Chapter 916.1: Destruction of the Builder Tree (2/2)

Neither he nor Haotian noticed that the stars within a radius of a billion kilometers were arranged into a strange phenomenon—a ghostly face that seemed to be both crying and laughing.

……

Lu Yun quickly darted a billion kilometers away and completely departed the vicinity of where they’d been.

“Why did you run? The Worldcarver in your hands could’ve chopped that blasted Haotian apart with one move!” Huaxu frowned at the slightly pale Lu Yun.

In her eyes, Haotian was the only figure keeping the celestial court together. It would dissolve if he died, which would give the human race an easy opening into the world of celestials without having to go to war.

“There’s more than just Haotian there, there’s an even more terrifying existence where we were.” Lu Yun looked back at where they’d come from. “I wasn’t able to identify where it was hiding.”

“Do you mean the akasha ghost that fled from Pangu’s tomb?” the Yin Prince asked in a trembling voice.

“Precisely.” Lu Yun nodded and frowned slightly. “It’s ready this time. If I’d summoned the Sal Tree and ignited hellfire in space, it would’ve taken both away from me. But if I don’t have hellfire, I won’t be able to project the two creators to suppress it.

“Ah, Your Majesty, your injuries…” he recalled that the Yin Prince was grievously injured.

“I’ll be fine with a bit of rest.” Houtu nodded reassuringly.

Meanwhile, Huaxu peered back at the location they’d left and grimaced at what she saw. “You’re right, there is indeed a very terrifying thing there.”

Her replica didn’t see a thing, but her true form sat at the highest reaches of the world of celestials and overlooked the entire world, including its sky. She wove a map of the stars with a casual wave and displayed it to the group.

The face that seemed to be both laughing and crying peered back out at them.

“It’s that being alright!” Color drained from the Yin Prince’s face.

“The akasha ghost has become one with the stars!” Lu Yun was appalled by the discovery. The patch of space on the map was at least two billion kilometers across! This was a clear indicator of the akasha ghost’s dreadful might—it’d maintained its own form after becoming one with the cosmos!

“Realm monsters are not the greatest enemy…” Huaxu murmured. “Akasha ghosts are.”

“Please bestow unto me a strand of your soul force, Your Majesty!” Lu Yun suddenly bowed to Huaxu.

“My soul force?” Huaxu blinked. “What do you want that for?” Though she asked with curiosity, she handed a tendril over to Lu Yun before she finished her question.

“Not just Your Majesty’s, but Senior Leize and Hongjun’s as well! If you would so kindly do me the favor, Your Majesty.” Lu Yun entwined the strand around his finger tips. “I haven’t heard of your names or legends in the future… I must obtain a strand of your soul force to prevent your demise in future disaster. I will resurrect all of you when I have the ability to.”

“To bring those of us dead back to life? Are you seeking to go against the heavens?” Huaxu’s true form had obtained Hongjun and Leize’s soul force, and handed them to Lu Yun through her connection to her replica.

“It’s not going against the heavens if I collect your soul force in this era. All I can say is that the seeds of karma are planted now to bear fruit in the future.” Lu Yun smiled. The little fox had sealed off the premises with the Bell of Chaos, so even someone like Haotian wouldn’t be able to eavesdrop.

“Your Majesty Houtu.” Lu Yun looked toward the Yin Prince’s party.

Clang!

The bell shook slightly and suddenly devoured the Yin Prince, Yulei, and Shentu.

“You can do without them, I’ve sent them into the bell to cultivate.” The little fox burrowed into Lu Yun’s robes and popped her head back out. “Jing Huaci can’t control Timelight Tower by herself, she needs the combined efforts of several others. Houtu is one of the strongest among the connate great gods, so she’ll do!”

Lu Yun stared dumbly at the little fox, uncertain of what to make of this.