Chapter 99: Bad Omen (2/2)

Lu Yun quickly made the connections in his head. There were living layouts in the burial mound, and the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers had manifested from the dragon vein in Dusk Province.

Who was buried in the physical coffin that the nine dragons bore? Could it be another blood dragon?

“What was that Wayfarer trying to do? Why the hell did he create such a monster??” Lu Yun could sense the chilling presence of eldritch bad luck and misfortune from the blood dragon.

Myriad Formation Summit falling from the sky, the disturbance from the ancient tomb in Dusk Province, the restriction against golden immortals, the Dusk River Sacrament, the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers in the governor’s manor… and even the corpse coffin in Yueshen’s body!

All that had been set up to nurture the blood dragon!

“Thank heavens the last Dusk River Sacrament was interrupted! Though I released the dragon, it isn’t fully mature yet. Die!” roared Lu Yun.

Whoosh!

Hellfire set the crimson sea ablaze. The blood dragon struggled within, whimpering and keening with pain. Through the agony brought about by the hellfire, the dragon reared to the skies and voiced a summoning call.

Out of nowhere, nine enormous dragons bearing an even bigger coffin slowly descended upon the world.

“Enneawyrm Coffinbearers! This is the layout’s true form!” Lu Yun put two and two together when he saw the nine dragons and coffin. This Enneawyrm Coffinbearers wasn’t just shadow forms, but the real deal! He could even observe minute details of the dragons and the coffin.

All man-made feng shui layouts were based on something real, whether natural phenomenon or other lifeforms. The layout of Ghost Yanking Feet, for example, was inspired by a corpsefish’s tentacles. The nine dead dragons and the giant coffin before Lu Yun was the source of inspiration for the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers that scared all feng shui masters.

“That’s… the nine dragon lords!” Xuanxi exclaimed in shock. “Even the supreme dragon lords fell in the calamity a hundred thousand years ago!?”

The nine dragon lords were second only to the dragon emperor himself, and rivaled the celestial emperors of the majors in status and authority, but were much stronger than them. They’d long since reached a height that current immortals couldn’t even comprehend.

In the eyes of the dragon race and cultivators of the water spirits that served them, their emperor and his nine lords had definitely survived the great war, though that calamity had claimed even the lives of celestial emperors.

But here they were, the bodies of the nine dragon lords.

“But who’s in that coffin? If nine supreme dragon lords serve as its coffin-bearers...” muttered Xuanxi. “Is it the dragon emperor? No, not even he would be important enough for this arrangement.”

“The bodies of nine dragon lords?” Lu Yun’s eyes flashed. “Good! Stay and have some tea since you’ve come!” He extended his arms to the sound of great cracks!

Hellfire blazed while bolts of black lightning danced frenetically and peals of thunder boomed. The entire netherworld had come alive under Lu Yun’s command. The ocean of blood was compressed into a grounded orb, atop which sprawled the crimson dragon.

Wham!

His fire ignited the world. An inferno of black flames hurtled toward the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers in the air.

“Hell...” a deep, raspy voice suddenly emitted from within the giant coffin.