Necropolis Immortal

The hell battleship slowly descended and restrained the old zombie beneath it. The zombie's core essence was too strong for the ship to make quick work of it. Thus, the vessel could only confine its target and slowly wear away at it.

"So what are these Lifeline Talismans?" Lu Yun looked at Chu Xingran. Haidong Lin suddenly appeared next to them, sheepishly rubbing his head.

Lu Yun had placed a Resurrection Talisman on his friend so he'd come back to life even if he died. That was why Lu Yun had so decisively killed the man earlier. It didn't matter even if Haidong Lin didn't have the talisman, Lu Yun could immediately deploy the Resurrection death art since he was right here.

But now, these Lifeline Talismans piqued his interest. They were so similar to his Resurrection Talisman, but they had to be very different. His was just a death art etched on a talisman—its core essence was still that of a death art unique to him alone.

Chu Xingran relayed everything he knew about the talisman when he saw that Lu Yun was curious. He spoke at length about its uses, recent improvements, and the astronomical prices for the new version.

"That valuable?" Lu Yun raised an eyebrow. If there came a day in which he left the Land of Reincarnation, he'd make it rich in the outside realm with his Resurrection Talisman alone. "Do you have one?"

"I didn't have one before. The Azure Dragon King bestowed one to me when he took me for his foster son. It's the ordinary type that can be used once. The new version is so expensive that among the younger generation, only Ao Qin has one."

Ao Qin had traveled to the yang tomb of the Abyssal Tomb with an ordinary Lifeline Talisman. It'd taken one fatal blow for him; he died when the Moran genius took action against him. Once he returned to the dragons, the Azure Dragon King went to a great deal of effort to obtain an improved Lifeline Talisman for the genius.

Chu Xingran never imagined that a humble Jiang Kui would also possess one!

"Did you put one into Haidong Lin??" he suddenly asked when he thought of how the man had come back to life.

"Here you go, take three each. It's pretty much the same as the improved Lifeline Talisman." Lu Yun fished out a fistful of talismans from his robes and shoved them at the three.

Chu Xingran's expression froze. One talisman was literally worth several cities and the improved version even more so. Lu Yun was just casually giving three to each of them?!

"You'd be a tycoon in the outside realm!" Chu Xingran carefully took three talismans and stored them in his nascent spirit, delivering them to his primary body through that medium. He could create an unending supply of replicas as long as his primary body existed, so a replica had no need for the talismans.

"Can you trust the dragons?" Lu Yun suddenly frowned.

"They seek revenge for the slightest grievance, but repay each favor tenfold," Chu Xingran thought for a moment. "Of course, they have their share of degenerates and ingrates too. You better not let them know you have this kind of treasure—it's the equivalent of another life.

"There's not that many people who value a world of sequence so they can't be bothered with the struggles here, but if they knew there were Lifeline Talismans to be had, they'd rip through the Land of Reincarnation!

"The stunning genius who modified the talisman is an incomparable powerhouse himself, so no one dares have any designs on him. But you…" Chu Xingran grit his teeth. "Haidong Lin needs to leave, no one can know that he's come back to life!"

Lu Yun nodded, more than a little smug with his prowess.

"I understand," Haidong Lin looked at them wryly. "I'll go to the world of immortals and change my name and appearance. I'll be part of the immortal dao!"

The Sea Emperor was dead and now a zombie. Haidong Lin was the only inhabitant left in the World of Sea. He didn't want to go back and suddenly had a deep understanding of how Di Yin must have felt.

"Go then," Lu Yun nodded. "Go to the human race's ancestral planet. You'll find unexpected opportunities there."

"Alright!" Haidong Lin turned and stepped through the Gates of the Abyss without a backward glance. His departing figure painted the same picture that Di Yin had once formed.

"I… I'd like to go too," Jian Bu'er said reflexively when he saw Haidong Lin leave. Though he hadn't visited the World of Swords, he knew that it was no longer the home he knew.

"You can leave, but the Demonic Vine can't!" Lu Yun answered sharply.

"Then forget it, I can't leave her with the Curse King," Jian Bu'er immediately capitulated.

A delighted Demonic Vine hugged his arm, not minding the strange liquid that'd appeared on his sleeve at some point.

Chu Xingran ignored all of it. They'd eliminated almost all of the Corpse Refiners—there were a few on the run, but that didn't matter to the greater picture.

Lu Yun was still on the alert; the soul ghost should be hidden in the shadows. Although it couldn't see inside the ship, it wouldn't relax its surveillance of them. That thing was another latent threat.

"Still worried about the soul ghost?" Chu Xingran chuckled. "They're slippery and cautious creatures. After you misled it once, it won't easily fall into a trap a second time. We can make use of that and lure it out with truth and deceit mixed together."

He was certain that it was a soul ghost, but not one formed by Hun You after his death. Chu Xingran had erased everything about Hun You—the latter hadn't had a chance to transform into a soul ghost.

"Then we don't need to do anything, we'll just proceed as usual." Lu Yun looked at the gray sky over their heads. "This layout is directed at the demon of malice that my master has become. It's a massive layout that will eradicate anyone who barges in!"

He narrowed his eyes. Three birds, one stone. They would destroy the Abyssal Tomb, destroy the demon of resentment, and also kill anyone who came after him.

There was more than just the Corpse Refiners in the yang tomb. Although the sect was the strongest beneath factions who possessed worlds of sequence, Lu Yun felt that there had to be more factions like them in the yang tomb. The closer a faction was to the level of a world of sequence, the more it would desire one.

The Corpse Refiners were just the most visible factions; more had to be lying in wait, counting down time until Qing Buyi departed six hundred years later. Lu Yun had to establish his authority now to let the outsiders know how terrifying the Land of Reincarnation could be. It wasn't a place where they could act with impunity even if Qing Buyi was no longer present.

The thirty-six golden warriors returned to their positions and continued setting up the interment of heaven and earth and the layout of the bronze palace. This time, the hell battleship hovered nearby, guarding the location.

High up in the sky, the possessed Princess Mu looked down with confusion. She didn't dare make any moves.

The old zombie remained alive and confined beneath the ship.

etvolare's Thoughts

Calling it right now, Lu Yun's gonna show up in the outside realm and have an economic war with that genius.