Chapter 1042: The Rotting Kun Within the Corpse Coffin (1/2)
Murky gray fog filled the surroundings.
A realm monster’s body looked crystalline and translucent from the outside, easily seen through with a single glance. But once Lu Yun entered, he found that everything here was hazy and indistinct, just like the zone of pollution in the chaos.
What set it apart was that there was no energy of the worlds here, just a dense weighty, stagnant power.
“It’s so cold.” Ying Luo’s voice suddenly sounded behind Lu Yun.
He smiled ruefully, he hadn’t thought the girl would follow him inside. If she was with him, he wouldn’t be able to use a lot of his methods. It wasn’t like he could kill the girl to keep his secrets now, could he?
When Wei Yuan appeared on the scene earlier, Ying Luo’s first instinct had been to protect Lu Yun, even at the cost of fabricating a ridiculous lie. Now that she’d followed him into the realm monster, he really didn’t know how to handle the situation.
“But you’re fine in here?” Looking at the nonchalant Lu Yun, Ying Luo realized that she’d too impulsively followed the wanderer.
“It’s fine once you get used to it.” Lu Yun shifted around as his internal energy caused changes within his body every second. It constantly adjusted his physical form so he could acclimate to the surroundings.
This was an instinctive reaction at this point of his life. Lu Yun’s old trade was tomb raiding, something he’d pursued when he was still a mortal. Modifying behavior, mannerisms, and habits in his line of work was a necessity. Now that he cultivated the immortal dao, he still retained the habit of frequently adjusting his body so as to adapt to a new environment as soon as possible.
“Okay.” Ying Luo nodded and looked around, asking hesitantly, “Why do all of these corpses look kind of strange? They don’t seem like regular bodies…”
“Oh?” Lu Yun blinked.
“They seem like coffins,” Ying Luo mused. “You can’t tell from the outside, but when you’re inside, this feels like a coffin.”
“Coffin… a corpse coffin!” Lu Yun’s expression changed drastically and he looked wildly around him, operating formula dao at the same time.
Since the inside of the realm monster was suffused with opaque air currents, he couldn’t see through to the heart of anything. He could only use formula dao to calculate the truth of the situation.
The dao of burial had long died out in the worlds, but it’d never been broken in the chaos. As a genius disciple of a sacred palace, Ying Luo’s knowledge was far richer than Lu Yun’s.
“Coffins that have endured a chaos tribulation are all filled with cloudy currents like these.” Ying Luo ignored Lu Yun’s motions and reached out to gently close her hand around a ball of murky air. “It’s very similar to the patch of chaos affected by the energy of the worlds, but different at the same time.”
Lu Yun retracted his formula dao and looked at Ying Luo.
“I wonder who’s buried here.” Still ignoring Lu Yun, Ying Luo murmured to herself as she looked around.
Lu Yun’s eyes suddenly widened and he grabbed the girl, hauling her to his side.
“What is it?” Shuddering, she surreptitiously freed her hand from Lu Yun’s grasp.
“Remember the mental illusion that bewitched all of the beings that entered the tomb before the bloody path appeared?” Lu Yun asked with a frown. “I’d been searching for the source of that illusion, and it looks like it originates from these realm monster corpses.”
Ying Luo shuddered once more. She had indeed been in a strange mental state just now. If Lu Yun hadn’t shaken her awake, she would’ve followed her impulses and probed further inside.
“The mental illusions are dispersed from here, but they don’t come from here.” Lu Yun forced his mind to calm down and refrain from racing with random thoughts. The more one had on their mind, the more easily they’d be affected by this mental attack.
“Since we’re here, we should try to make the best of things.” He strode forward and headed into the depths of the realm monster. Ying Luo followed close on his heels as she didn’t want to be left behind.