Chapter 513: Combat Art of Deduction (1/2)

Beigong Yu’s abrupt death was quite the shock. Lu Yun didn’t even have time to resurrect him. After his body disintegrated, his fragmented soul immediately turned into a yin spirit and was lured over by the celestial master tomb.

Lu Yun had wanted to summon Cangyin to check if the qilin tomb was in the area as well, but now thought better of it.

The celestial master tomb had devoured the kunpeng nest, which was closely linked to Beigong Yu. Beigong Yu’s demise must have been the result of some strange bloodline power.

“The Ingress Path is there as well!” Lu Yun sensed a slight tremor from the branch of the Ingress Path in his possession; it seemed eager to make its way to the tomb as well. He quickly circulated his inner energy to restrain the treasure. “Come on, let’s head to the tomb!”

Looking off in the direction where Beigong Yu had vanished without a trace, Lu Yun conjured another small boat and ferried himself and Qing Han toward the tomb. The Kunpeng King was only an Infernum, but he was an important asset to Lu Yun.

Hell was no longer the barren, lifeless world it had been. With the City of Life as the central hub, countless Infernum and the Dusk inhabitants brought in by Su Xiaoxiao and Xingzi had formed a full fledged society like those of the real world.

Beigong Yu played an important role in hell as one of the deputies of the City of Life. With his sudden and inexplicable death, the city would fall into temporary confusion.

Moreover, he was one of Lu Yun’s first batch of Infernum. He possessed great strength and the potential to become even stronger. There was a chance for him to reach the dao immortal realm, so Lu Yun wasn’t going to just let him die like this.

The Sal Tree of Life and Death in Lu Yun’s dantian had a good number of karmic fruit swaying on its branches. One of them would be more than enough to resurrect Beigong Yu.

First, though, he would have to find Beigong Yu’s yin spirit.

The celestial master tomb was about two hundred and fifty thousand kilometers away, which wasn’t that great a distance for Lu Yun to traverse now. With Boundless Step, he could make his way to the tomb in a single stride.

“Oh?” He stopped himself just short of utilizing the death art, expression grave.

“What’s wrong?” Qing Han asked, noticing his change in mood.

“My death art is amplified at least a hundred times in this world!” Lu Yun’s face gained a tinge of shock. “One single step will take me twenty-five million kilometers in this unknown world. Why is this?” He stared at the land with confusion. “My death art being buffed to this extent… that’s only ever happened in hell. What does this place have to do with hell?”

Whoosh!

Lu Yun extended his hand and ignited a wisp of hellfire from his palm. His mastery over the flame had improved more than a hundred times as well, just like how things were in the netherworld.

Within the netherworld, Lu Yun’s strength could reach peak origin dao immortal realm, on par with the celestial emperors. Here, however, his death arts and hellfire were the only things being strengthened.

“This world must be connected to hell somehow! No wonder whatever’s in the celestial master tomb can break the power of the Tome of Life and Death and turn Beigong Yu into a yin spirit!” Lu Yun turned to Qing Han, hesitant.

“Don’t even think about sending me away,” Qing Han said without missing a beat. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Lu Yun was reluctant, but he could never say no to Qing Han.