Chapter 942: Chaos Dao Fruit (1/2)

“He’s dead… Fuxi’s really dead!” The little fox flashed into human form and cried soundlessly in front of the demon god’s tomb. Grief and sorrow overcame Lu Yun and Qing Yu as well.

Lu Yun thought back to when he’d first met Fuxi and how stunned he’d been to learn that the demon god was Wayfarer. Though Fuxi hadn't given Lu Yun much aid in the great wilderness, his existence had shone like a beacon of light, guiding the lost Lu Yun to the right path.

Who would've thought that their goodbyes in the chaos would be the final farewell?

Fuxi really had died in his mission to the chaos!

“So who built the tomb then?” Qing Yu murmured to herself. “There’s no heaven and earth in the chaos, no feng shui, no great dao… but here we have a structure that conforms to the layout of burial. Was it created by the unknown existence that inherited Fuxi’s identity?”

Qing Yu had started learning the ways of feng shui and burial from Lu Yun, so she could tell from a quick scan that the tomb in front of them was constructed according to proper burial layouts. This wasn't something that would form naturally.

“Not him, he wouldn't be so kind hearted.” Lu Yun looked down and mentally sifted through everything that he’d experienced in the great wilderness. The fake Fuxi had suffered injuries in the chaos, but Lu Yun hadn't known the truth at the time and brought the imposter to the Sea of Hellfire. There, he’d brought the fake Fuxi back to life with the Resurrection death art and healed his trauma in the process.

“He wants to kill me.” Color drained out of Lu Yun’s face. “He set up numerous death traps for me in Fuxi’s original plans. However, he never knew what my trump cards were, so I was able to evade death again and again all these years.

“More’s the pity for him that he isn't a true match for Fuxi. It’s set in stone that the holy emperor will successfully bring me back to the past and see me become the Flame Emperor. The imposter couldn't eradicate me, no matter what he tried in the future. He couldn't deny a truth that had happened in the past!”

A sudden tremble shook Lu Yun. “It’s no accident that he told me he met himself in the future, he wanted to ensure that I would visit Earth and see him at Mount Buzhou! The moment I retrieve all of Fuxi’s five senses marks the moment of my death.”

Standing in front of Fuxi’s tomb, everything revealed itself after an intense round of deduction.

Qing Yu looked at Lu Yun and nodded slightly. Her grasp of formula dao was greater than his, so she'd also come to these conclusions as well. But how to resolve all this was up to her dao partner.

“Fuxi learned of his destiny when he traveled to the future, but he still headed willingly to his death. If my speculations are correct, the way to counter the imposter is in this tomb.” Confidence surfaced in Lu Yun’s eyes when he looked at the large tomb in front of them. It was complete faith in Fuxi. “The holy emperor created feng shui and formations after observing the laws of nature. If he could see his own demise and the existence that would walk the great wilderness in his form, he would certainly leave some contingencies in place for this turn of events.

“Fuxi’s tomb is the key to solving everything.”

Lu Yun didn't think that upon learning the future to come, Fuxi would just accept without a struggle that someone would be along to assume his identity and scheme against the great wilderness and the entire realm. Not only was the holy emperor well versed in feng shui and formations, but he was even more skilled in fortune telling and deducing destinies. Why else would he have chosen Lu Yun out of all the souls in all time periods of the world and bring him back to the great wilderness so that he could become the Flame Emperor?

Fated Spider Ah Zhi possessed the ability to see through one’s fate. Though she was dead now, her soul force slept in a Hell Flower and would awaken in due time.

Lu Yun slowly opened his hand to allow two scrolls to float above his palm. They were the Yellow River Map and Inscription of the River Luo that Fuxi had left to him before entering the chaos.

Hummm.

A minute change occurred in the chaos the moment the two peerless connate treasures appeared. An enormous door of black light appeared on the front of the tomb and a rainbow bridge extended from it.

“Fuxi’s here alright!” Lu Yun, Qing Yu, and the little fox looked at each other before setting foot on the bridge. The Yellow River Map and Inscription of the River Luo transformed into twin orbs of light and shadow to slowly meld into Fuxi’s tomb.

This tomb was something that Fuxi had built for himself. It followed the most primitive of burial layouts and took the form of an enormous palace. Four large pillars stood in the palace corners with carved statues of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise fixed to them. There was another enormous pillar in the center of the palace; Fuxi was present in his true form and nailed to that pillar.

As a dragon-snake, Fuxi possessed the head of a dragon and body of a snake. He had three eyes, two arms, and faintly golden scales covering his body. His normally brightly alert eyes were dim and unfocused.

“Fuxi… really… is dead…” Lu Yun’s heart trembled as he stared at the demon god’s corpse. He’d cherished a small fantasy that if Fuxi had built a tomb for himself in the chaos, he might still be alive here. Surely he’d just made this tomb his new base of operations and was still laying out the best plans for this realm.

But, it had been just a daydream.