Necropolis Immortal

Chapter 1879: Nine Clawed Golden Dragon

Chapter 1879: Nine Clawed Golden Dragon

Only a peak supreme could destroy Dragon City with one blow. In fact, it might require a high supreme to manage the task.

There were no supremes among the outsiders training in the World of Soul Dominion, but they certainly existed among the locals. There might even be grand supremes lurking around.

Perhaps the one that’d leveled the city was a high supreme, but Lu Yun was openly sitting by the remains of the city? Did he have a death wish? Even if the culprit didn’t return, others would come sniffing around after the commotion.

“Write your name in the book, I’m out of patience.” Ghost fire suddenly flared in Lu Yun’s eyes.

Nightmare trembled like a leaf. It hadn’t been her that compelled Lu Yun along his journey, it was the young man who’d seized the ghost and commanded her actions. They’d put on an act earlier when in reality, Lu Yun had the ghost firmly under his thumb and suppressed her core essence.

She’d been brainstorming and searching for opportunities to escape, but kept coming up empty handed.

“Fine!” She knew that the bearer of hellfire was running low on patience.

Names weren’t written into the Tome of Life and Death just because Lu Yun wanted them to be—their owner had to agree. If not, the name would dissipate after a while and the action be completely ineffective.

Since he’d only suppressed Nightmare’s core essence before this and not completely subdued her, it left her free to sprout all manner of nonsense. She plotted her escape at every second, which was why Lu Yun’s patience eventually ran out. He would erase her from existence if she didn’t consent to being written into the book.

Moments later, the ghost’s eyes widened with shock at the young man. She retained her sense of self and independence, but she finally understood what it meant to have her name written in the Tome of Life and Death.

The master of hell?

Nightmare suddenly felt that if it wasn’t for Lu Yun combining the six hells as one and wielding control over the origin hell, then her current level of strength would absolutely be stronger than this master of hell.

An expressionless Lu Yun remained seated next to Ao Hong and traced out the dragon’s name into the book.

“Who… who are you?” Nightmare murmured with a deep breath. She could naturally tell that the ancient bronze scroll was Lu Yun’s nascent spirit!

“I don’t know either,” he shook his head. “I’d also love to know who I am and what kind of existence I am. Perhaps I’ll know when my cultivation reaches the apex of existence and I am the greatest throughout all realms. Maybe I’ll know then what my nascent spirit is.”

He fixed his eyes on the dragon horn again. Ao Hong was dead and Lu Yun was using his death art to revive the dragon. Even if the dragon was unwilling, he had no choice but to accept his fate. The dead could not resist.

“That guy’s lucky,” Nightmare grumbled and sat down next to Lu Yun with peace of mind.

One stick of incense swiftly burned out and Ao Hong reappeared next to Lu Yun.

“Out with it, what’s going on?” The young man frowned at the resurrected dragon.

“Ah, eh, this…” Ao Hong stared at Lu Yun with shock and shook his head. “Greetings to the master. Everything I said before was true, there wasn’t a single word of lie!” he chuckled ruefully. “The dragons and Morans have sent their best and brightest to the World of Soul Dominion as our factions outside have been completely infiltrated. Our worlds of sequence aren’t even ours anymore!”

Lu Yun also laughed ruefully. If Ao Hong had told him this earlier, he would’ve have gotten involved no matter what.

“Does the Myriad Spirit Grand Supreme know?” Lu Yun felt it was a dumb question as soon as he asked it. This was likely the two factions’ innermost secret, so how would outsiders know of it?

“We don’t know ourselves who has seized the dragon race. My child, the Golden Dragon King… he…”

“That’s alright, I understand,” Lu Yun waved him off. “And the nine clawed golden dragon? Does he really exist?”

“He didn’t before, but he does now,” Ao Hong huffed wryly. “The entire race resolutely believe in his existence…”

“So you worshiped his divine spirit into existence?” Lu Yun immediately grasped what had happened.

Ao Hong nodded with resignation. He hadn’t been able to tell Lu Yun any of this before because it was too horrifying. Who would dare intervene in draconic affairs or help them after learning the truth? He wanted Lu Yun to help the dragons, but the race was infinitely close to destruction. Some awful existence had taken over, one that not even the dragons could defy. Why would Lu Yun willingly go to his death?

The Myriad Spirit Grand Supreme had likely caught wind of something, which was why he didn’t tell the dragons where the azure dragon ancestral god and Leize were.

“Who destroyed Dragon City?” Nightmare asked curiously.

Ao Hong swept a glance at the ghost, comprehending that he’d been taken in by their act. None of it mattered anymore as the city was no more.

“The nine clawed golden dragon,” Ao Hong spat out. “He’s…”

“That’s good enough, I know what you want to say,” Lu Yun quickly interrupted when he saw that the dragon wished to speak on. This wasn’t the time nor place for such a conversation. “Come, let us go to the trial ground.”

He stood up and Ao Hong flourished his sleeve, whisking the three of them out of sight. When they were gone, a smear of gold slowly materialized over the remains of the city.

“He sensed my presence?” The figure frowned in the direction that the trio had left in. “He possesses the Master of Darkness… How odd, why would that little girl give him the treasure? Does she not know what it means?

“But this Lu Yun likely doesn’t know the Master of Darkness is on him, so all is not lost. I still stand a chance. That woman summoned endless dark spirits back in the day to safeguard the Moran Clan, forcing me to focus on the dragons instead,” the figure murmured. “What a pity that Ao Hong sent out the last hope of the dragons in various waves. No one who mattered died in the city’s destruction.

“The trial grounds?” The figure took to the sky as a golden dragon, streaking toward a certain part of the world. It was the nine clawed golden dragon that should not exist.