Chapter 468: This Old Servant Ate It (1/2)

The lines were so faint that as to be nearly invisible, but they were indeed present on the Sacred Origin Runes of the hanging coffin, compromising the solid integrity of the runes.

That was enough for Lu Yun.

“The patterns the runes form are most likely an unknown formation, one that isn’t even recorded in the Formation Orb… Well, maybe it is, but neither Feinie nor I can access it due to our lacking cultivation.”

Lu Yun stopped damaging the reflection of the Sacred Origin Runes and carefully peeled them off the reflected coffin. The real runes shifted slightly before settling down.

“If Lu Shenhou had attacked with a thousand slashes in a split second, he would’ve killed me through killing my reflection.” Lu Yun touched the center of his forehead, where there was an imperceptible wound left by Lu Shenhou’s attack. Shockingly, Lu Yun had failed to heal the strange wound after many attempts.

Such was the unique power of the Sword of Chaos.

“My level of cultivation right now is too low, too damn low… if I reach the heights of the emperor in the era of human dao, the twin layout and its reflective properties will allow me to replace reality with illusions and kill people without even touching them!” Lu Yun smacked his lips together, his thoughts straying from the incomplete Mirage layout.

Ever since visiting the tombs of yin and yang on Levitating Island, he’d practiced these kinds of twin layouts by projecting feng shui layouts from one place to another with the same technique.

The pair he’d set up here was a prototype. To perfect it, he would have to improve his mastery over formations and feng shui. It wasn’t only a feng shui layout, but also a formation, a perfect amalgamation of the two sides of the same coin.

That was a height Lu Yun had yet to reach, but the layout was good enough to deal with imperfect Sacred Origin Runes.

Despite the runes that’d been set up by the Exalted Celestial Emperor being inferior to those of the true divine emperor, they were still formations Lu Yun didn’t know, thus they would greatly enrich his knowledge in the field.

He’d been unable to see the complete picture and all of the secrets behind the runes, but the small opening left the runes imperfect, allowing Lu Yun glimpses into the runes’ secrets.

His eyes turned pitch black as two balls of faint flames burst out. As he entered a trance, his hands fluttered and twisted like butterflies, breaking apart the reflection of the runes.

Splash!

After an imperceptible amount of time, the reflection abruptly fell apart. The real runes on the hanging coffin trembled in response. Seemingly oblivious to the changes, Lu Yun closed his eyes and took out an immortal crystal to replicate the runes again.

Once, twice, thrice!

Lu Yun created a reflection of the runes again and again, each time compromising the perfect reflections and disassembling them. Every time he broke apart the reflection, the real runes on the hanging coffin shook until the coffin itself began to tremble.

After copying the runes over for the eighteenth time, he broke the reflection apart immediately rather than damaging it first. However, it took him ten times longer to do so this time. He breathed out heavily, taking a pill out of his storage ring and making to plop it into his mouth.

“Don’t!” Qi Hai stopped him hurriedly. “You can’t eat, drink, or replenish energy for the moment, or the thing on your back will eat you.”

“What?” Lu Yun gave him a flabbergasted look.

“An old friend of mine once ignored it like you are doing now, planning to take it slow and steady to find a way to deal with the thing. Then...” Qi Hai paused. “The thing devoured him when he was eating.”

Sullenly, Lu Yun put the pill back and caught his breath. Again, he picked up the immortal crystal and copied the runes over. This time, the runes he created were far stronger, and the entire process took him much less time.

Qi Hai had become numb to the proceedings. He stared blankly ahead as Lu Yun recreated and disassembled the runes again and again, the original runes on the scarlet coffin growing increasingly dimmer.

The tomb owner in the coffin had struggled to break the seal over the coffin at the start of things, but now it’d quieted down so as to not disturb Lu Yun.

“He really has deciphered the Sacred Origin Runes of the divine emperor.” Qi Hai had lost the ability to be surprised by the time the real runes disappeared.

That Exalted Divine fool is nothing. This kid is the heir to hell! Its past overlord could kill a hundred Exalted Divine emperors with a single punch. Qi Hai had now become fully accustomed to Lu Yun’s other identity.