All Chapters of Ashbone: The Record of Burning Heaven: Chapter 71
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211 chapters
Chapter 71: The Heart of the Machine
Sector 7. The Black Wall. The return of the 13th Battalion was not the quiet return of a stealth team. It was a parade of conquerors. They marched out of the Dead Forest, covered in slime, acid burns, and demon blood. They dragged the massive head of a Bone-Stitcher as a trophy. And in the center, Butcher Wang carried the massive, polished sphere of the Bone-Engine like a holy relic. "They made it..." General Tie stood on the ramparts, watching through binoculars. "They went into the Whispers and came back." The soldiers on the wall cheered. "The Dead-Men! The Black Baron!" Lin Jin ignored the noise. He walked straight up the ramp, his eyes fixed on the distant forge. "General," Lin Jin stopped briefly as Tie approached. "I completed the objective. The Spire is offline. The Demon Lord is... angry." "We picked up the energy spike," Tie nodded, looking at the exhausted squad. "You did the impossible, Lin Jin. Take a week off. Get some rest." "No rest," Lin Jin pointed to the m
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Chapter 72: The Deserter's March
Sector 7 Airfield.The Iron Mule sat on the runway, fueling up for a supply run. The pilot, a nervous man named Old Zhang, was checking his gauges when a shadow fell over his cockpit.He looked up.Standing there was a man in a black trench coat. His chest hummed with a low, mechanical vibration that rattled Zhang’s teeth. Behind him stood fifty soldiers in armor that looked like it was made from nightmares."We need a ride," Lin Jin said."C-Commander Lin?" Old Zhang stammered. "This is a cargo run to Sector 4. I can't take passengers without General Tie's authorization.""Change of destination," Lin Jin climbed onto the wing. He ripped the cockpit door open with one hand."We are going to the Capital."Old Zhang turned pale. "The Capital? That's a no-fly zone for military transports! The Anti-Air arrays will shoot us down
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Chapter 73: The Bone Court
The Judiciary Plaza was a ruin of broken stone and shattered pride. The fifty members of the 13th Battalion were dismantling the Judiciary Guards with terrifying efficiency. The guards’ refined techniques and elegant sword forms were useless against the brutal, industrial violence of the Grave-Walkers. "Formation A!" Butcher Wang roared, swinging his bone-mace. "Break their legs! They can't arrest you if they can't walk!" On the execution platform, the space was cleared. High Judge Lin Zhentian stood alone. His face was purple with rage. He held a massive Golden Gavel—a Spirit Artifact that channeled the weight of Imperial Law. "You insolent brat!" Zhentian screamed. "You think brute force can conquer the Law? I am a Late-Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator! I represent the Order of Heaven!" He raised the Gavel.
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Chapter 74: The Emperor's Shadow
The green sun in the Ancestor’s hand descended.It wasn't heat. It was Withering Qi. As it approached, the wood of the platform turned to dust. The rain evaporated into dry steam. Lin Jin felt his skin—his invincible Platinum Skin—begin to flake and grey.This was the power of a Nascent Soul. It didn't just break matter; it deleted the life force holding it together."Die," Lin Batian whispered.Lin Jin roared, pushing his Bone-Engine to the breaking point, trying to move, trying to raise his sword. But the pressure was absolute. He was a fly trapped in amber.The green light consumed his vision.VOOM.Suddenly, the light vanished.It wasn't deflected. It was swallowed.Lin Jin blinked, gasping as the crushing pressure momentarily lifted.Standing in front of him was a figure in a black
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Chapter 75: The Forbidden Upgrade
Site Omega. Deep Underground.Beneath the sewers of the Capital, deeper than even the Red Spider nest, lay a forgotten bunker. According to the blueprints Lin Jin stole from the Spire, this was where the Heavenly Craft traitors had first met before defecting to the Abyss.It was damp, cold, and smelled of rust.Lin Jin sat on a concrete slab. He was shirtless.Steam was rising from his skin.Hiss...His blood was boiling. The Bone-Engine in his chest was idling at 30% capacity, but even that was too much for his biological system. His violet veins were bulging, looking like they were about to burst."You're overheating," Gu Panyue whispered. She was leaning against a rusted pillar, still pale from her imprisonment, but her eyes were sharp."My blood," Lin Jin gritted his teeth as a wave of heat washed over him. "It's too th
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Chapter 76: The Sovereign's Skin
Site Omega. The Slab.The screaming stopped.The golden light that had been tearing out of Lin Jin’s chest flickered and died.Smoke rose from the concrete slab. The heavy iron chains were melted into slag.Lin Jin lay perfectly still. His skin was charred black, like a piece of meat left in a furnace for too long. His chest, usually rising and falling with the rhythm of the Titan Heart and the Bone-Engine, was motionless."Lin Jin?" Gu Panyue rushed forward. She placed her hand on his neck.Nothing. No pulse. No vibration."He's cold," she whispered, her face draining of color. "The Dragon Marrow... it burned his heart out.""No," Butcher Wang stepped closer, holding a med-kit. "He can't be dead. The Boss doesn't die.""He's been down for two minutes," Gu Panyue checked her watch. "Three minutes."Last Updated : 2026-01-03Read more
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Chapter 77: The Broken Gorge
Sector 4. The Broken Gorge.The geography of the map had been rewritten.What used to be a mountain range was now a jagged scar in the earth, five miles long and a thousand feet deep. The air was filled with a choking smog of green poison and black smoke.Down in the pit, the earth screamed.BOOM. CRASH.Two gods were fighting.One was a towering mass of rotting flesh and iron plating—Demon Lord Gorgon. He swung a flail made of chained tanks, smashing the canyon walls with every blow.The other was a tiny speck of green light darting through the chaos.Lin Batian (The Ancestor).He moved with the fluidity of water. He didn't block the massive flail; he drifted around it."Jade Art: Withering Palm."Batian struck the Demon Lord’s knee. A massive green spectral hand mat
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Chapter 78: The God-Killer
The Broken Gorge.Lin Jin’s fist collided with the air where Lin Batian hovered.BOOM.It wasn't a physical impact. Batian had teleported—a short-range spatial blink unique to Nascent Soul cultivators. He reappeared fifty feet away, his face pale, his grey robes fluttering in the shockwave caused by Lin Jin’s punch."Fast," Batian muttered. "Faster than a Golden Core. But still a brute."Batian raised both hands. The green jade rings on his fingers shattered, releasing a torrent of concentrated Life-Force."Nascent Domain: Forest of the Withered King!"The gorge transformed. Spectral green vines erupted from the rocks, moving with the speed of vipers. They wrapped around Lin Jin, thorns the size of daggers digging into his grey skin.These vines drained Qi. They drained blood. They drained youth."Rot," B
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Chapter 79: The Fall of the House of Lin
The Imperial Capital. The Lin Estate. It started with a sound. Inside the Ancestral Hall, where the soul tablets of every Lin generation were kept, the highest tablet—the one made of ancient jade sitting at the peak of the pyramid—cracked. SNAP. The sound echoed through the silent hall like a gunshot. Patriarch Lin Xiao dropped his teacup. He stared at the tablet. The jade turned grey. Then, it crumbled into dust. Outside, the sky over the Capital turned a deep, blood-red. It wasn't sunset. It was the atmospheric backlash of a Nascent Soul dissipating into the ether. The spiritual pressure that had anchored the city for a century was gone. "Father..." Lin Xiao fell to his knees, his face ashen. "He's dead. The Ancestor is dead." Panic, cold and s
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Chapter 80: The Emperor’s Invitation
Three Months Later. The Former Lin Estate.The opulent gardens of the Lin Estate no longer smelled of jasmine and expensive perfume. They smelled of oil, sweat, and ozone.The manicured lawns had been paved over with reinforced concrete. The tea pavilions had been converted into armories. The Ancestral Hall was now a garage for the Iron Mule transport ship.It was the headquarters of the 13th Battalion, now officially recognized as the "Ashbone Division."Lin Jin sat on the balcony of the main house. He held a delicate porcelain teacup in his grey hand.Crinkle.The cup turned to dust before he could take a sip. The tea splashed onto the table, sizzling as it touched his skin."That’s the fifth cup today," Gu Panyue said, walking onto the balcony with a metal mug made of Star-Steel. "Use this."Lin Jin took the heavy mug. H
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