Necropolis Immortal

ilver peak.” He hugged her mutilated body to himself and dashed toward the peak.

As he did so, hellfire relentlessly vied with the strange power inside Yu Hengluo in an effort to incinerate the newly-grown crimson hairs.
Though Lu Yun’s efforts were successful, the mutilated girl’s aura grew steadily weaker.

She’s alive!

So not only her soul, but even her body was still alive?!

She wasn’t even zombified to begin with!

She… she’s been being tortured by this immense pain all along! Lu Yun’s heart twisted with pain.

He’d thought her dead up until now, believing that her body had turned into a zombie while her soul had been imprisoned inside her flesh… But now, the ramifications of his erroneous assumption dawned on him.

She’d been alive all along!

“Bastard! Whoever you are, I’ll have your head!” A deep growl rose from his throat.
He promptly cleared a way forward with hellfire and barreled inside the silver peak’s confines.

Faceless ghosts threw themselves at him in endless waves, but hellfire kept them firmly at bay.

“Senior brother Lu, the flow of time here is different from the outside!” Jing Huaci couldn’t help but shudder at the sight of the bloody mass of flesh in Lu Yun’s arms.

“I knew it, the flow of time here is normal.” Lu Yun let out a breath.

“That woman… she’s right ahead of us!” Jing Huaci cautiously ventured.

“What woman?” Most of Lu Yun’s attention was on Yu Hengluo, so he was a little baffled by Jing Huaci’s words.

“You know, the one… who can turn people into faceless ghosts.” Jing Huaci surreptitiously hid behind him.
She had a sneaking suspicion that the woman could see her.

Lu Yun raised his head and looked directly in front of him.
There was a green shadow quietly standing below the cross, and he could feel a line of sight focused on him.

“It’s Emerald Mistfire… It’s become sentient!” Lu Yun’s expression stiffened somewhat at the sight.

He’d once taken a wisp of Emerald Mistfire and put it into a bronze lantern, then built a layout from it.
The immortal fire had emulated Yuying’s appearance when it took form.
And now, that same wisp of flame had unexpectedly developed a fire spirit and become a separate existence altogether, just like the Tiger and Dragon Princes.

Crackle!

A ball of green fire ignited from the emerald-green figure the next moment, and shortly after, a skeleton walked out of the fire.

There was no flesh or blood on its bones, but in its fleshless eye sockets sat a pair of crimson eyes.
There was also a pair of slight protrusions where the ears would have been, as if it’d grown a real pair of ears.

“Wayfarer?” Lu Yun gawked.
“No, it’s not Wayfarer… What the hell is that thing?”

He didn’t dare budge as the blood-red eyes fixated on him with an intense stare.

“Senior brother Lu, it’s a woman.” Jing Huaci hastened to correct him when she heard him mention Wayfarer.

Wayfarer’s name had resounded far and wide lately, especially after the Art Saint had verbally guaranteed Nephrite Major’s safety following Zhao Changkong’s demise, deterring factions far and wide from attacking the major.

Wayfarer, Dusk Province’s governor from a thousand years ago, Art Saint of the world of immortals!

But he was male, and Jing Huaci could clearly see that the figure was a woman.

Lu Yun opened the Spectral Eye, but its feedback was vague and indistinct.
It was impossible to discern the exact nature of what he was facing.
However, there was one thing he was sure of: the skeleton burning with Emerald Mistfire belonged to Wayfarer.

As for a woman… he didn’t see anyone.

“Senior brother Lu, she’s coming this way.”

Plip! Plop! Plip!

The sound of dripping water once again traveled into his ears.