Necropolis Immortal-Chapter 1856: A Realm Monster About to Take Form

Chapter 1856: A Realm Monster About to Take Form

“Correct, it’s very cold here.” Though Xie Tianxun didn’t have a good impression of Lu Yun, he still explained, “This is a very cold place. You may not feel it now, but you’ll figure it out soon enough.”

Lu Yun nodded. He picked a spot next to the bonfire and sat down without another word.

“You guys are certainly living it up,” he couldn’t help grumbling when he took a good look at the fire. They were burning a very precious wood infused with the energy of the five connate elements.

“We have no choice, nothing else can withstand the cold apart from that,” Chu Xingran responded with resignation. “The worlds within the ruined Firmament Prison haven’t turned into realm monsters after it fell, but they’re pretty much the same.”

“Turn into realm monsters?” Lu Yun’s eyes widened with incredulity. “The Firmament Prison might turn into a realm monster?”

“Yes, and we’re seeing signs of it already.” It was Xie Tianxun who responded. He was much more knowledgeable in this aspect compared to Chu Xingran.

Lu Yun frowned. “If the Firmament Prison turns into a realm monster, all of the worlds in the vicinity will be affected. We need to stop it!

“Wait, have you two been staying here because of that?”

“Mmhmm,” Chu Xingran nodded.

“You two are twenty-eighth level sequence cultivators and you’re bold enough to stop a realm monster forming by yourself?” Lu Yun asked again.

Twenty-eight levels of sequence. He could clearly see that Chu Xingran’s main body had accessed… immortal dao sequence. Chu Xingran had set foot into immortal dao at some point in time!

He hid it so extremely well that no one noticed, apart from Lu Yun. Twenty-eight levels went beyond Lu Yun’s imagination—he hadn’t thought that Chu Xingran’s primary body would be so strong at twenty-eight!

Xie Tianxun wasn’t as strong as his companion, he broke through to twenty-eight levels when he dwelled in the fourth realm. That level made them the strongest out of the younger generation. Twenty-nine levels made one a senior cultivator, not a youngster.

“I knew you would come, duh,” Chu Xingran guffawed and clapped Lu Yun’s shoulder. “The two of us can’t do it, but you can!”

“So you’ve been waiting here for me?” Lu Yun rolled his eyes.

“We would’ve left a long time ago, if not for Yun Yi,” Chu Xingran continued in an odd vein. “He’s here for us, but he doesn’t show himself as long as we don’t attempt to leave. If we do, he immediately manifests and beats us back in here.”

“Yep,” Xie Tianxun nodded as well.

“My replica wanted to tell you this, but he used some magical method to prevent my replica from saying anything. I know everything that’s taking place here, but I can’t speak of it. It’s a very strange feeling,” Chu Xingran chuckled ruefully.

He knew that Lu Yun would come and wanted to tell the young man everything, but his replica hadn’t been able to convey a word of it. He wasn’t under a restriction of any kind, but that his replica simply didn’t remember what occurred inside the Firmament Prison.

It only recalled that Chu Xingran was in the prison and being hunted down by Yun Yi, but as for how and what they’d encountered?

Nothing.

“That has nothing to do with Yun Yi. It’s the embryonic realm monster’s self defense mechanism.” Lu Yun understood the situation at hand when Chu Xingran spoke of it.

No wonder the yin soldiers and king soldier he’d encountered earlier had been so weird. They all wore the same expression, as if they were the same person. He thought the king controlled all of his soldiers. It wasn’t until now that he grasped that even the king soldier had been under the nascent realm monster’s control.

The death arts would set them free, but the Tome of Life and Death was ineffective here. It was both a trial that the treasure posed to Lu Yun and an innate self defense reflex from a realm monster before it took shape. All death arts were rendered null and void.

Once it formed, all of the yin soldiers and their king would be assimilated. The Tome of Life and Death would never summon them again and the soybean soldier death art would have to call upon other yin gods.

“Can you stop the realm monster from taking form?” Xie Tianxun asked hurriedly.

“Yes,” Lu Yun nodded. “It’s simple.”

“How simple?” he pressed.

“One of the methods in the Dragonquake Scripture—the Dragonspike Litany!” Lu Yun answered. “Realm monsters are a life form of condensed resentment that result after a world ends. The core essence of a world is a layout, so a realm monster is also a type of layout. If we want to destroy a realm monster, all we need to do is to destroy the layout.

“There are three great methods in the Dragonquake Scripture—Dragonsearch, Dragonshift, and Dragonspike. The Dragonspike Litany destroys fortune and snaps the foundation. The realm monster will have no chance of survival once it is used!”

The litany would be ineffective if the realm monster had already taken shape and formed its core essence. But since it was still coming into existence, it’d yet to coalesce the tiny bit of its core. Thus, Lu Yun could break it apart with the Dragonspike Litany.

“The Dragonquake Scripture!” Xie Tianxun couldn’t help but shudder when he heard the name. He was also a feng shui master skilled in excavating tombs. He knew all sorts of killing formations, and his achievements in feng shui crowned him as first among the younger generation in the chief worlds.

Even he didn’t dare attempt the Dragonquake Scripture; he hadn’t dared learn it when Lu Yun wanted to teach it to him.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Gusts of yin wind blew around them. The temperature dropped precipitously and their surroundings turned into a land of ice and snow. Lu Yun couldn’t help shivering with cold; he found a small hint of warmth when he drew near the bonfire.

He saw a dark figure through the dim firelight, one that slowly approached them.

“He’s here!” Chu Xingran and Xie Tianxun snapped to attention, both of their faces grave.

“The king soldier of the Firmament Prison!” Lu Yun also grew nervous when he saw the figure. It wasn’t the king soldier at the moment, but the realm monster!

The realm monster had awakened its mind, putting the king soldier and his men under its control. Indeed, there were hordes of yin soldiers behind the man.

“Where’s Yun Yi?” Lu Yun suddenly asked.

“Don’t know,” Chu Xingran shook his head. “He doesn’t show up if we don’t leave this place.”

“Then let’s go, right now!” Lu Yun shouted.

“What for? Do we want to die?” Xie Tianxun jumped with shock and carefully sealed his consciousness away, not wanting Yun Yi to know that he was mentioning the supreme’s name.

The king soldier was drawing closer with his men and the air grew even colder. The bonfire that Chu Xingran and Xie Tianxun had built began to flicker, looking like it would extinguish at any time.

They’d met the group of soldiers a long time ago, but it was their first time meeting the king soldier. If they couldn’t even handle the soldiers, they would have no choice but to escape through the Resurrection Talisman if Yun Yi was also thrown into the mix. While Lu Yun’s death arts were useless here, his talisman creations were still valid.

“How will we take care of these soldiers if that bastard Yun Yi doesn’t come?” Lu Yun took a deep breath. “Let’s go!”

He jumped onto the big black dog, leaving the other two no choice but to follow.

The king soldier and his men wouldn’t let them go so easily. Raising gusts of arctic air, they rushed the dog. Everywhere they passed froze into blocks of ice.

The dog sprawled on the ground, its tail between its legs and whining up a storm. It refused to move.

“Isn’t this thing supposed to be a puppet?!” Lu Yun kicked it in anger. Why was the dog scared shitless at this time?!

“Um…” Chu Xingran said awkwardly. “The puppet is a bit of a coward, but it’s still quite useful when there’s no danger.”

He and Xie Tianxun weren’t afraid since they’d preset their resurrection points. They’d just reappear there if they died.