Necropolis Immortal

dir= ”ltr ”>A hundred thousand years ago, the Dao King and Curse King plotted over the ancient world of immortals and commenced a fateful, heaven-shaking war against each other.
That had been the cause of the impenetrable shadow over the world of immortals when Lu Yun returned from the great wilderness.

The Purple King had acted, the Dao King had acted, and even Tianqi revealed his true self, but the final winner of that war was the Curse King.
Despite his victory, he still didn’t attain his dream and found no trace of the mistress.

Who else apart from someone on the level of the Dao or Curse King could erase the memories of everyone in the world of immortals and sever the immortal dao?

His victory in war was ultimately a defeat when he failed to find the mistress of the Hongmeng, but that part of history turned out to be nothing more than one of his innumerable schemes that he’d laid out over the past hundreds of millions of years.
Their current situation was also another.

No one knew how many plans and backup plans that the Curse King had plotted out over this interminable timeframe.
How many death traps had he set for the mistress of the realm over all these years?

The Dao King raised his head.
He still had one hope—the city lord of the lost ancient city.

“Are you waiting for the city lord who surreptitiously came back to life?” The Curse King seemed to be able to see right through the Dao King.
“You don’t need to wait for her, the other five city lords have gone to her.
She won’t make it out of the lost ancient city alive.”

The Dao King sighed, having no desire to say anything else anymore.

……

A pair of black and white boxing gloves covered the Yang Potentate’s fists.
His weapon had recombined with his dao partner’s and turned into a pair of gloves.

The dense strength of yin and yang swirled over the gloves, piercing through the void when he punched out and landing a blow on Lu Yun’s head through hundreds of millions of kilometers.

Lu Yun crossed his arms in front of his chest to block it, but it was too strong.
This was a punch of pure strength, one that discarded all order, rules, laws, and any other definitions.
It was just pure, unadulterated strength!

His hammers flew out of his hands and even the Army Pagoda over his head shook, momentarily separating from its master.
He hurtled uncontrollably several thousand kilometers backward, his formation runes broken and allowing the Curse King’s great formation to descend upon him again.

The Yang Potentate didn’t give Lu Yun a chance to breathe.
He smashed apart the king soldier and troops rushing him, then punched out a second time.

Whoosh!

Sword light flashed through the air.
Lu Qing was on the scene again and slashing down on the Yang Potentate’s wrists, wanting to hack his hands off.

“I was waiting for you!” The Yang Potentate suddenly struck out with his left fist, bringing the power he’d stored there right onto Lu Qing’s face.

Bam!

The Purple King’s head exploded, followed swiftly by his body disassembling in the air.
However, that gave Lu Yun enough time to collect the Glacial Fire Hammers and Army Pagoda, summoning them back to his side for protection.

“A replica!” howled the Yang Potentate.
The Lu Qing that he’d so painstakingly lured to him was just a replica!

“We attack together!” snarled the potentate when he saw his brethren warily fanning out, deeply afraid of being ambushed by Lu Qing.
“Kill the Immortal King!”

Aouuuu!

Aouuuu!

Two bright dragon croons echoed through the land as two purple dragons rushed to them from two different directions.
Dragon Butterfly and Long Batian!

The big dragon of Redbud Mountain in Redbud Region, and the big dragon of Myriad Dragon Valley in the Immortal Region!

They rushed into Lu Yun’s body the moment they arrived and reinforced him with incredibly powerful strength.

“It’s the Dao King, his trump card has finally come!” Sensing Dragon Butterfly and Long Batian sleeping deep within the two dragons, Lu Yun immediately understood what’d just happened.