Chapter 497: A Piece of Human Skin (2/2)
Plink! Plonk! Plink! Plonk!
A delightful melody of strings sounded as a graceful man dressed in white robes approached, surrounded by different notes.
It was Wayfarer!
Another Wayfarer!
“I do not know if these immortals are doomed, but I know that, as a member of the world of immortals, we must step forward at times like these, rather than watch from the sidelines.”
“Wayfarer...” Mo Yi’s senior sister gazed at the impeccably-groomed young man, her expression flickering through changes in quick succession. “You are no longer you.”
She schooled her face and sighed faintly.
“I am no longer Wayfarer after the real Wayfarer cut off his five senses and used our bodies to seal the cracks. I am Qin Sheng, also known as the Zither Saint. The cultivation of the eyes deviated and his body devoured mine, thus opening the crack. Although this was the eyes’ doing, I am still responsible.”
He smiled and manifested a zither before leaving for Azure Province.
……
A refreshing melody spread across Azure Province, rejuvenating the exhausted immortals.
“Finally.” Art Saint Wayfarer went up to Qin Sheng, protecting him with the beauty’s portrait, his eyes burning with suppressed greed. He had to keep his urges under control so as to not swallow Qin Sheng whole on the spot.
“The old guy’s real body is over there.” Art Saint pointed at the Wayfarer next to the ancient tomb, who was putting forth all of his efforts into a layout to bury immortals.
“Your cultivation has deviated and you’ve lost yourself to the taint of demons,” Qin Sheng responded as he played his instrument. “Wayfarer is dead. If that man really is him, then none of this would’ve happened.”
He spoke at a steady pace, his voice calm and collected. Crimson light flashed through Art Saint’s eyes, then he grimaced in great pain.
Qin Sheng glanced down at the Wayfarer below them. The man didn’t appear as a real person to his eyes, but as a piece of empty human skin.
……
Calling upon immense power, Wayfarer summoned sixty-four great mountain ranges from other parts of Azure Province to surround the ancient tomb according to the influences of the eight trigrams.
With the crack in the tomb torn open again, however, the swarm of yin spirits became even more deadly.
Lu Yun had stopped attacking. Luopan in hand, he moved around the sixty-four mountain ranges. He was going to set up both the tombs of yin and yang and a layout to bury immortals!
The power of yin and yang were the only thing that could seal the crack below.
Qing Han was faltering, and the yin spirits were becoming ever stronger. Hellfire’s countering effects were dwindling. Lu Yun could let hellfire rampage freely to keep them down, but then the world of immortals might become a second hell.
“Qing Han!!” Lu Yun almost lost his mind when he saw Qing Han collapse.
“Do not worry. I have her.” A pair of silver eyes opened gracefully, and a mild voice spoke into Lu Yun’s ear.
Violet radiance cascaded out of silver luminescence, surrounding Qing Han in a protective circle. A silver sword emerged in the air.
Cosmic Skycarver!
The sword found in the dragon nest of the North Sea appeared in the void, its brilliant sword energy filling the area and instantly cutting down the yin spirits. Empress Myrtlestar remained within the Scroll of Shepherding Immortals as she manipulated the Cosmic Eyes and Cosmic Skycarver.
“Do not use the power of the corpse puppet, or you will attract even stronger spirits and the tunnel beneath will be completely torn apart,” Empress Myrtlestar said calmly. “Qing Han is fine, and, unlike you, needs the tempering of life and death. She will be fine with me protecting her.”
Cosmic Skycarver fell into Qing Han’s hand in the next moment. She wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth and smiled at Lu Yun.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Lu Yun sent the corpse puppet back into the depths of Violetgrave.
Crackle!
Dark cyan lightning crackled once more around Lu Yun. He took a deep breath and stomped on the ground.
Then—
Powerful dragon howls rang out from all directions. The earthen veins beneath the sixty-four mountain ranges shot out of the ground as individual dirt-colored dragons.
The layout to bury immortals had taken shape, and sixty-four earthen veins slowly evolved into dragon veins under the influence of the layout. Prompted by Lu Yun’s compass, they’d emerged as dragons.