Chapter 493: The Last Sanctuary (2/2)

The governor could understand all these things. Besides coming from humble origins, Lu Yun himself was fairly weak. He didn’t have the strength sufficient to own what he possessed, which was why he attracted undue attention.

If some great faction owned Dusk Province, the inheritance tower, and everything else, things would be very different. It was also because of his weakness that the governor had trouble accepting the gravity painted by the youth’s words.

The final undead tide? One that could turn Azure Province into a desolate wasteland? That sounded as credible as a fairy tale.

“Dusk Province’s tomb is already broken,” said Lu Yun. “Azure Province isn’t alone in its plight. Very soon, Crimson Province to the south and Argent Province in the west will undergo something similar.”

The Azure Governor became as white as a ghost.

“I understand! O ancestor, I beseech you!” He shook his governor’s seal once more, as if calling on someone.

The Azure, Crimson, and Argent Provinces were different from Dusk.

Five thousand years ago, Dusk Province had sustained a serious blow that saw the annihilation of its then-governor’s clan. Later governors were natives of the province, but they didn’t belong to the old governing bloodline.

The other three provinces boasted eighty thousand years of heritage, and their governors’ clans were some of the oldest in the world. In terms of strength, they were more than a match for the likes of the Fengs and Qings.

Due to the three provinces’ exceptionalism, and the fact that they experienced regular calamities, the Nephrite emperor restricted the clans’ origin dao immortals, rather than wiping them out.

The simplicity of Lu Yun’s words helped the Azure Governor understand the gravity of the situation and he immediately woke up his clan’s sleeping origin dao immortal. Two more spirit seals appeared in the governor’s hands, to which he flicked into the wind, sending them speeding toward Argent and Crimson Provinces.

The imperial court?

After Zhao Fengyang’s abdication, the three provincial clans couldn’t be bothered with Zhao Changkong’s affairs.

……

Boom!

The tomb at the heart of Azure Province split open with a deafening sound. Countless spirits and undead dispersed like smoke in every direction. Although the troops of Azure Province were already in place, they were nevertheless flustered by the sheer volume of their opposition.

In the span of a few seconds, the million soldiers of the Azure Legion went up in smoke. Nothing of their bodies, souls, or spirits remained.

It was an absolute disaster.

Ordinary immortals were powerless before the undead tide, and innumerable defensive formations were broken, their wards consumed.

“Die!” The Azure Governor wept tears of blood to see so many of his people gone within seconds. Bringing the entire province’s power to bear with his governing seal, he charged into the torrent of evil spirits.

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“The four ancient tombs are four openings to the outer worlds. Now that one’s been opened, the world of immortals is one step closer to destruction. That person cut off his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears to seal the openings, but he failed in the end…”

High above the earth, Mo Yi quietly stood in a plane of her own. She sighed wistfully at the sight of countless spirits and undead surrounding Azure Province.

“Dusk Province is where the human emperor fell. The human demon and immortal restriction are there to protect it. But Azure Province benefits from no such luck.

“The prelude of this world’s destruction begins here. Soon, the last sanctuary in all the universe will disappear.”