Necropolis Immortal

Chapter 1700: Chu Xingran

“That’s it?” Haidong Lin rubbed his eyes fiercely. It’d been less than three hundred breaths from the moment Lu Yun raised his hand to the moment he completed his work.

In the span of just three hundred breaths, the husk of a Karmic Tree that Lu Yun had put away stood on the premises once again. The enormous burial mound in front of Mount Tai vanished, simply leaving the collapsed mountain behind. All traces of the trio’s presence were gone.

The Curse King looked on grimly. Lu Yun would never reveal his full capabilities in front of his enemy. What the young man was demonstrating already, however, was matched by very few.

“It’s done,” Lu Yun nodded. “All we need to do now is avoid the tomb of the living. When I set up the mirror layout, I found that the tomb’s been surrounded by zombies. If the three of us try to do anything to it, we won’t even be a snack for them.”

Wiping the expression off his face, the Curse King nodded silently.

“What we should be doing instead is to break the layout of the zombie farm, or else the entire yin tomb will become their farm and the Corpse Refiners’ backyard.” Lu Yun glanced at the Curse King. “I hope you can determine what is more at stake here. If you take advantage of any opening to attack me, I will strike right back. The only ones to benefit then will be the Corpse Refiners.”

“I know, I’ve been keeping all that in mind,” the Curse King nodded expressionlessly.

“Then let’s go.” The trio vanished after Lu Yun opened the Gates of the Abyss.

A faint white dot blinked into view the moment they left. It observed the tomb in front of Mount Tai and nodded with satisfaction.

“This one’s much more comfortable than the burial mound that those two blockheads dug. The little guy has a good heart to him, heh.” A tiny streak of light flashed through the air and the dot bobbed with contentment before it, too, disappeared.

……

Lu Yun’s expression swiftly changed when he walked out of the Gates of the Abyss. He quickly sat down to calm the immortal force rampaging through his body.

“What’s going on? My strength is climbing rapidly, but my cultivation level hasn’t changed!” He was peak Nihil World Sovereign and could see the existence of sequence. Theoretically, his strength wouldn’t grow any further unless he accessed sequence.

Therefore, the impossible was happening within him.

His cultivation level and realm didn’t change, but his strength and immortal force were growing at an explosive rate. They were also strengthening his physical body so that it developed at the same time.

Haidong Lin and the Curse King noted Lu Yun’s peculiarities. They quickly took up positions in front of and behind him, keeping the young man protected between them. They were in a zombie farm and hordes of undead could appear at any time. If anything happened to Lu Yun, they would just be asking to die.

Rumble—

Indeed, the Great Formation of Corpse Refinement activated as soon as they arrived in the vicinity. Zombies surged from all directions and pounced on them.

The forces within the formation were pure, so there was nothing else present apart from zombies. All intruders would activate the formation, alarm the zombie hordes, and draw their offensive.

It was impossible to evade this chain reaction.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m fine.” Lu Yun opened his eyes; hellfire blazed in them. He slowly stood up and turned around, bowing to the heart of the Abyssal Hell. “My deepest thanks for the senior’s gift.”

His companions had questions for him, but the zombies were already upon them.

Whoosh!

Gray abyssal hellfire ignited over Lu Yun and he blasted out with the hell dao combat art—Abyssal Punch. It sent the zombie in front of him flying away and created a tunnel of empty void in front of him. All zombies caught in its path were incinerated.

“You…” the Curse King’s eyes widened.

“I wasn’t lying when I said I’d reached the limits of my body. I really would’ve fallen to pieces if I’d borrowed the Abyssal Hell’s power again,” Lu Yun chuckled. “But just now, the senior resting in the burial mound raised my immortal force and tempered my body. I’m much stronger than before and can borrow the hell’s power once more.”

A complicated expression crossed the Curse King’s face, but his brow quickly smoothed out. If he really had killed Lu Yun earlier, then he would’ve been in a difficult spot with everything that occurred later. If the little bastard wasn’t present to handle the Corpse Refiners, then the sect would ultimately be the greatest victor.

Compared to Lu Yun, the Corpse Refiners were the true threat.

Lu Yun ignored the Curse King and stooped to punch the ground.

Bam—

Bam—

Bam—

After three tremendous collisions, three towering mountains blazing with abyssal hellfire burrowed out of the dirt. Hellfire set the mud and rocks alight, turning them into gray magma and the area into a living hell.

The zombies were instantly consumed when they fell into the magma and vanished from sight. This was the true state of the Abyssal Hell. Its hellfire took the form of magma, making the ground an ocean of magma that suppressed and refined the boundless zombies.

Abyssal hellfire was the true bane of the zombies.

It was a pity that Lu Yun couldn’t deploy abyssal hellfire’s full strength without borrowing the hell’s power. When he released hellfire by itself, all it did was scare the zombies into retreating. The weakest among them were first level sequence experts.

Lava erupted from the mountains and magma raged through the area, flooding the zombie farm. Lu Yun was wreathed in blazing hellfire and hovered in the air, looking at a pair of eyes that’d suddenly projected into the void.

The Corpse Refiners had come.

The eyes slowly sharpened into tangible form and a complete head extended from it, then a red-furred body. It was a massive zombie, but ripples of intelligence could be sensed from it.

“What the sect master feared has finally come to fruition—someone has returned with abyssal hellfire. Are you the heir to the god of Mount Tai?” the red-furred zombie spoke coolly. He also floated in the air and a grayish-yellow fabric bag was in his hand. It was the other major weapon of the Corpse Refiners—the Bag of Corpse Refinement.

Lu Yun shrugged wordlessly, but the zombie then saw the Curse King. “Chu Xingran, of course you’re behind this.”

“Chu Xingran?” Lu Yun and Haidong Lin looked at the Curse King with surprise. Was that his real name?

The Curse King likewise stared back at the zombie, then grinned. “So it’s you… Since you’ve come, you can stay.” He turned to Lu Yun. “Capture him! He’s Jiang Chen’s third disciple. If you take him alive, you’ll resolve all of your problems here!”

He rushed forward.

etvolare\'s Thoughts

You know, as SOTR\'s translator... I really have mixed feelings when Jiang Chen becomes a huge villain and irredeemable bastard in my next series lol.