Chapter 502: Internment of Heaven and Earth (1/2)

Sixty-four dragons formed from earthen veins created a sprawling layout that protected Lu Yun and the others within.

However, the scarlet yin spirits seemed to be actively commanded. Aside from their persistent assault on the Azure capital, they directed part of their attention to the well-protected Lu Yun.

There were still roughly two hundred Feng and Qing immortals left in the province. Aside from Feng Wuxian and Qing Yuezhe, six more dao immortals stood among them.

Picking up chunks of earth, Lu Yun used the ultimate technique of equipment dao—forge of earth and sky—to refine that many coffins, then buried all of them alive. He needed everything he’d ever learned to resolve this crisis.

Interment of heaven and earth!

Rather than a single tomb, this feng shui layout was for a mausoleum, one for all of the Feng and Qing immortals to come. Only something as complete as a mausoleum could possibly bury this devastating breach.

Yes, ‘bury’ was the right word.

His Spectral Eye saw the will of death in the great fissure. It was as if the world beyond had already died, and putting that to rest had to come before anything else. The interment of heaven and earth was the strongest layout for a mausoleum there was, and was the only way the will of death could be buried at all.

……

Art Saint and Qin Sheng brought the Feng and Qing immortals soon enough.

Lu Yun had heard Zhao Changkong’s words loud and clear. The Qing Clan was Qing Han’s family and now that her father was patriarch in deed, as well as name, he had no reason to refuse them.

The Feng clan? He didn’t give a shit about them.

The two clans’ immortals glared at Lu Yun with alternating looks of rancor and terror, but he ignored them and soldiered on.

“Hold on. These immortals have too much resentment in them, and I don’t know where the other end of this breach connects to. The aura of death is so thick… if I bury them in ordinary coffins, they’ll probably become corpse demons and cause more trouble in a thousand years.”

Lu Yun clapped his hands together. The coffins he’d refined shattered to pieces, dumping their new inhabitants into heaps onto the ground.

“Prepare five thousand tons of bronze for me, Yuying,” he messaged his envoy.

As acting governor of Dusk City, the white-robed pill fairy immediately contacted Qing Ruyan. Gathering so much bronze on such short notice required the help of the Panorama Pavilion.

Bronze wasn’t an expensive material, but it carried exceptional meaning. In the world of immortals, many symbolic treasures and ritual implements were forged from bronze. The metal definitely wasn’t cheap, either, especially when compared to some immortal-grade materials.

Nevertheless, the Panorama Pavilion managed to gather up five thousand tons in a very short time. Yuying sent it into hell immediately thereafter.

Drrrrr!

The ground trembled under the newfound weight as a colossal mountain of bronze appeared in front of Lu Yun, who chopped off a tenth and began refining coffins anew with hellfire.

Bronze coffins and outer-coffins were widely known among tomb raiders as objects of great misfortune. Encountering them during the tomb-raiding line of work was the worst development possible, as these burial vessels often contained terrifying zombies or corpse demons, and for good reason.