Chapter 364

Chapter 364: The Curse of Blame

Upon entering, they found not just dragon tendons and blood. The stone walls were covered with colorful dragon scales, while dried bloodstains littered the ground below.

You You gaped. This looked less like a sacred site for the Long Clan and more like a dragon graveyard.

“Scarlet Bone Mountain holds many dragon corpses,” Yuan Qi observed. The magical plants blanketing the mountain clearly fed on these remains to thrive.

“Why would they do this?” You You frowned. The cunning Long Clan, especially their scheming leader Long Ting, had even tricked Divine Clan members into dying during their Demon Realm invasion to secure power. Yet they turned on their own kin? “Are they just that bored?”

“They’re forging Bone Dragons,” Feng Rong stated firmly. “This flesh was willingly discarded to create skeletal forms. Only through this process could they become Bone Dragons.”

“Wait.” You You blinked, recalling the dragon forms. “I thought becoming bone dragons was part of demonic transformation?”

“What does bone structure have to do with corruption?” Feng Rong countered. “All beings can fall to darkness, yet most demons keep their flesh. Even Gong Xi remained a whole fox after turning demonic. Only the Long Clan became walking skeletons.”

“Does becoming bone dragons boost their Cultivation?”

“No.” Feng Rong shook his head. “Dragon flesh already rivals bone in durability. This change brings no advantage.”

“Then why mutilate themselves?” You You muttered.

Feng Rong gestured downward. “Bone refinement requires massive energy. There should be a formation here.”

“Below us.” Yuan Qi pointed. The trio descended swiftly to find a bloodstained platform littered with dragon scales. A massive formation lay etched into the stone, long inactive.

You You circled the platform. “This is where they shed their flesh. But why?”

“We need context from that time,” Yuan Qi said.

You You’s eyes lit up. Golden light enveloped her as white mist coalesced, revealing ghostly images.

“Temporal shadows,” she explained. “Souls passing through here left imprints in the Forgetting River’s origin. I’m reconstructing their final moments.”

The vision clarified – the same platform, but cleaner. A white dragon struggled against chains, begging a black-robed Long Ting: “Clan Leader! Spare me! I’ll die without my flesh!”

Long Ting scowled. “The Heavenly Dao’s curse plagues our clan. Only bone refinement breaks it!”

“But I’m too weak!” The dragon wept.

“Silence!” Long Ting roared. “Would you rather perish like half our kin – souls scattered, bodies obliterated?” He activated the formation.

Red light flared. The dragon shrieked as blades of energy flayed its flesh in a grotesque spectacle. You You waved the vision away.

Both women turned to Yuan Qi.

“I never cursed them,” he said helplessly. “Once they became demons, they fell beyond Heavenly Dao’s reach. My power was mostly sealed anyway.”

You You pondered. Gong Xi mentioned numerous dragons entering the Demon Realm, yet only eight Bone Dragons remained. “What curse killed them after becoming demons?”

“Visit the Nether King,” Yuan Qi suggested. “The Recursion Mirror might show what happened to these ‘cursed’ souls.”