Lu Yuan made a grasping motion in the air. The soul fire was forcibly pulled back into his palm.
Soul-searching technique.
The raging divine sense brutally tore apart the remaining fragments of memory from the demon's skeleton.
The image is blurry. There are no images of Antarctic glaciers.
Just as the monster swam directly above the Ruins of Guixu, a completely black miniature submarine without any national markings silently broke through the surrounding underwater currents.
Instead of launching weapons from the submarine's torpedo tubes, a sealed decompression chamber was deployed.
The decompression chamber shattered in the deep sea, and the nameplate stained with the blood of a living person fell into the hands of the demon skeleton. It was this blood essence that guided it to accurately locate the spine of the Nascent Soul stage dragon.
Lu Yuan crushed the remnants of soul fire in his hand.
This sign wasn't brought all the way from Antarctica.
Behind Tianji Pavilion and the Shield Consortium, there is another hand manipulating the chessboard.
The owner of this hand not only knew about the interdimensional plan in the Sirius Star Region, but also knew that Lu Yuan's biological father was not dead. Furthermore, the owner was using Lu Zhan's personal belongings as bait.
"They drop a package from the ocean floor, just to let me know they're still alive."
Lu Yuan put the titanium alloy nameplate into his storage ring.
"Want to go fishing? Then I'll completely destroy your fishpond."
With the death of the demon skeleton, the altar completely lost its suppressive power.
The hundred-meter-long, translucent, pale gold dragon spine was pushed upwards by the raging black dragon vein below.
The altar, with its large chunks of white bones, began to collapse.
A massive amount of death energy from the earth's veins, mixed with polluted spiritual energy, surged wildly outwards from the cracks in the dragon's bones. The surrounding seawater was instantly dyed the color of ink.
If this dragon vein is completely blown up, tens of millions of people along the East China Sea coast will all mutate into mindless, bloodthirsty monsters in their sleep tonight.
Lu Yuan stepped on the top of the dragon's spine.
The true essence of the peak Mahayana stage poured down from the soles of his feet without reservation.
Boom!
The dragon skeleton, which was surging upwards, was abruptly stopped by this terrifying force. The entire seven-thousand-meter-deep seabed trench let out a mournful cry of unbearable pressure.
"Using the bones of a Nascent Soul stage demon beast as a plug. Do they really think the origin of Earth is a toilet, something you can clog or flush as you please?"
Lu Yuan squatted down and gripped the natural bone spurs on the edge of the dragon bone tightly with both hands.
All the muscles in my body tensed instantly. A screeching sound of fabric tearing came from the seams of my black windbreaker.
Up!
The seabed, stretching for hundreds of miles, was violently churning by this brute force. Countless benthic creatures were shattered into a bloody mist.
Lu Yuan painstakingly and painstakingly pulled that hundred-meter-long transparent dragon bone out from the depths of the Earth's mantle!
A blinding pale golden light illuminated the pitch-black abyss. The blood and energy of a powerful demon in the Integration Stage contained within this bone were countless times purer than the main tendon of the Black Water Serpent used to brew medicine for Lu Qingxue.
The storage ring flashed with light.
The hundred-meter-long dragon bone vanished instantly.
The moment the stopper was pulled, the black dragon vein below, suppressed for hundreds of years, roared and surged toward the sea like a mad beast.
Lu Yuan formed an extremely ancient hand seal with one hand.
The phantom of the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron suddenly appeared in the sea. This supreme magic weapon, which once suppressed the eternal fortune of the cultivation world, was now just a remnant, but it was more than enough to deal with a native dragon vein of Earth.
"receive."
The Mother Qi Cauldron tilted upside down in the seawater. The immense suction force directly enveloped the erupting black dragon vein.
The Yin energy, death energy, and nuclear radiation remnants left behind by the Sirius star system were ruthlessly stripped away and devoured by the Mother Qi Cauldron. Only the purest original spiritual energy of Earth remained, which flowed back into the depths of the seabed.
Having finished all that, Lu Yuan followed the jet of water erupting from the spiritual energy and burst directly out of the sea.
The wreckage of the cruise ship had long been swallowed up by the underwater whirlpools. Only a few pieces of deck floating on the surface and a layer of pungent heavy oil pollution remained.
The first rays of dawn tore through the night sky over the East China Sea.
Lu Yuan sat on a piece of wreckage from a lifeboat that hadn't sunk yet and took out the heavy bronze box from his storage ring.
He casually retrieved this thing while using his telekinetic soul-drawing technique in the lower deck of the cruise ship.
The box was covered in green rust and engraved with a circle of twisted star array patterns. What concerned Lu Yuan the most was that the aura emanating from the box was exactly the same as the void cracks on the surface of the Nine Heavens Storage Ring on his finger.
Earth, a wasteland depleted of spiritual energy, cannot even nurture a Nascent Soul stage lightning tribulation. It is simply impossible for it to contain physical objects that embody the same void laws.
Those idiots at the S.H.I.E.L.D. could never build something like that.
Lu Yuan tapped his fingers twice on the rust.
The true essence of the Mahayana stage transformed into a sharp steel needle, violently piercing the restriction on the surface of the box.
clack.
The box made a dry, clicking sound as the mechanism snapped open.
There were no magical treasures, no elixirs, and no top-secret documents inside.
There was only one shriveled eyeball.
Three blackened silver needles were firmly stuck in the very center of the eyeball.
Lu Yuan frowned slightly.
The style, length, and even the lingering smell of medicinal residue on these three silver needles were all too familiar.
The Locked Dragon Well in the old town of Jiangnan. Tao Xuan, who, in order to guard the well, relied on a thin pipe inside the wall and three silver needles in his chest to sustain his life.
Lu Yuan pinched the eyeball between two fingers. Beneath the eyeball was a neatly folded piece of waterproof paper.
The paper contained a line of crooked words written in fresh blood.
"Case No. 0 of the Sky Survey Bureau. Bottom floor of the air-raid shelter. Engineer Zhou is not dead."
Lu Yuan's fingers tightened suddenly. The oiled paper instantly turned to dust.
Engineer Zhou.
The technician from the Tianjian Bureau who made a deal with Gu Ning, a member of the conglomerate, to save his son's life, and forcibly activated Pump No. 3 to pump wastewater into the Lock Dragon Well.
According to the intelligence Lin Zhen had previously reported regarding the aftermath, Engineer Zhou had already been silenced by the S.H.I.E.L.D. consortium. His body, along with the abandoned water pumping station, was burned to ashes.
If this eyeball belongs to Tao Xuan, then this old codger is using this extremely tragic method to cry for help.
Sirius's pawns on Earth are far more than just the S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance. The Skywatch Bureau's foundation is rotten to the core even more than it appears on the surface.
Lu Yuan pulled out the specially made military satellite phone from the inside pocket of his down jacket. Its waterproof performance was indeed excellent; it hadn't broken even after being submerged at a depth of 7,000 meters in the ocean for so long.
Dial Lin Zhen's hotline.
It beeped twice. The call was connected.
Lin Zhen's extremely heavy breathing came from the other end of the phone, with chaotic footsteps and piercing red alarms in the background.
"Mr. Lu! Are you... done on your end?"
"The plug on the East China Sea has been removed. The skeletons on the seabed have also been completely dismantled." Lu Yuan looked at the horizon, which was turning a pale white.
The sound of a teacup shattering came from the other end of the phone. Old Li was obviously listening nearby; his legs were probably cramping right now.
Lu Yuan didn't give them time to process this information.
"The underground air-raid shelter of the Jiangnan Astronomical Bureau. Who's imprisoned on the bottom level?"
Lin Zhen's voice visibly faltered for a moment.
"The bottom floor of the air-raid shelter? That's an abandoned equipment warehouse. It was sealed off thirty years ago. There's no one in there. Why are you suddenly asking about this?"
"Nobody's here." Lu Yuan sneered.
"You cremated Engineer Zhou's body yourselves?"
Lin Zhen gasped.
"Zhou's body was taken over by personnel from the Third Division of headquarters... Wait! Division Chief Zhou Ming was just turned into a vegetable after you performed a soul search yesterday. The person taking over the files is a special envoy from headquarters!"
Lu Yuan stood up. The half of the lifeboat beneath his feet was crushed by his foot.
"You bunch of useless trash. Your hometown has been emptied out, and you're still filling out forms and writing reports."
Lu Yuan raised his head and looked in the direction of the capital.
"Prepare a helicopter. Go to the abandoned meat processing plant in the old town of Jiangnan. Dig out that old geezer Tao Xuan. That old bastard is pretty good at playing dead."
Lin Zhen's voice began to tremble.
"Mr. Lu... Elder Tao disappeared three days ago. And..."
"And what? Speak clearly."
"The remnants of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance and the S.H.I.E.L.D. have gone mad. They activated the Heavenly Thunder Array ahead of schedule. Right there on the ruins of the martial arts arena in the capital that you shattered."
Lin Zhen swallowed hard, his voice filled with undisguised despair.
"They hung Ye Qingcheng on the tallest stone pillar in the ruins. They even started a global live stream on the dark web, announcing that lightning would be drawn precisely at noon. If you didn't go, Ye Qingcheng's meridians would be pulverized into charred remains by the heavenly lightning. And..."
"They used Ye Qingcheng's blood to draw a fragmented star array pattern on the ruins. Our headquarters' technical experts compared it, and that array pattern has an 80% similarity to the interdimensional teleportation array you destroyed beneath the Heavenly Prison ruins!"
Lu Yuan's movement, which had been suspended in mid-air, froze.
He touched the "Land Warfare" plaque inside the ring.
They used Ye Qingcheng as bait. They forcibly drew an array on the already destroyed ruins.
These people weren't trying to lead him to rescue anyone.
They wanted to use the terrifying energy from his Mahayana stage true essence eruption as a trigger to restart the abandoned interdimensional passage.
"These bastards. They really won't give up until they're completely cornered."
Lu Yuan hung up the phone.
The windbreaker on my body fluttered in the sea breeze. Moisture evaporated instantly into white mist on the surface of the clothes.
He took a step forward. The air exploded with a sonic boom.
"Since you all enjoy thunder so much, today I'll show you what true celestial tribulation is all about."