Chapter 74: The River God Cometh (2/2)

“I am just a small, insignificant arcane immortal. Under this abyss… what do you think I should be afraid of? Anything and everything,” sighed the zombie girl. [1] She would be much better off if she were still an unthinking zombie. Even a ten-thousand-year zombie had no sentience to speak of.

Unfortunately, she was a zombie king that had transcended death and returned to life. Aside from her body being well, dead, she had a mind and soul like any living person.

Even a zombie king wasn’t a zombie’s final stage of evolution. Legends had it that if a zombie king took one step further, it would turn into a living creature once more. All brutal instincts would be purified and it would lead an existence under the sun that was accepted by heaven and earth.

Right now, the girl could be said to be a living zombie. As such, she could be affected by fear.

“You said you’re an arcane immortal? Why hasn’t Dusk Province’s restriction executed you?” Another voice sounded nearby before Lu Yun had a chance to respond. The group turned their heads; the three unconscious august immortals had woken up.

They were protected by their weapons of thunder and lightning, which could restrain the zombie king’s crimson light and shield them from serious injuries. Lu Yun had absorbed their bad karma, as well; not a touch was left.

“Buncha pigs.” He couldn’t help but grind his teeth when he saw who it was. If these three hadn’t used those blasted weapons and summoned the pure yang thunder needed to clear away the last lingering remnants of death, he would’ve already subdued the zombie girl with his black donkey hoof.

Qi Shenghui glared vicious murder at Lu Yun, but his malice instantly went up in smoke when he saw the zombie girl. The macabre proceedings from earlier had left an indelible impression upon him. More importantly, she was an arcane immortal, one that the province’s restriction hadn’t slain!

The zombie king ignored him, peering into the darkness behind the watery palace instead.

“Legends speak of a bottomless demonic lair within the world of immortals, home to countless evil spirits. Can this be it?” Qin Xianhuo swallowed some pills that he’d fetched from a storage item. Since his injuries weren’t all that severe, he quickly recovered most of his energy.

“The demonic lair of legend?” Feinie paled. “I’ve heard about it, too. Many books unearthed from ancient tombs talk about such a thing. Maybe…”

“What’s this ‘demonic lair’?” Lu Yun’s mind called up memories of the subject to mind. These memories belonged to Feinie and corroborated what she’d said. There’d once been a demonic lair in the world that teemed with untold evils, specters, ghouls, and demons. An ancient immortal emperor had sacrificed themselves and used the utmost of dao to seal the lair away.

“No way it’s this place, right?” He smiled a bit uncertainly.

The great war a hundred thousand years ago had fragmented the world into nine majors, ten lands, and four immortal seas. Truthfully, no one knew exactly where this sealed lair was.

Upsettingly enough, this place bore an uncanny resemblance to the legendary lair. Moreover, if even the world had been shattered… how could an ancient seal remain intact?

“H-he… he’s here.” Qing Han stirred, his eyes opening and fixating upon the infinite darkness outside the island.

“Who? Who’s here?”

“The Dusk River God, he’s coming.” Qing Han’s lips became waxen.

“He’s probably entranced by something. Any solutions, little fox?” Mo Yi patted to the vulpine pet nestled in her bosom.

“Squeak squeak!” The fox opened her aquamarine eyes, glancing toward the darkness with obvious dread, then stuck her head back in Mo Yi’s clothes. The young lady grew rather upset.

“What did she say?” Judging from the city lord’s expression, Lu Yun could tell something was wrong.

“The Dusk River God cometh.”

1. Arcane is the second highest immortal level, two steps above august, which is what everyone else here is.