Chapter 1723
Chapter 1723: Nineteenth Level of Sequence
There were three hundred and sixty-five minor summoning formations within fifty million kilometers!
No, strictly speaking, it was forty-nine hundred and ninety nine formations covering forty-nine, nine hundred and ninety thousand kilometers. The humble piles of dirt were also a type of disguise. This was no ordinary summoning for the Corpse Refiners to be so careful!
“No matter who they’re summoning, we can’t let the Corpse Refiners succeed!” Chu Xingran roared after his initial shock. “Destroy it!”
Whoosh!
He charged at the pile of dirt and punched it.
“What?! Are the zombies rebelling?? The Corpse Refiners started, but weren’t otherwise concerned. Zombies couldn’t destroy the summoning formations.
Indeed, Chu Xingran bounced back the moment he touched dirt.
“Huh?” Startled, he quickly realized something and shattered the talisman that Lu Yun had placed in his body, reverting to his true form.
Whoosh!
Cerulean sword light surged like a colossal river and slashed at the pile.
Kaboom!
An enormous mushroom cloud rose in the air and reduced the pile of dirt to powder.
“What?!” The sect disciples finally stirred with alarm, but Lu Yun smacked them to death before they could do anything.
This particular group of Corpse Refiners wasn’t strong to begin with—they relied on the Great Formation of Corpse Refinement and their zombies. Since this was Corpse Refiner territory, any other cultivator who wandered inside was sure to be refined. A rebellion of zombies and their sudden reversion back to living things was beyond their power of comprehension.
Thus, it was easier than eating cake for Lu Yun to kill them.
“The summoning formation… they want to summon a nineteenth level sequence zombie into the tomb!” Lu Yun quickly learned the truth from his newest Infernum. “The Corpse Refiners retained his strength in life when they transformed him, thereby making him stronger in death.”
The sect disciples assigned to guarding the piles of dirt were the faction’s core geniuses, so they knew more than the average disciple.
“When living beings turn into zombies, their doors of sequence close. However, their bodies and the strength they obtained from sequence stay, so it would be a zombie at bonafide nineteenth levels of sequence,” Ao Qin commented. “Zombies aren’t alive and their access to sequence no longer exists. Therefore, they can enter this area.”
“But powerhouses in the outside realm have jointly suppressed the Corpse Refiners a long time ago and forbade them from bringing in strong zombies. Even eighteenth level ones were forbidden. I can’t believe they came up with this loophole…” Chu Xingran frowned ferociously. “It’s not enough to destroy one summoning formation, we need to destroy them all!”
“Weren’t you guys going home? What do you care about the Corpse Refiners?”
The two had been so distracted and eager to go home that their abrupt change in attitude after seeing the Corpse Refiners was quite surprising.
“That sect is nothing good,” Ao Qin shook his head. “They turn the living into zombies—where do you think they’ll find welcome and acceptance? It was a mistake for you to incorporate the dao of corpse refinement into immortal dao.”
Since he’d been in the world of immortals all this time, he knew what Lu Yun had done to the Corpse Refiners there.
“I’ve extracted only the essence and discarded the dross,” Lu Yun shook his head. “I threw away the part of refining people alive and kept only how to refine and control the dead. But you’re right, they’re very likely to get the world of sequence if they bring out a nineteenth level sequence zombie.”
Although he had three Dao Flowers, he’d die before the world of sequence came looking for him if the Corpse Refiners succeeded. A nineteenth level sequence expert was a fundamentally different concept from the first eighteen.
“It would also be a disaster for our realm if they establish a world of corpse refinement sequence,” Ao Qin said. “We need to destroy these summoning formations, all of them!”
Twin black flames burned in Chu Xingran’s eyes—the strength of curse dao. Although he’d returned the identity of the Curse King, he’d inherited the personage’s strength. Curse dao was part of his cultivation now, and his command over it was greater than the old Curse King’s.
This was also why Lu Yun kept plotting against him despite everything. A karmic relationship had still existed between them, one that was finally eliminated by the bag of enigma stones. If the stones really took root in the fourth realm and became an enigma stone vein, then this Discarded Land could become whole again and turn into the same as the outside realm.
“Alright!” Lu Yun could see all three hundred and sixty-five dirt mounds through the Spectral Eye—three hundred and sixty-four now.
Each formation was guarded by seven Corpse Refiners at seventh level sequence. These were the upper echelon of geniuses in the sect and possessed domineering potential. Only true geniuses had the right to learn and use these formations.
In other words, the Corpse Refiners had only used local ingredients and assembled these formations on the spot to pull the wool over the eyes of those in the outside realm. The formations’ existence had to remain a secret. Thus, there was a limited number of twenty-five hundred and fifty-five disciples present, apart from their zombies. Although they were only seventh level sequence, they could easily deploy their battle zombies to kill a fifteen level sequence expert.
This was why everyone feared the Corpse Refiners. Each disciple represented not only themselves, but a vast army of zombies.
Lu Yun and his companions once more turned into zombies, but this time, they didn’t tread lightly. They rapidly flew through the forty-nine hundred and ninety nine formations, destroying them with the strength of the living since zombies couldn’t touch the piles of dirt.
He no longer hesitated, instead ambushing each Corpse Refiner with one lethal blow. Chu Xingran and Ao Qin were responsible for destroying the dirt mounds.
Soon enough, all of the dirt and Corpse Refiner guards were no more.
“Why do I feel like something’s off?” It felt like something was stuck in Lu Yun’s throat and he was having trouble breathing.
Boom!
A pillar of grayish-yellow light erupted beneath the land and blasted into the firmament. Inside it, a coffin of black wood fell down from the sky. It emanated the strength of nineteen levels of sequence.
There was a three hundred and sixty-sixth summoning formation!