Necropolis Immortal

Chapter 1982 – Divine Shaman Cauldron

Chapter 1982 – Divine Shaman Cauldron

The tomb was devoid of light, yet also filled with order. Disorder also hid among the darkness, making everything possible.

Instead of being naturally formed, the gusts of yin wind howling around the area were the result of terrifying combat arts ruffling the order of darkness in the vicinity. The further in Lu Yun and Jin Huo walked, the stronger the wind grew.

Toward the end, even Lu Yun found progress difficult and had to bring out Heavenfall. When he grasped it firmly in his hand, its immense power surged through his body and immediately withstood the terrible yin wind.

Jin Huo looked askance at him. She’d sensed his increase to grand supreme when the weapon initially came into his hand. But he grew another level stronger after bringing out Heavenfall once more?

“I’ve got to keep something in reserve, don’t I?” Lu Yun chuckled when he saw the confusion in Jin Huo’s eyes. Great power remained in the spear and he’d utilized only what the limits of his physical body could bear. That limit was the cultivation of a grand supreme.

If he fully incorporated the weapon into him, he would instantly rise to peak grand supreme—but he would only command its battle strength. It would be similar to when he borrowed the Master of Darkness; he could use its strength without actually possessing the relevant actual cultivation level.

Only peak grand supremes were able to defend themselves within the tomb of the empyrean supreme. God had sent Heavenfall to the young man with more in mind than Lu Yun becoming a grand supreme.

He’d wanted to conceal his strength of a peak grand supreme to the very last so he could catch his enemies by surprise. Even the dark empyrean supreme would suffer an incredible loss if Lu Yun suddenly erupted with unexpected strength.

But now, hehad to reveal his trump cards ahead of time given the terrifying yin winds around them. While he still didn’t utilize the strength of a peak grand supreme, his current battle strength was far beyond what his personal cultivation level was capable of.

The yin winds in front of them grew ever more harrowing as shadows that seemed both humanoid and inhumane darted in and out of the wind. They seemed to be observing Lu Yun and Jin Huo.

Since Jin Huo was a true peak grand supreme and Lu Yun’s current performance was infinitely close to peak grand supreme, the things in the wind didn’t dare approach them.

Lu Yun also keenly sensed that they weren’t divine spirits—but combat arts!

Combat arts were bestowed true spirits when they manifested in physical form. They stayed within the yin winds and constantly surveilled the entrance to the shamanic ancestor’s tomb. The master of these combat arts likely already knew that they had new visitors.

“It’s not the dark empyrean supreme, the god of Mount Tai, or the Disordered Empyrean Supreme!” Lu Yun carefully probed the combat arts and determined that they were a strength different from the three he mentioned. They belonged to a fourth person!

This fourth person was also foreign to the tomb. Their combat arts fell under the dark dao, but were tinged with vitality from the outside world. They were a peak grand supreme, yet not one from the chief worlds.

Eventually, sounds of combat filtered into Lu Yun’s ears.

“It’s them!” Lu Yun’s eyes lit up and he finally sensed who was fighting the peak grand supreme—Moran Wu and the overlord of Ice!

He’d seen the two of them shoot straight for the tomb of the empyrean supreme when they were all in the Disordered Sea. To think they’d make their way here and clash with an unknown peak grand supreme!

Lu Yun refrained from making any sudden moves. The dark dao here was so domineering that he couldn’t see through the darkness or even guess at what it held. He had to rely on formula dao to deduce what the combat arts were. It was also formula dao that told him about Moran Wu and the overlord of Ice.

Both of them were adept in the dao of time and Moran Wu was called the Spacetime King in the chief worlds. The overlord of Ice had taught Lu Yun the method of accessing the sequence of time, so he was very familiar with both of them.

Who they were fighting, however, remained a mystery.

“It’s a peak grand supreme from the Principal Spirit Pivot,” Jin Huo clarified. “Cultivators from the Principal Spirit Pivot seek the extremity of dao, so only they can move through this pure darkness with the ease of fish through water.

“Their opponent is a peak grand supreme who has thoroughly mastered dark dao.”

She didn’t hide herself since there was no point. The others knew they were here, so there was no need to conceal their presence.

Lu Yun opened the Spectral Eye in the darkness—it was the only method that gave him any modicum of sight in these surroundings. He could see whether there was the living or dead around him, but nothing else apart from that. He couldn’t even make out the layout or architecture of the area.

The three dueling heavyweights stopped when they discovered Lu Yun and Jin Huo.

“So you’ve been resurrected, Life Grand Supreme!” called out the peak grand supreme from the Principal Spirit Pivot. “What, do the chief worlds want to bully others through superior numbers? Is that all you know?”

“Not quite,” Lu Yun chuckled. Although he couldn’t see what the peak grand supreme looked like, he could see their life force blazing through the darkness. “A peak grand supreme from the vaunted Principal Spirit Pivot being bullied by two of our grand supremes? Tsk tsk tsk, you’re such a weakling that we don’t need to do anything at all!”

“You bastard!” snarled the peak grand supreme as he charged Lu Yun with a gust of ferocious yin wind.

Thud!

A muffled collision rang out as Lu Yun sent him flying with a smack from Heavenfall.

“The Heavenfall spear…” grunted the overlord of Ice. He knew who one of the newcomers was. Other than God, only Lu Yun could wield that spear.

God wouldn’t come to the tomb of the empyrean supreme, so the only possibility was that Lu Yun was here with the divine weapon.

Moran Wu’s expression shifted as well. He couldn’t see the weapon, but a wave of unbridled aura from it washed over him.

“You… don’t live up to your cultivation level at all. Or are you just a replica?” Lu Yun blinked. While he was brandishing Heavenfall, he hadn’t released the weapon’s true strength. One sweep had been enough to send the enemy flying?

“Stop him, don’t let him get away!” Moran Wu called out. “He took the shaman ancestor’s Divine Shaman Cauldron! He’s using most of his power to suppress it. It’s a divine treasure of a chief world empyrean supreme, he can’t steal it no matter what!”

“The Divine Shaman Cauldron!” Jin Huo shrieked and jumped into the air, immediately catching up to the enemy and pressing her palm down on his chest.

“Cultivators of the chief worlds are indeed shameless bastards!” roared the enemy, but another stab from Lu Yun’s spear arrived before he could react.