Chapter 1169: Severing Karmic Ties (1/2)

The zombie king trembled. Though he’d never seen the Sanguine Flame before today and didn’t know what it was, full understanding dawned the moment he laid eyes on it. He knew that it could thoroughly destroy him—it was destiny.

His birth was meant for the blood-red flame in front of him.

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“Don’t come any nearer!” he shrieked. “I’m evolved from the body of God. If you destroy God’s corpse, God will die as well!”

Lu Yun came to an abrupt halt. He thought of what God had told him before, that the four Abysses of Divine Burial needed to be filled in. But with the zombie king here, the abyss would continue to appear throughout the world and never be fully erased. This wouldn’t change unless the zombie king died.

God hadn’t told Lu Yun anything about this zombie king—everything was a result of his own calculations. However, he hadn’t considered that God and the zombie king shared the same roots. That if the zombie king died, so would God perish.

Lu Yun hesitated.

As he paused with indecision, the zombie king suddenly leapt into motion and melded into the void as a shower of crimson light. He’d reach the highest level of being a zombie and actually exceeded that level of existence. When he ran into danger, he could turn light and vanish into the air.

This was an innate talent of the zombie kings.

Boom!

The void trembled as a surge of mammoth strength exploded from nowhere. The crimson light that’d become part of the air was rejected and bounced back.

“What?! This isn’t possible!” Reforming into a solid entity, the zombie king looked at the Bridge of Forgetfulness with confusion and bafflement.

He knew of the structure floating in the air. Once an important treasure of the human dao hell, its true strength was on par with an ultimate treasure of the chaos. But his was an existence beyond the chaos and having reached the third realm. How was he unable to contend with the bridge?

Plainly, the bottom of the abyss was the zombie king’s birthplace—a layout for the tomb of the living. It was his domain, so the bridge couldn’t harm the zombie king, but neither could the zombie king escape the area.

This tomb of the living had become a huge prison.

“God will die if I kill you?” Lu Yun advanced upon the zombie king with the oil lamp in land.

Intense fear flooded out all other emotions in the zombie king’s eyes. The approaching Sanguine Flame pounded with the ominous footsteps of fate, continuously burning away his thoughts and reconsigning him to nothingness.

This zombie king was the first existence beyond the chaos in the worlds, but destiny seemed to have played an extreme joke on him. He hadn’t had the chance to emerge in the world and display his might in the third realm before his fate arrived with finality.

“That’s right!” The zombie king forced himself to calm down. He could tell that Lu Yun cared very much about God.

“Though you’ve ascended beyond the chaos and your strength has reached the third realm, you’re still a little bit off.” Lu Yun frowned slightly. While he couldn’t call upon his full strength, he could use the cultivation realm of his past self—which had been solidly beyond the chaos—to identify the zombie king’s flaws.

“You still reside in this abyss and create more Abysses of Divine Burial to control divine spirits and bury divines not for the world of immortals, and not out of service to the heavyweights of the Hongmeng, but because of God.” He looked deeply at the zombie king. “If you eat the reborn God, then you’ll truly reach the third realm and even become one of its kings.”

The zombie king’s expression shifted again and again, but fear remained on it all the while.