YM778.TV Chapter 1958 – Crying
Chapter 1958 – Crying
Lu Yun evaded the attack with a quick half step back.
“Ordinary physical attacks are useless against it, they won’t touch it.” Lu Yun didn’t make any brash moves as he didn’t know what would result from attacking the shadowy form. It didn’t seem as strong as someone like Luo Qin, not by far.
It would be laughable if this black wind manifestation had caused the grand supremes to set up the blockade. On the other hand, there were tens of millions of high supremes dead in this moderately sized clearing.
Tens of millions of supremes was no trifling sum.
“To fight a wind…” Lu Yun further backed up and created images of towering trees with a shake of his body. They clustered around him and formed a massive forest.
To be as compact as a forest!
That was one of Cen Sui’s greatest combat arts.
To be as compact as a forest, as swift as the wind, to plunder like fire, and be as immobile as a mountain!
Cen Sui’s combat art could counter most wind-based combat arts and dao methods. When Lu Yun copied his grand supreme life form, his new knowledge naturally contained the various great daos and combat arts that Cen Sui cultivated. When considered in conjunction with formula dao, Lu Yun easily derived his strongest combat arts.
But given how mighty a powerful grand supreme’s combat arts were, Lu Yun could only deduce surface level insight. Even so, an overview of what Cen Sui knew resulted in enormous benefits to the young man.
This move of being as compact as a forest was no longer Cen Sui’s version, but Lu Yun’s modification.
BOOM.
The massive forest occupied all available space in the clearing when it appeared. The black wind manifestation keened briefly and violently disassembled, returning to being black wind. It darted around the trees in the forest until it was completely destroyed and vanished without a trace.
Lu Yun suddenly shuddered and jerked his head up to look at the sky. Omnipresent black wind had formed pairs of crimson eyes that mutely observed the young man beneath them. If he’d cut the manifestation apart with one move, the manifestations up in the sky would likely swoop down and tear him to pieces.
But since he’d projected the forest, it restricted their available space and the order for their existence. The one he’d destroyed would reappear once he left—it hadn’t really died.
Since the black wind manifestation that was bait hadn’t died, the rest of its brethren up in the sky didn’t rashly dive down. Lu Yun’s forest would be able to restrict them too.
He breathed out more easily and continued deploying his combat art. Safely ensconced by the forest, he approached the moderately sized mountain cave. He retracted the expansive forest only when he entered the cave.
The black wind manifestation that’d been sectioned by the forest immediately reappeared. But as Lu Yun had already gone inside, he didn’t see that the manifestation’s previously black body was now blood-red. There were also indistinct features on its face to be found.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The dense collection of manifestations in the sky rushed down and landed around it. The presence of a living being slowly appeared around the blood-red manifestation.
“How long has it been?” it rasped hoarsely. “I thought I would be sealed away forever, doomed to be trapped here for all eternity. Who was that young man?”
The humanoid manifestation tottered forward, heading into the mountain cave with the gait of a zombie.
The grand supremes standing guard took note of the development, both relieved and worried to see the man enter the divine mountain. It was wonderful that there was no longer a guard at the door and they could enter without risking their lives, but highly worrisome that the terrifying entity on par with the mightiest grand supreme had entered the tomb.
It would be the start of another gruesome slaughter.
……
Lu Yun didn’t find the burial mound’s layout strange or unfamiliar. He even thought it was a bit run-of-the-mill. This was just an ordinary burial mound, no different from a pile of dirt at the side of the road. However, an incredibly horrifying existence was buried inside. It was one that had required multiple empyrean supremes working together to kill, and there were four evil coffins located inside as well.
Their power enveloped the burial mound and changed its layout to theirs.
The layout of the burial mound was nothing special—what was hidden and couldn’t be seen was the most terrifying.
Aoxue, Huangqing, Cangyin, and Luli were already inside. They’d died more than once, each time reviving from the Tome of Life and Death to continue their explorations.
What made Lu Yun’s heart palpitate with fear was that, in the split second of their resurrection, an unknown will tried to possess their mind and soul while they still wandered between the boundary of life and death. But since they were his Yama Kings, they were protected by the Tome of Life and Death. The treasure crushed the strange will to pieces the moment it showed itself.
There was great nourishment to be found at the edge of life and death, but there was also confusion.
Transforming from a state of death to life was when a being was at its most vulnerable. No wonder people were cautioned against the use of Resurrection and Lifeline Talismans here. Even Lifeline Talismans resulted in a second of confusion when they took the fatal blow for their owners. That was the perfect opportunity for the strange will to strike.
To ordinary cultivators, they couldn’t die here no matter what. Once they did, they would no longer be themselves. Luo Qin had warned everyone at the end of the golden bridge that they should not rely on those talismans inside the tomb of the empyrean supreme.
“Wuwuwu—
“Wuwuwu—
“You’ve died such a horrible death. How come you died like this?! I haven’t grown up yet, I haven’t married you yet!” A grief-stricken voice traveled through the narrow tunnel, every twist and turn of the passage turning it more eerie and haunting. It was more hair-raising than the ghostly cries of the black wind manifestation outside.
Lu Yun trembled like a leaf. Although the voice was distorted, he could make out that its owner was the delicate little girl who’d defeated Luo Qin with one punch. He subconsciously went on the alert.
The little doll of a girl could only be crying so piteously over someone she was extremely close to. Birds of a feather flocked together, so anyone who could walk by her side was someone just as heaven-defying as her.
Lu Yun took a deep breath and headed toward the source of the sobbing. Well, there was only one road here, so he had to go in that direction even if he didn’t want to.
Light gradually filtered through the dark tunnel—crimson light. He saw a soaring tombstone on which was nailed a person.
A person that he’d seen before.