Chapter 575: Vastspace and Timelight (1/2)

The black chaos tribulation rampaged through Vastspace Mountain, crushing immortal crystals into pure immortal qi. With the efforts of the three surviving coffins, the energy collected as streams that flowed toward the broken Nine-Phoenix Casket.

A blood-red flame roared to life in the middle of a pile of shards. Reborn from its proverbial ashes, the mended casket arrayed itself in the center of Vastspace Mountain once more.

Ker-rack!

The giant skeleton began disassembling itself. Its head, body, arms, and legs detached and returned to their respective coffins.

Amid halos of black light, the Gates of Abyss opened once more to admit the coffins’ re-entry, upon which the set of ancient gates slowly ground shut.

Lu Yun shivered violently and finally noticed that the Deaf Prince and the others nearby were unconscious. The free-flowing immortal energy inside Vastspace Mountain was also completely gone.

Monster corpses were scattered about on the ground, their shapes identical to the crystal monstrosities from earlier. However, their crystalline forms were no more, having turned into something entirely different.

“These aren’t real monsters, they’re some kind of puppet!” he murmured to himself. “Was that woman just now Empress Vastspace?

“Space… and time. Together, they make up the fabric of the universe. [1] If Empress Timelight is the master of time, then Empress Vastspace must be the overlord over space. The nine dragon corpses on the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers called Empress Vastspace a traitor just now…”

Mulling over recent events, Lu Yun found that he’d tucked away something important for later perusal.

“In the time of the mythical Emperors Fall long ago, every great emperor was completely wiped out of existence. The title of ‘emperor’ itself became an ill-omened curse, something not to be claimed. It seems to me, though, that Empresses Timelight and Vastspace died before that era. Perhaps Vastspace betrayed Timelight somehow?” He shook his head slightly. History couldn’t be that simple. “Forget it. If Vastspace Mountain is Empress Vastspace’s treasure, it must contain power over space.”

Lu Yun couldn’t help thinking of the evil coffins again, including the Ninefooted Turtle Cist that had appeared at the eleventh hour.

Originally, he’d thought that the four coffins buried one person each. Instead, a single person was buried in all four! His body was split between them somehow. More importantly, Lu Yun had also seen a Blood Sea.

This time, it was the genuine article.

Given feedback from the Tome of Life and Death, the Blood Sea dated back to time immemorial. Humanity’s hell was built with it as the core. The fifty thousand kilometers’ worth of crimson waters to the southwest of Life Province were only a pale imitation.

The true Blood Sea was buried inside the four evil coffins—the same coffins that’d returned to hell to stare down the endless void once again, constantly on guard against the prisoners entrapped therein.

……

Shaking his head to cast off idle thoughts, Lu Yun turned his attention to the Deaf Prince and his friends on the ground. The World Chests they owned floated a short distance above them, covering them with a shower of blue light.