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Chapter 195: The Sword Moves

Necropolis Immortal
     The power of a celestial emperor! Origin dao immortal! Power sufficient to equate oneself with any emperor of the majors.

    Greater clarity about the very world itself was forthcoming to Lu Yun. New understanding flowed into his mind about the laws and energies of nature. In fact, he could easily reach out and grasp any one of them. They were tangible to him in more senses than one. The energies of nature—the energies of heaven and earth—were his to command.

    The battle between the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers and Nine-Phoenix Casket released enough energy to tear him apart. But in this moment, all of that packed as much of a punch as a spring breeze. Though destructive forces rioted in the firmament, they were completely unable to harm him.


    “One hour!” Lu Yun took a deep breath. “That’s how long I’ve got with the zombie puppet’s power. Until then… I am a celestial emperor!”

    Steel flashed in his eyes. He looked up at the sky where dragons and phoenix were still locked together in a maddened struggle.

    “Screee—" Nine pairs of eyes from the casket trained on him with unfathomable hatred. The blood phoenix under its control had shed its shackles and became another lifeform entirely as soon as Lu Yun appeared.

    Nine phoenix heads shrieked in discordant unison, slamming the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers back with powerful beats of its black-feathered wings. It then gathered all of its strength and hurtled toward Lu Yun at top speed. Its instincts told it that killing the young human would return the blood phoenix to its clutches.

    “Nine-Phoenix Casket!” Lu Yun squinted slightly. The shadow of a great pagoda erupted from his form, followed suit by razor-sharp sword qi.

    The Sugato Sword.

    His newfound strength gave him the ability to make use of the pagoda’s full power with trivial ease. After a hundred thousand years of being sealed away, this preeminent treasure finally shone once more.

    Countless streams of sword qi gathered together into an inescapable blade, slashing down at the Nine-Phoenix Casket with sundering speed.


    A deafening explosion rang out from the collision with the avian coffinbearer’s body, sending the sword’s wielder a few steps back. Though the Sugato Sword trembled slightly, the Nine-Phoenix Casket fared no better—the sword light had successfully repelled it. In fact, a bloody hole was visible through its chest!

    Desolate birdsong filled the air. Black blood rained down from the sky, gathering into an inky river below.

    “The Sugato Sword!” remarked the suspended face, becoming clearer as it did so. Lu Yun even saw the figure of a giant coalescing around it. Figure dimming, the Exalted celestial emperor’s energies seemed to be transferring to the materializing giant.

    Before the Nine-Phoenix Casket could recover, the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers pounced on it to quash it for good. A bone-white skeletal arm snaked out of the black coffin, grabbing the casket in a vice grip. It wanted to rip the casket apart, though its efforts were quickly stymied by a puff of black smoke from its opponent.

    Suddenly, Lu Yun picked up on a grand conviction emanating from the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers. His eyes darted back and forth in uncertainty, keeping the Sugato Sword at the ready all the while and not wanting to act in haste.

    “The Enneawyrm Coffinbearers wishes for you to help defeat that which lies in the casket,” the now-visible giant suddenly said. Fully materialized, he wasn’t as absurdly large as the eyes that’d preceded him, but was still several kilometers tall in his own right. A fearsome energy rippled from his body, the same kind that had slain Dongling Yuhuang.

    Lu Yun snuck a glance at the celestial emperor. The man was planted upright on the ground like an unmoving corpse, no signs of life visible in him. Clearly, the emperor was dead. Giving the urge to make the emperor one of his envoys a firm shake of denial, he turned his attention back to the two coffins.

    “Both of them are nothing good. I may as well let them duke it out.” A sinister smirk quirked Lu Yun’s lips.

    The giant slanted his eyes hesitantly. “What of the blood dragon and blood phoenix?” Lu Yun blinked at the giant, who continued gravely. “As roots of great evil, they must be destroyed!”

    The Sword Barrow was protected by a massive feng shui grand influence. Even Dusk Province’s restriction couldn’t descend on the premises unhindered. It’d only managed to visit this tomb due to Yuchi Tianhuang’s essence of metal qi breaking the layout open.

    “The blood dragon slept for five thousand years beneath Mount Myriad Formation. Why did you not destroy it then?” The current Lu Yun was more than qualified to speak on equal terms with the restriction, so he was hardly afraid of the kilometers-high giant.

    The blood dragon had formed over the course of five thousand years, yet the restriction arrived in Dusk only a millennium ago. Between then and now, there was more than ample time to kill what it claimed was a threat. The fact that it hadn’t meant that it had other compunctions.

    The giant glowered without answering.

    “No wonder…” Lu Yun snorted, finally realizing what the Nephrite celestial emperor had meant back then. If not for the ancient Dusk tomb, Zhao Fengyang would’ve been able to erase the restriction anytime. Even now, the restriction wasn’t actually here in the flesh. It was using the Exalted emperor’s body and soul to manifest here!

    In other words, the latter was no more than a puppet of the restriction! One that hadn’t quite died and could have his energies withdrawn from him at any second.

    The restriction looked at Lu Yun. There was an almost imperceptible flare of murderous intent, but it was quickly hidden away after abrupt recalling something else.

    The young man ignored the giant in favor of the dueling coffins.

    “Roooooar—” The largest dragon king among the Enneawyrms opened its eyes. It uttered a piercing cry that one of the phoenix heads responded to. After that, both coffins charged at him with one mind.

    “Scram!” Lu Yun shouted angrily, reaching to unleash the Sugato Sword once more. An impenetrable net of blades filled the microcosm in defense. However, the coffins had apparently turned incorporeal. The Enneawyrm Coffinbearers’ skeletal arms had retracted themselves.


    The two vessels ignored the fearsome barrier before them, passing straight through to disappear into Lu Yun’s body. Quite upset, he quickly examined his nascent spirit, but didn’t find any traces of what had happened just now.

    “So the two buried in those coffins are using him as their vessel then. They are using his body to return themselves to life…” the giant murmured.


    In the next moment, the Sword of Chaos behind Lu Yun shifted.

    “The sky as the sheath—

    “The earth as the guard—

    “Sword of Chaos—

    “Come forth!” Boundless conviction spread in all directions as the entire barrow began to shake.