Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 2785: One of the Five Ninth-Grade Origin Spirit Veins**

A brief teleportation seemed to take only an instant.

Judging by the time, the teleportation distance was very short.

But whether it was really short, Lin Moyu couldn’t accurately judge.

The time during teleportation was chaotic. In fact, the time in the Third Ancestor’s place was chaotic.

Using ordinary methods to judge would certainly be incorrect.

An extremely dense source of power rushed towards Lin Moyu, making him feel as if his soul was being impacted, giving him a sense of floating as if he were about to ascend to immortality.

“An origin spirit vein, and a very high-grade one at that.”

“Not just eighth-grade, but a ninth-grade origin spirit vein?”

“The Lu Feng Merchant Guild actually possesses a ninth-grade origin spirit vein.”

In the Origin Continent, it had been a long time since a ninth-grade origin spirit vein appeared.

For millions of years, the nine top forces in the Southern Continent had been pursuing ninth-grade origin spirit veins but had never succeeded.

No one knew why this was the case.

Lin Moyu also learned through the vast amount of information he purchased that the nine top forces currently possessed only eighth-grade origin spirit veins.

In Thunder Mountain, the Thunder Daoist also possessed an eighth-grade origin spirit vein.

It seemed to be on the verge of advancing to the ninth grade, but when it would actually advance was still unknown.

Unexpectedly, today Lin Moyu discovered that the Lu Feng Merchant Guild possessed a ninth-grade spirit vein. How could he not be surprised?

The Third Ancestor’s voice sounded in his ear, “How is it? Surprised?”

“The entire Origin Continent now has only five ninth-grade origin spirit veins, and this is one of them.”

“Feel it well, remember its aura; it might be useful in the future.”

Lin Moyu asked, “Only five are left? Where are the other four origin spirit veins?”

The Third Ancestor replied, “Of the remaining four, two are in the Eastern Continent, one controlled by the Demon Royal Court, and the other by the Eastern Spirit Empire.”

“The other two are not in the Eastern Continent, one in the hands of the King of the Sea of Realms, and the other with the Dragon Clan.”

Lin Moyu was puzzled, “Isn’t it said that spirit beasts don’t need origin spirit veins?”

The Third Ancestor laughed, “Needing and possessing are two different things.”

Indeed, needing and possessing are different matters.

Lin Moyu asked again, “It’s said that there are many origin spirit veins in the Sea of Realms, with quite a few eighth-grade origin spirit veins. Why is there only one ninth-grade origin spirit vein?”

The Third Ancestor replied, “What you really want to ask is why there are so few ninth-grade origin spirit veins in the Origin Continent.”

Lin Moyu remained silent, not answering.

The Third Ancestor continued, “The matter of the ninth-grade origin spirit veins is too ancient to discuss. Just know that there are only five left. Adding another one is not impossible but extremely difficult.”

Lin Moyu naturally understood that if it were simple, the top forces wouldn’t have struggled for so many years without success.

Feeling the aura of the origin spirit vein, Lin Moyu thought for a moment, “If I’m not mistaken, advancing to the ninth realm of Dao Sovereign requires the support of a ninth-grade origin spirit vein.”

The Third Ancestor, who had been searching for direction since they arrived, finally found the right path, “Let’s go, we’ll talk as we walk.”

The Third Ancestor stepped forward, and Lin Moyu immediately followed.

The place was shrouded in mist, visibility limited to just a meter ahead, even for someone with Lin Moyu’s eyesight.

There seemed to be no path, each step feeling soft as if stepping on cotton.

With each step, a dense source of power surged up from beneath his feet.

Lin Moyu couldn’t help but wonder if he was walking within the origin spirit vein, finding the sensation quite strange.

The Third Ancestor’s voice came through the mist, “There are several ways to break through to the Dao Sovereign realm; the path isn’t singular.”

“However, using a ninth-grade origin spirit vein is the simplest path. Other paths are much harder.”

“The issue now isn’t the ninth-grade origin spirit vein but something else.”

“You’ll know soon enough.”

The Third Ancestor said no more and continued walking.

He constantly adjusted his direction, sometimes stopping to reorient himself.

The Third Ancestor spoke again, “Don’t find it strange. We’re walking within the origin spirit vein. The path of a ninth-grade origin spirit vein is complex and ever-changing, with no fixed route.”

Lin Moyu had already guessed that the interior of the origin spirit vein wasn’t static.

It was like the root system of a large tree, intertwined and interwoven. Although the destination was the same, the routes were different.

After many twists and turns, they finally reached their destination.

They emerged from the misty area, and the view before them opened up.

“What is this place?”

Lin Moyu felt a familiar aura, the aura of death.

The place was filled with death energy, giving it a sinister feel.

The death energy permeated everywhere, trying to invade his body.

The Third Ancestor said, “The death energy here will corrode the source of power, erode the flesh and soul. With your realm, you won’t last long.”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a vast source of power enveloped Lin Moyu.

Simultaneously, the Third Ancestor’s body shone brightly, enveloped in the source of power, resisting the pervasive death energy.

Lin Moyu didn’t feel any danger; on the contrary, he found the death energy quite friendly.

The death energy that the Third Ancestor said could corrode the flesh and soul felt harmless to Lin Moyu.

However, he didn’t show it and accepted the Third Ancestor’s protection, “Thank you, Third Ancestor. What is this place?”

The Third Ancestor pointed ahead, “Look over there. What do you see?”

Lin Moyu looked in the direction the Third Ancestor pointed. The death energy was like a fog, making everything seem blurred and indistinct.

But the death energy wasn’t a problem for Lin Moyu.

With a flash of light in his eyes, he saw through the death energy.

It was a tall mountain, devoid of life due to the death energy. There were no living beings, no plants, and even the rocks were decayed.

But this decayed mountain glowed with divine light, intertwined with the death energy, creating a bizarre and eerie scene.

The divine light was extraordinary, and Lin Moyu felt the power of the Great Dao from it.

His gaze deepened, wanting to see what lay beyond the divine light.

He was certain that there was something beyond the divine light.

His pupils contracted slightly, and he finally saw what lay beyond.

There were cemeteries and tombstones scattered among the decayed rocks.

Looking up, he saw a large tomb at the mountain’s peak.

In front of the tomb, a long spear was thrust into the ground, its tip pointing to the sky, as if trying to pierce the heavens.

Lin Moyu instinctively felt that the spear wasn’t trying to pierce the sky of the Origin Continent but an unknown sky.

The Third Ancestor’s voice rang out, “Did you see it?”

Lin Moyu nodded, “I saw some. There’s a mountain, tombs, and a spear.”

The Third Ancestor suddenly laughed, “You really can see it. I wasn’t wrong about you.”

Lin Moyu asked, “What exactly is that place?”