Necropolis Immortal

Chapter 1942 – My Friend Comes With A Sword

Chapter 1942 – My Friend Comes With A Sword

“I can locate Wu Ru!” Cen Sui hastily offered. “While we haven’t become friends after all these years, we can sense each other’s presence.”

He glanced at the throne beneath the Disordered Empyrean Supreme as he spoke.

“He’s inside the throne?” Lu Yun blinked.

“Yep!” Cen Sui nodded. “The throne is a connate treasure that the supreme refined for her personal use. It projects its own world, and if my guess is right, the Disordered Empyrean Supreme has stored Wu Ru in it.

“She’s come back to life without any subordinates or friends. Therefore, her first task of the day is to find a faction to perpetuate her heritage. Only then will she benefit from the protection of the realm’s orders. Otherwise, she will remain alone and be the first to die when enemies come for her,” Cen Sui quickly explained.

Powerhouses such as supremes and those all the way to peak grand supreme valued their legacy with unusual fervor. The land of darkness was far stronger than the chief worlds. They possessed more peak grand supremes than could be counted and very possibly even empyrean supremes.

But in all this time, the orders of the chief worlds kept them from making meaningful incursions into the realm. The orders of the chief worlds formed its worlds, and the power of heaven and earth happened to be the bane of the creatures of darkness.

The great daos and heritages of the realm adhered to the process of incorporating themselves into the orders of the chief worlds, thereby obtaining the realm’s approval. Once they were acknowledged by the chief worlds, they were protected by its orders.

It was a beneficial relationship that was a positive feedback cycle. The stronger the realm’s orders were, the stronger the supremes and peak grand supremes were. The stronger the latter group was, the stronger the orders would grow in return.

Both rose to preeminence if one found glory, and both perished if one fell.

Peak grand supremes were the strongest powerhouses in the modern day chief worlds. Inclusion of just one of their great daos in the realm’s orders could enhance heaven and earth to nigh indestructible levels.

Personages such as Yun Yi and Qiu Feishan nurtured a personal faction in addition to their own strength. They expanded their operations through the realm via accepting disciples. This was why Yun Yi had gone to the trouble and depths of sacrificing one hundred thousand grand supremes. She was willing to shoulder all of the retribution for her actions because she had to create a new peak grand supreme.

Although the Disordered Empyrean Supreme was enemies with her at the moment and wanted to kill Lu Yun, she would have to set down roots as long as she didn’t die in this conflict and share her great dao with the rest of the realm.

……

“So… the Disordered Empyrean Supreme has her sights set on the shamans?” Lu Yun asked subconsciously.

“As opposed to saying that she’s chosen the shamans, it’s more like Yun Yi delivered them to her on a silver platter.” Cen Sui had grasped a thorough understanding of the situation.

Having seized the skull of the shamanic ancestor, that meant the Disordered Empyrean Supreme also laid claim to the ancestor’s legacy. She therefore owed a debt to him, so she had to protect his descendants.

The shamans lacked a peak grand supreme and a world of sequence, but their potential and strength were incredibly strong. They could hold their own and stand shoulder to shoulder with the Morans and dragons.

Based on the original plans of the realm’s peak grand supremes, the world of sequence born in the Land of Reincarnation would be sent to the shamans. However, what actually transpired was that the shamans didn’t even visit the Land of Reincarnation, much less fight for the world of sequence.

With that, Lu Yun sank into silent contemplation. The Disordered Empyrean Supreme hadn’t killed Wu Ru because she owed debts of gratitude to both the shamans and Yun Yi. Their point of contention now was Lu Yun, and he could only leave this area if he found Wu Ru and grabbed the tiny crystal skull from him.

But he wouldn’t make it into the throne with his current strength, no matter what he tried. It was also the Disordered Empyrean Supreme’s personal treasure. It would perfectly entrap him if he entered the throne.

Hum.

Hum.

Hum.

Hum.

Four enormous vibrations rang through the air as four massive swords cut through the region’s barrier. A young daoist wearing bright red daoist robes and a wine gourd at his waist strode through the void. The swords hovered around him like four towering mountains.

Daoist Yuyu… Lord Ingress!

Peak. Grand. Supreme!!

Lu Yun’s jaw dropped and his eyes went round with astonishment. What on earth was Lord Ingress doing, descending from the sky at this moment and breaking through the indestructible barrier of this world with unmatched weapons?

“A-a-an eighth peak grand supreme?” Cen Sui gaped as he stared at the newcomer.

Lord Ingress didn’t look at Lu Yun. He walked straight up to the Disordered Empyrean Supreme and swept a grand bow.

“Yuyu greets the Disordered Empyrean Supreme.” He smiled beatifically, his sharply defined eyebrows crossing his face like swords. When he raised his head, two beams of sword light shot out of his eyes at the supreme in question.

The three halted their fight and looked askance at Daoist Yuyu. No one anticipated that this god of slaughter would pop out at this point—even Yun Yi and Tailong jerked with surprise.

If the history of the chief worlds was to be divided into sections, Yun Yi and Tailong would be characters from the Primordial Era. This god of slaughter in front of them… was from the Mythological Era.

He’d survived his time, albeit deeply injured due to a variety of reasons, and entered the Land of Reincarnation to rest and recover. But while recuperation could be found in the previous Land of Reincarnation, it wasn’t enough to help someone like Daoist Yuyu recover his full strength. His presence now patently blazed at the prime of his peak.

He was a peak grand supreme on par with Yun Yi and Tailong!

“How did you recover so quickly?” Yun Yi couldn’t believe her eyes. Of course she knew that Daoist Yuyi and the others were resting in the Land of Reincarnation, He was the disciple of Daoist Hongjun, and while no one knew how strong the daoist was, his three disciples were all peak grand supremes.

As a disciple of the Disordered Empyrean Supreme, the god of Mount Tai also came with an awe-inspiring background. Those from Hongjun were just as peerless.

“I’m just lucky.” Daoist Yuyu naturally wouldn’t reveal that he’d recovered thanks to the Tome of Life and Death. The treasure started repairing his core essence ever since his name first appeared in the book.

When Lu Yun later erased his name—Ge Long—from the book, he’d finished recovering. He’d just kept a low profile and bided his time, fooling even the likes of Yun Yi and the others. When he sensed that Lu Yun was in danger, he immediately came with his swords.

“Disordered Empyrean Supreme, the god of Mount Tai is still alive. He bears a branch of the hell dao heritage, so you can easily create another. Why fixate on the one belonging to the World of Immortals?” He addressed her very respectfully, but the four swords revolving around him flared with stern killing intent. They were ready to dive at any second.

While Yun Yi kept the greater good in mind and wouldn’t kill the Disordered Empyrean Supreme, the same hardly went for Daoist Yuyu. He didn’t care about anything and would kill anyone he set his eyes on.