Chapter 526: Wheres My Flesh? (2/2)

Lu Yun paused, then nodded. “Alright. You may join me… I’ll create a formation of heaven and earth for you after the auction in Dusk.”

It was an unusually complicated process to etch the formation. Lu Yun had only been able to set one up for Zhao Zhicheng earlier because of the pre-existing Formation of Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Demons in his body. The same couldn’t be replicated in Zou Longxiu.

“Many thanks, sir!” Zou Longxiu knelt on one knee and raised a cupped fist salute at Lu Yun, his eyes bright with gratitude.

“Actually,” Lu Yun commented suddenly. “I think your strength would double if you severed your maternal bloodline.”

“I would rather die!” Zou Longxiu responded with great determination.

Like the Scaled-Dragon King, he’d betrayed his own faction because he was unwilling to sever his own bloodline. His true form, a mutated ice mo, came with great talent and combat arts, but he wasn’t a pureblood. There was a trace of another bloodline from his mother’s side in his body.

Although the Yellow Springs Land emperor highly valued him, he’d also been pressuring Zou Longxiu to purify his bloodline, which he was unwilling to do because of its connection to his mother.

The emperor had one again given the order to excise the secondary bloodline when he bestowed a formation spot to Zou Longxiu. That’d planted the seed of defection in the monster king’s mind.

In fact, he’d come to the ghost realm of his own accord, planning to fake his death and leave the court. He’d simply adjusted his plan when he saw Lu Yun.

Lu Yun nodded noncommittally.

……

News of the thief’s tunnel spread far and wide as many immortals warned their peers via transmission talismans. Increasing numbers of immortals opted for the tunnel over the uncanny front gates of the tomb.

When they entered the large, lightless cavern, many immortals tried, and failed, to illuminate the environment with fires, luminous pearls, and even combat arts. Moreover, their consciousnesses were increasingly restrained the further in they went. In the end, they could only sense roughly nine meters around themselves.

“Do you know where my flesh is?” sounded a haunting voice by a peerless immortal’s ears.

“What?” he asked without thinking.

“My flesh—”

Swoosh!

Something seemed to drape over him, suffocating him like he was drowning.

“Help… me...” He was silenced before his cry for help could escape his mouth.

Silence permeated the air; the darkness was unrelenting. No one noticed that a peerless immortal had died soundlessly.

A sheet of human skin slowly rose to his feet in the dark.

“Where’s my flesh...?”

1. In Chinese mythology, Yellow Springs is the name of the underworld, possibly a reference to the second-longest Yellow River in China.