Necropolis Immortal

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The blood demon glared at the human for a very long time before plopping on the ground.
“This is your world, you make the rules!”

“Out with it, what was the cataclysm of great destruction about? And why do you know all this?” Lu Yun asked coldly.

“I can’t speak of the cataclysm.
The truth of it is hidden in the netherdark.
It will see the light of day sooner or later,” the blood demon explained moodily.

Lu Yun nodded.
“Be a good demon and stay here quietly since your obsession has left you.
I might grant you freedom if we return to the future someday.”

With that, his projection faded away.

……

Lu Yun was still perplexed by the fact that there were akasha ghosts in Pangu’s tomb.
According to what Zhi Guangji had once said, these ghosts were creatures mutated from the lingering resentment of great emperors.

“It looks like things here aren ’t as simple as I thought.” Two balls of hell fire ignited in his eyes, followed shortly thereafter by the bow.

Since akasha ghosts had weakened the bow’s core by a third, Lu Yun decided to just refine the entire treasure with hellfire and turn it into a great treasure of hell.
After an indeterminate period of time, the black flames in his eyes slowly sputtered out, leaving behind a sun blazing with hellfire behind his head.

Throughout this process, the blood demon quietly sat cross-legged in its center, shivering with fear from the changes and not even daring to think of trying anything else.

Pangu’s tomb was so vast that it seemed unending, or like a world.
Its structure was roughly the same as Yi’s tomb—a magnificent and extensive palace.
There weren’t any extraneous tunnels or burial chambers as it reflected the most primitive layouts of the dao of burial.

However, these kinds of layouts appeared most dangerous in Lu Yun’s eyes.

“The mother altar and the origin divine.” He sucked in a sharp gasp when he reached the center of the palace.

He’d once seen the mother altar in the Exalted Divine Tomb, as well as a sculpture of the origin divine.
However, the mother altar there had been an empty shell since the genuine article was in the Xuanyuan Tomb.
The sculpture there had also petrified into nothing but pure stone.

On the contrary now, the one before him was a true mother altar.
Five other giant altars floated above it—the altars of metal, fire, water, wood, and earth!

The four-headed, eight-armed origin divine slept silently on its bed.
It was alive, but it rested on the mother altar to receive worship since its true spirit was yet incomplete.

“This is first divine spirit that God created?” Lu Yun frowned at the sleeping origin divine, finally realizing what was wrong here.

The mother altar’s strength was defined by the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—as represented by the five elemental altars floating above it.
However, the source of the origin divine’s strength should be the four divine elements—earth, air, fire, and water.

In other words, it was impossible for the origin divine to have been born from the mother altar.

“Is there another set of altars somewhere, and that mother altar is where the origin divine was born?”

As Lu Yun mused upon this, the thud of footsteps traveled out of the depths of the palace.
Troops of black-armored soldiers marched out, backs ramrod straight and feet marching in unison.
They came in Lu Yun’s direction and didn’t change their advance though there was an obstacle in their way.

The soldiers weren’t alive, of course.
Lu Yun saw the green flicker of ghostfire in the shadows of their helmets.

“Make way for yin soldiers!” His expression turned exceedingly ugly when he saw what approached him.