Chapter 138 | Overtime Necromancy: My Legion Never Sleeps

"Pure white stone?"

Chen Xu held the stone in his hand and teleported beneath the Whispering Tree.

"What exactly is this pure white stone?"

The Whispering Tree lowered a branch, coiled it around the stone, and pulled it closer for a thorough inspection.

"The pure white stone is a rare treasure produced in the Blank Zone, one of the six special worlds. It is perfectly pure and untainted by external influences. I have heard that some Dao Lords like to use these stones to decorate their dojos."

"Decorating dojos? It has no other use?" Chen Xu thought it would be something better since it came from the Blank Zone, but it turned out to be just high-end decor.

The Whispering Tree extended a twig and tried to pierce the stone's surface with its tip.

As the tip ground against the surface, the stone suddenly flashed with light. The branch was repelled, and a flawless white color rapidly spread from the tip of the twig.

Snap!

The Whispering Tree immediately severed the branch. It fell to the ground and shattered instantly, turning into fine white dust.

"Perfectly pure and untainted. At the same time, it repels all laws and cannot be touched by external forces. Even the corruption of the undead or Hell is the same. The purity of the Blank Zone is just that domineering."

"Those Dao Lords love it for their dojos precisely because of this trait."

After hearing the explanation, Chen Xu reached out and took the stone back from the branches.

"So this thing can block the corruption of Hell? Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Great Lord of the Undead, the probability of obtaining a pure white stone is much smaller than becoming a disciple of a Dao Lord. I provided you with the most widely known and feasible method in the myriad worlds."

"Besides, if you want to protect an entire planet from Hell's corruption, a mere pure white stone cannot do it. But it is enough to protect a small area or a few humans."

Chen Xu put the stone away. Protecting a small area was limited, but it was better than nothing.

Seeing him store the stone, the Whispering Tree rubbed two branches together.

Chen Xu glanced at it. "What else?"

"Great Lord of the Undead, actually, I have another idea."

"What idea?"

"The magical alchemy lab in your kingdom might be able to maximize the utility of this pure white stone. If you allow me to use it for experiments..."

Chen Xu interrupted before it could finish.

"Stop. Stop eyeing these high-level materials. The two trash piles over there are enough for you. Not a single one of your experiments has been useful yet."

Chen Xu said no more, giving the Whispering Tree a look to let it understand on its own.

Since handing the alchemy lab over to the tree, it spent all its time there except for occasionally teaching Kunpeng.

Despite the time and materials consumed, it produced nothing useful, only junk.

Chen Xu didn't mind the materials from the dungeons, but high-end items like the pure white stone were better kept for himself.

These undead creatures had such deep-rooted undead mindsets. Spending a pile of materials just to make a bone purification fluid was one thing, but the tree even had the nerve to boast about it to him extravagantly.

Chen Xu teleported to Sindragosa's side.

Sindragosa was lying on a mountain peak in the Everfrost Dragon Kingdom, its exclusive nest.

Massive divine power surged within its body, its aura rising steadily, but it remained just shy of a certain threshold.

It seemed a bone dragon's digestive capacity couldn't compare to a Bone Kun.

Chen Xu patted its head and took out several Divine Power Crystals, placing them near its mouth.

"Woooh—"

Sindragosa swept the crystals into its mouth with its tongue and swallowed them all.

With the new energy, its aura surged again.

After a while, Chen Xu took out more crystals.

Eventually, he dumped his entire stock of Divine Power Crystals for Sindragosa to finish.

Combined with the Dragon God's body, the massive divine power blurred the boundaries of the mythic-tier.

"Woooh—"

The bone dragons in the Undead Kingdom took to the sky, circling Sindragosa.

"Woooh—"

Sindragosa raised its head and let out a long howl. Ice crystals covered its wings, and a phantom crown flickered above its head.

Its massive ice crystal wings flapped as it soared into the sky, joining the dance of dragons.

Sindragosa led the flock across the Everfrost Dragon Kingdom like an emperor inspecting its territory.

Every few kilometers, it let out a resonant cry.

With every cry, the fresh, steaming dragon corpses on the ground withered slightly.

After inspecting the entire territory, Sindragosa flew to the center and hovered over its mountain.

Crack! Crack!

The dragon corpses began to make noise—the sound of bones grinding.

Gray and blue light flowed over Sindragosa.

It looked up and spread its wings, unleashing a polar storm that centered on itself. In an instant, it covered the entire kingdom.

Freezing wind and snow quickly buried the dragon corpses.

Then, one by one, Undead Bone Dragons crawled out from beneath the snow. They roared and flapped their wings, joining the ranks in the sky.

Ten, a hundred, a thousand... until all twenty thousand dragon corpses were converted and joined the aerial dance of dragons.

The bone dragons circled, their spirits connected to Sindragosa in the center. This was a connection of faith, a ritual of ascension.

A phantom throne made of bone and ice appeared behind Sindragosa.

The dragons flew toward the throne, their collective force lifting the seat and pushing Sindragosa high into the air.

As the throne reached a certain height, a beam of spiritual light descended from the heavens into the phantom crown.

Instantly, the crown and throne turned from illusory to tangible. A vast divine aura erupted from Sindragosa, sweeping through the entire Undead Kingdom.