Chapter 914: Trap (1/2)

“What do you want our soul force for?” Wahuang asked with surprise when Lu Yun said he wanted a tendril from both her and Fuxi.

Soul force was energy radiated by the soul and not the soul itself. It had nothing to do with the true spirit and it wouldn’t harm living beings to lose a little bit of it. Of course, when it came to shamanic dao in the future, a mere tendril of soul force was enough to take someone’s life. It was all that various curses need to operate on, but that was neither here nor there.

“I haven’t found any traces of you two in the future… I don’t know if you’re still alive, so I want to keep a bit of your soul force, just in case,” Lu Yun responded candidly.

“You can guarantee our survival with just a strand of soul force?” Wahuang handed over her soul force while Lu Yun looked at Fuxi.

The holy emperor shook his head. “There’s no need for mine, I’ve already met the future me. I am not dead then.”

Lu Yun’s eyes shot wide. He’d met himself? Fuxi really was a bold man of great talent. The blood demon hadn’t dared seek out Darkriver or Luo Houluo after returning to the great wilderness, afraid that that would somehow prevent him from returning to his proper time. Fuxi, however, had sought himself out.

“In that case, I’ll make a trip to Pangu’s tomb again.” Lu Yun nodded to the two holy emperors.

“Pangu’s tomb… you’ve seen the Yin Prince?” Wahuang gaped. “You made it out alive after seeing her?” She found this a little too incredible.

The Yin Prince was the great danger in Pangu’s tomb, no one who ever saw her walked out alive. Just a glimpse of her army of yin soldiers had been enough to scare off brother and sister last time. Though the Yin Prince knew Fuxi and Wahuang, they didn’t know her.

“I have indeed seen her, but she’s not the great danger in the tomb. In fact, I think the actual danger’s already left the tomb.” Lu Yun thought of the enormous akasha ghost.

“Left?” Fuxi’s eyes glinted.

“Yes indeed, but I don’t know if it’ll come back,” Lu Yun sighed. “The Yin Prince is a good person, but there are no legends of her in the future world of immortals. I don’t want her to die like this.”

“The Yin Prince is a good person?” Wahuang goggled. “Her eight bearers are refined from the corpses of connate demon gods even stronger than my father Leize. That makes her a good person?”

She laughed uproariously, like she’d heard the greatest joke ever since the beginning of time.

“Those eight bearers probably would’ve transformed into eight unimaginable terrors if she hadn’t refined them into puppets. They would’ve filled the tomb beyond capacity,” Lu Yun responded solemnly. “If it wasn’t for her standing guard in Pangu’s tomb, the great wilderness would’ve become great misery a long time ago.”

“That’s true.” Fuxi nodded. “I didn’t discover traces of the Yin Prince in the future either, so she more than likely perished in one of the disasters to come.”

“In that case, I’m visiting Pangu’s tomb again.” Lu Yun left without hesitation and took the thieves’ tunnel he’d dug last time.

All was the same as had appeared on his first visit. The magnificently grand and creepily gloomy palace still towered in the center, but empty now since all of the creatures that haunted it had been seared to ashes by hellfire. The footprints in the palace had also disappeared with the departure of the akasha ghost.