Chapter 527: Fangyang Xing (1/2)

The indistinct sound of bubbles bursting echoed through the darkness and more immortals fell into silence. When they stood back up again, they were no more than human skins, wandering among their living peers on the hunt for their flesh and blood.

In this void, an inscrutable force exerted its influence upon the immortals’ senses. Their consciousnesses couldn’t leave their body, and even Lu Yun’s Spectral Eye was prevented from seeing his surroundings clearly.

Many immortals carefully stumbled along in the lightless expanse, projecting their consciousnesses over their bodies to guard against sneak attacks. Alas, the mystery in the darkness transformed them into skins all the same.

“There’s light here?” Lu Yun’s heart skipped a beat. There was a white dot in front of him. It didn’t look too bright, but it lit up a circle about three meters wide. Those who saw it felt a glimmer of hope dawn in their hearts. Quite a few immortals sped up their footsteps toward it.

“Don’t go, it’s a trap!” Lu Yun gasped when he sensed the flurry of air currents denoting movement. His voice was muffled by the mysterious power lingering in the air, so no one heard him at all.

Thirty or so of the stronger immortals were the first to reach it; there were even two aether dao immortals among them.

Fwoosh!

When they drew near, the light suddenly burst into a sinister, stark-white flame.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It exploded several times with deafening noise, igniting something with the energy it gave off.

A pillar of flame surged into the sky, lighting up everything within several hundred meters and showing the thirty-odd immortals that they were ensnared in a misty formation. Soon, they shrieked in pain and anguish.

“The Corpse Refinement Formation and Hadal Bonefire. ...Jiangchen Xie!” Lu Yun blitzed backward, dragging the Scaled-Dragon King, Zou Longxiu, and the two cocoons floating in the air with him.

The ashen firelight of the Corpse Refinement Formation lit up the endless darkness, illuminating everything as far as the eye could see. Jiangchen Xie’s form appeared atop it. His cultivation had reached peak returned void, and the presence he emanated was as terrifyingly impenetrable as an ocean.

His zombie king body was no more. Instead, he was covered head to toe by pure bone arts—the Hadal Bonefire had fused entirely into him.

The vessel that had previously contained it—the gargantuan bone monstrosity—had been turned into a Corpse Refinement Formation. Hadal Bonefire seemed to have the power to drive back the darkness, as its burning flames weakened the intense malice in the air.

The immortals’ senses gradually returned to them.

“Junior sister… what happened to you?!” a shrill cry filled with incredulous fear rang out.

One unfortunate immortal was aghast to find the junior sister about to become his dao partner no more than a sheet of human skin. Her bones, flesh, nascent spirit, and organs were nowhere to be found.

“Have you seen my flesh… senior brother?” came the creepy question from the hollow mouth in her pretty skin. It slowly expanded, then wrapped her senior brother within. With a soft pop, he turned into a skin as well.

“Junior sister, my flesh is missing too.” The senior brother’s skin slowly puffed up. Its blank, sunken sockets focused on its ‘junior sister’.

“Let’s go find our flesh together, senior brother.” The bizarre pair ‘glanced’ at the nearby immortals with their eyeless cavities. “Look… so much flesh…”

The onlookers trembled. More human skins were mixed in among their number, and they now opened boneless arms to pounce upon their former comrades.

“Die!” someone screamed. Blades began flashing in resistance against the strange human skins.