Necropolis Immortal

The infuriated shriek was so sudden that it caught everyone off guard. Combatants froze and looked around for the disturbance.

"What was that?!” A large cerulean snake jerked with wakefulness. He looked blearily around him, at a loss of what’d happened. While he was a peak grand supreme, he couldn’t maintain his dao form in this area. Nothing could, peak grand supremes were no exceptions.

The snake wasn’t an inhabitant of the realms that Lu Yun was familiar with. He was from an entirely unknown one, and neither was he the first to wake up. Other people caught in battle, including Chen Xiao, Qing Buyi, and Tailong, also started. The latter trio released the peak grand supreme they were refining and marveled at their actions.

Their would-be victim sweated profusely. If they’d awoken just a few moments later, he would be thoroughly refined and there wouldn’t be anything left of him.

There were more than one hundred peak grand supremes gathered on the scene. A quick glance showed that the most powerful of the various realms were convened on this particular battlefield. Lu Yun didn’t see any signs of the Disordered Empyrean Supreme or the god of Mount Tai, but he was certain that they were here somewhere.

Even if they weren’t, they wouldn’t be far away.

"What’s going on?!” cried a horrified peak grand supreme in the form of a bat. There were some lifeless bodies on the ground—some peak grand supremes were dead.

Everyone had been quietly waiting for the Jade Record of Creation to emerge, but they instantly lost their sense of self when it appeared. When they next came to their senses, this horrifying and baffling scene greeted them.

Not much time had elapsed since the treasure’s manifestation and them coming to. Someone kicked Lu Feng out from the ground the second the treasure appeared. When he returned with Lu Yun so the young man could subsequently nail the treasure with Heavenfall, only roughly one hundred breaths had elapsed.

And yet, peak grand supremes had already died during this time.

There were three corpses on the ground that were dry and shriveled, as if they’d been dead for countless eons. Those were the hapless souls who still had corpses left to their name. Many had turned to dust upon the wind.

Ba bump.

Ba bump.

Ba bump.

Rhythmic sounds like a heartbeat came from all sides before the peak grand supremes could further react. It was swiftly followed by loud breathing sounds.

"The organs… of the world.” Lu Yun paled when he heard the commotion. This was something he was immensely familiar with. He’d once coalesced a body of the world and refined the organs of the world into it, ultimately turning it into the cosmos of immortal dao to supplement the dao immortal realm within the great dao.

He could immediately tell that the heartbeat and breathing came from organs of the world. There was a complete set of them in the unknown world of chaos!

Heaven and death were the final products of order, and organs of the world were born from them. They imitated life forms—or rather, they imitated dao forms.

Aside from forming in a natural process, they could also be created through sacrifices. The ones in the world of immortals had been created through five altars. The altars had been child altars created from God’s mother altar.

God possessed two major weapons—Heavenfall and the mother altar.

Lu Yun didn’t know where these organs of the world came from. Were they byproducts of a natural process, or had someone sacrificed to more altars?

"What did you say? The organs of the world?” Chen Xiao, Qing Buyi, and Tailong had noticed Lu Yun’s arrival. They didn’t realize who he was of their own accord; Heavenfall was so eye-catching that its wielder could be none other than Lu Yun. God wouldn’t lend it to anyone else.

Having drawn that conclusion, they gathered around him.

"Yes, the organs of the world,” Lu Yun nodded. “I once used them to create a replica of the world, so there’s no doubt about it.

"But as frightening as they are, they require a strong body to house them. The organs of the world complement each other, but when they are placed in a strong body, they will further give rise to the six other organs, meridians, and acupoints. After that he trailed off, not knowing what would happen either.

No one thought he was being an alarmist. They were all peak grand supremes who had seen much of the world. They might come to these conclusions on their own even without Lu Yun speaking of it.

Unbidden, the crowd’s gazes centered on the Jade Record of Creation wreathed by a ball of Hongmeng. Once it took shape, it would be the best body for the organs of the world.

"Destroy it!” the cerulean snake yelled in human speech. He spat out cerulean venom that dissolved the air it passed through.

Hummm.

But just as the fearsome poison neared the current of Hongmeng qi, the chaos dirt trembled as a black hand of soil probed out from it. It grabbed the venom and crushed it to pieces. Puppets as black as ink stood up from the chaos dirt, soundlessly charging the peak grand supremes.

Lu Yun waved Heavenfall back into his hand—the weapon had simply pierced through a mental barrier. Immortal force sang through his body and he swept the spear forward, knocking back a puppet rushing for him.

Half of his body went numb in the exchange.

"Such incredible strength!” he gasped. If it wasn’t for Heavenfall taking the brunt of the impact for him, he’d already be pulverized.

"Don’t fight the puppets!” shrieked the snake. He valiantly struggled to assume dao form, but was beaten back to his true form by a strange power the moment he showed a hint of taking humanoid shape.

The cerulean snake was stronger than Lu Yun—he was only gravely injured after a puppet sent him flying.

Or rather, everyone here was stronger than Lu Yun.

He possessed the strength of a peak grand supreme, but not the cultivation level. The Master of Darkness was no longer available to him, so he was a far cry from those assembled.

"Kid, catch!” The cerulean snake spat out a ray of cerulean light that arrived in front of Lu Yun. It was a cerulean dirk that seemed as lithe as a snake. Some fragrance wafted from it, an indication of great poison.

"The empyrean treasure of the Ingress Jade Heavens—Spiritpoison!” yelled Lu Feng. He’d been keeping an eye on his little brother.