Necropolis Immortal

ach other.
This genius senior brother was likely from the Dao Academy.

The Dao Academy prospered entirely too well these days and counted hundreds of millions of disciples within its campus and the three hundred sixty-five cities of Dusk Province.
It was the undisputed titan of the world of immortals.
Though it didn’t vie for the title, it was the greatest heavyweight of them all regardless.

“I see.” Lu Yun nodded slightly and thought of those abandoned races.
“You should go notify your other senior brothers to return to the world of immortals.
The Quiet Realm is a newly born realm compared to the others, which makes it more dangerous than the other lower worlds.
You’d be dying for nothing if you stay here.”

“Understood.” Luan Qi and the others started before leaving in search of the others.

“There’s something wrong with all of the immortals and cultivators here.” Lu Yun frowned slightly as he watched them head out.

The little fox burrowed out of Lu Yun’s robes and swept a look around the surroundings.
“None of the surroundings here are real, it’s a massive Great Formation of Myriad Returns that’s refined illusion into reality!”

“What?” Lu Yun’s jaw dropped.
“It’s all fake?”

“This world is dead.
The boundary and everything inside it is all illusion,” murmured the little fox as she lifted her head.
“The source of the formation lies within the palace in space.

“Also, there’s no such thing as indigenous cultivators or immortals here.
Apart from the seven Corpse Refiner disciples we just spoke to, there’s nothing else alive here!”

Dismay gripped Lu Yun.
He didn’t doubt Miao’s words—her mastery of illusory formations was much higher than his.
She was also an empyrean realm master, enabling her to see through many things that he couldn’t.

Lu Yun possessed the Spectral Eye and the observational skills of a formation grandmaster, but his cultivation level was still weak.
Thus, many things beneath the heavens could still pull the wool over his eyes.

“I need to save them!” He darted forward and caught up to Luan Qi and the others.

“Senior brother?” The group stopped out of curiosity when they saw the genius flash in front of them.
“Do you have any other instructions, senior brother?”

“Go back to the world of immortals right this moment.
Go back right now! All of your peers are dead.
Tell the four guides by the Ascension Pool that a fox told them to list the Quiet Realm as a forbidden area.
No immortals are to descend here, and no immortals from this realm are allowed to ascend to our world!” Lu Yun’s tone was uncommonly severe.

“Impossible!” bursted out one of the male disciples when he heard those words.
“My master is a mighty High Immortal of the Great Firmament! How would he die to a scarlet bale spirit?”

Lu Yun’s frown deepened.
He wanted the seven to notify Mo Yi and the others because he wanted to allow them to enter the Dao Academy.
Otherwise, he could easily notify the guides through his nascent spirit.

He didn’t want to do things that way, however.
It was an entirely different matter when these Corpse Refiner disciples brought the message compared to if he did it himself.
He wanted to foster autonomy within Ascension city, just like how the Dao Academy could now operate without him.

“Hahaha—my good disciples.
You’ve finally come back, and with a young friend! Come come, introduce him to your master.” A youthful looking man arrived on swordback at this time with a few other disciples.

Now frowning ferociously, Lu Yun interposed himself in front of Luan Qi and the others.

“Are you something formed out of illusion, or one of those scarlet bale spirits in the skin of immortals?” A black light flashed through his eyes.