Necropolis Immortal

g door that offered passage between the yin and yang tombs.
Roughly eighteen meters tall, it was pure white and covered in certain strange patterns that imparted to it a sinister air.

When Lu Yun saw the door, his eyes widened with deep disbelief.

“What’s wrong?” Ashu asked when he saw the change; he rarely saw such an expression cross the young man’s face.

“Did you see when the Xuan Yuan Tomb appeared during your time on top of the underworld’s sacred mountain?” Lu Yun asked stiltedly as he looked at the holy lord.
“Did it appear before Emperors Fall or after?”

“Before Emperors Fall or after?” Ashu shook his head blankly.
“I don’t know, it seems to have suddenly appeared out of nowhere…”

“This door is made out of bone bricks similar to the ones in the celestial master tomb, but those were refined out of the skeletons of ordinary beings.” A black light flashed through Lu Yun’s eyes as he narrowed them at the white door that didn’t look all that tall.
He inhaled sharply, “The door in front of us was refined out of the skeletons of the torch dragon tribe.
When they were all still alive.”

Ashu, the demon sovereign, and the priest of flame shuddered in unison.
They knew what that tribe of beasts represented.
Born in the hell of human dao, they were extraordinarily frightening connate divine beasts.
Delivered into the world with the cultivation level of primeval human kings, the greatest of them came as great emperors.

But now, Lu Yun was saying that this pinnacle faction seated at the apex of the world, a prodigious tribe of connate divine beasts, had been made into a large door while alive! And not just one or two of them, but their entire tribe!

Though the torch dragons possessed unparalleled potential, their bloodline wasn’t prosperous.
Even their peak saw only a hundred or so of their numbers, which was why they’d signed a contract with the human race and why humanity had leveraged all of the power in hell to nurture the torch dragons.
But a hundred torch dragons on par with the primeval human kings, and three more that were great emperors to boot, were absolutely a colossal force that would reign supreme in a corner of the world.

“Emperors Fall and the demise of the torch dragons… who did all this?” Lu Yun murmured to himself.
Through the Spectral Eye, he could clearly see that a hundred and eighty five torch dragons on the level of human kings, and three that were great emperors, had been combined into this door!

Ashu shook his head blankly.
Emperors Fall was a taboo of the world, and even the sacred mountain of the underworld wasn’t able to peer into its specifics.
Much of that battle and many of the details surrounding great emperors had become taboo subjects after that time.
Anyone who dared speak of them would find themselves beset by calamity and slain by an unknown existence.

It wasn’t until this era, with the founding of the immortal dao and its gradual stabilization defying the unknown terrors in the world, could Lu Yun and Ashu speak freely of such matters.
If they’d lived in the times before the immortal dao, they would’ve probably already died grisly deaths by now.

Lu Yun lifted his head to look at the imprisoned torch dragon up in the air.
“He knows this door contains his kin, which is why he’s willing to remain here.
Otherwise, the dragonbolt pillar wouldn’t be enough to keep him trapped here after all this time,” he sighed softly.

Down in hell, Fuying also sank into despondent silence.
The torch dragon’s experience was so much like her own.
Her clan had also been slaughtered and buried into a tomb in the Primordial Era.

“Let’s go.” Lu Yun motioned for the group to walk through the door refined from torch dragons.