Chapter 366: Cant Kill Him (1/2)

Lu Yun returned the bag with a flick of his wrist. “Better not, I’m worried I won’t be able to keep myself from destroying it.”

Back on Earth, tomb raiders sought to profit only from the dead. Harming the living was a great taboo. The Bag of Corpse Refinement was an evil item that refined living people into zombies, so according to his sect’s principles, such a thing had to be destroyed.

Lu Yun wasn’t a stickler for the rules, but the tenets of his tradition were indelibly imprinted into his mind and soul. At the very least, he knew right from wrong.

If Ghost Dragon hadn’t already taken possession of the bag and was using it to ward off the zombies here… he would’ve already destroyed it. The ability to turn the living into the undead was positively profane.

Ghost Dragon nodded. He put away the bag, then poured all his power into the Realm of Unearthly Water in opposition against the ghost tree.

“Take my feng shui compass, Qing Han. Do all you can to hold the ghosts back here. I’ll be back soon enough!” Lu Yun handed over the luopan to his friend, who nodded resolutely.

Ghost Dragon’s pupils contracted with shock. Water and fire had carved a new dimension in this space, but the human had come over with remarkable ease.

“Be careful in all that you do.” Qing Han didn’t sound at all worried. For Lu Yun, chopping off a zombie’s head would be as easy as pie.

“Remember. Whether you succeed or fail, you must return here in three days. If you don’t, the phoenix won’t be the only one to perish. The old turtle in the Unearthly Waters will awake and eat me as well,” said Ghost Dragon.

“Keep him safe.” Lu Yun pointed at Qing Han.

“Of course.” Ghost Dragon nodded.

……

When Lu Yun walked out of the Blithe Entrapment Formation, he found the immortals that’d all previously left waiting with bated breath. [1]

The space ahead of them had become hazy and indistinct, although the wailing of ghosts and the shrieking of zombies remained perfectly audible. The clash between Ghost Dragon and the ghost tree had slain innumerable undead, but too many still remained.

Situ Zong rushed up to his young lord, still carrying the black cannon on his shoulder.

“I’m going to slay a zombie and break the death formation here. Who’s with me?” Lu Yun declared coolly before a rapt audience.

“I’ll come!” Xiangliu Ting offered immediately. “This place is gradually turning into a ghostly realm. If things are allowed to continue, the heart of the North Sea will become anathema to all life!

“My East Sea is already troubled by such a place. The same can’t be allowed to happen to the North Sea!”

The monster spirits behind him stepped forward as well. “If you have a way to break the death formation, then we East Sea monster spirits will not shrink back.”

“I will go as well!” Sidling up to his master, Situ Yun gripped the hem of the old man’s clothes as tightly as he could. He didn’t want to be punted out yet another time.

“I want a hundred and eight peerless immortals,” Lu Yun shook his head. “Dao immortals need to stay here to protect the others. Someone needs to keep the formation safe, and the ghosts locked inside could very well break out and attack.

“The zombie is too powerful for me to kill alone—it’s probably the body of the dragon nest’s lord. If one hundred and eight peerless immortals assemble a formation, that’ll give me a chance to land a killing blow.

“Heh…” he chuckled suddenly. “If that zombie doesn’t die, then we all will.”

He could flee into hell, but he’d still have to come out at some point. Time didn’t pass while he was in hell, which meant he’d be stuck in the same place. However, Xiangliu Ting’s words did inspire him in another way.

A ghostly realm? There’s something like that in the East Sea too, huh?

In this North Sea, there was a Realm of Unearthly Water and a peculiar ghost tree. The two in tandem could create a realm filled with endless dead.

“Is that so? Then I’ll go!” A Donglin peerless immortal signed up. “But we’ll still be mortal enemies after we leave this place, Lu Yun.”

The young man glanced at him and nodded.

Soon enough, the hundred-odd quota of immortals was filled.

The peerless immortals participating were uniformly just a hair below dao immortal, with the strongest of the lot was a Ling clan immortal, one who’d already gained an understanding of aether dao. When he accumulated enough knowledge, he could easily pluck the fruit and break through.

The Ling immortal looked at Lu Yun with unmasked hatred, but he, too, held his peace. It wasn’t because of the nearby Situ Zong, but because these immortals had plenty of experience with this kind of situation. It was quite common for them to put aside their personal grudges and differences to combat some ancient horror.

Necessity demanded it. Plus, it wouldn’t be too late to resume their grudges once the danger was past.

“All of you, come over here.” Lu Yun looked around the group he had gathered, then began relating what he knew to them. “Here’s the truth behind the dragon tomb. This place is actually a draconic ancestral ground. You can call it a dragon nest.”

“A dragon nest?!” His words caused a flurry of excitement to pass through the crowd, and some yelped in shock.

The dragon tomb was actually a nest?