Chapter 885: Rearbow (1/2)
Inert in Lu Yun’s arms, the little fox’s ears suddenly twitched gently before she blearily lifted her head and looked at Lu Yun with baby-blue eyes.
“Hongjun left a restriction in your true spirit, so you wouldn’t have really died.” Lu Yun caressed her head and winked at her.
Blinking, the little fox took a second to collect her bearings and then… scrambled out of Lu Yun’s arms and shot onto his head.
“Oh no, oh no, ohnonono. Dijiang has the Bell of Chaos!” She panicked, running ‘round and ‘round on Lu Yun’s head.
Lu Yun: ……
Daoist Yuyu: ……
Wahuang: ……
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No one knew how or why the little fox had come back to life, but neither was anyone determined to get to the bottom of it. Maybe things were like what Lie Shan had said, that a great master by the name of Hongjun had left a restriction in her true spirit and spared her from succumbing to her injuries.
Those who were unfamiliar with the name looked around blankly, while those who had heard of it remained silent. No one was willing to pursue this mysterious existence that’d listed himself as a taboo.
The little fox was just as lively as before her resurrection, but she was a frantic mess. Too many secrets were sealed within the Bell of Chaos, including the Deaf Prince and the six others. If a divine weapon of time that didn’t belong to this day and age suddenly appeared in this eon, then it could very likely give rise to a series of horrifying events.
However, no one knew where Dijiang was. Even Leize wasn’t able to locate the demon god.
“Now that Dijiang has the bell, we probably won't be able to get it back even if we find him. In that case, let’s just see how things play out.” After musing over various possibilities, Lu Yun finally sighed and set it aside for now.
“Tianqi, I have matters to attend to and must leave the tribes for a while. You have a mission to carry out in my absence—ferret out any demon god who’s creating trouble for humans and kill them all. If you can’t, partner with Bingyi. If that still proves insufficient, go to Mount Buzhou and ask Her Majesty to take the field!” Lu Yun summoned his disciple.
Nuanzi had acknowledged his status and confirmed humanity as a peak race in the great wilderness. If there was any great master who still courted death even now and sowed discord among the tribes, then Lu Yun would do as Nuanzi had said and bring down the full might of his wrath upon them.
However, he wasn’t strong enough to easily sweep all of his enemies just yet. He could temporarily summon hellfire and bolster himself with it, but like he’d said in the earlier battle, Lu Yun was less than Nuanzi for now. He was less than even Dijiang, unless they happened to be in the netherdark and he was reinforced by the true Sea of Hellfire.
He had the faintest hunch that Fuxi’s return from the chaos would be the prelude to a heaven-shattering war. Perhaps demon god rule over the great wilderness would end in that war, and human dao might be… officially established.
Therefore, he really needed to get stronger.
However, he couldn’t cultivate in his Xing Chen replica. This body of the world had only come to be because Qing Yu had theorized the proper method to do so—refine the five divine treasures and nine connate spirit roots into him so that he could break through into the chaos realm.
The Dusk River, living soil, Traceless, corpsefire, and demonic tree were all in hand. In fact, they’d all melded into Xing Chen’s body thanks to their journey through spacetime. If Lu Yun could find the nine connate spirit roots in this era and continued to incorporate them, then Xing Chen’s strength would increase as a result.