Chapter 1828: Final Ace
Chapter 1828: Final Ace
Lu Yun raised an internal eyebrow. The core essence of the six dao palaces of highest order? He’d already given it to the Myriad Spirit and Firstspirit Supremes. Who would’ve thought that Yun Yi, one who’d exceeded supreme, would also want it?
Thus, the young man shook his head. “Let us talk with our fists. I’m also curious what kind of methods the legendary figure of the chief worlds is capable of.”
“Yun Yi, are you here for your three little concubines?” Lu Feng snorted before Yun Yi could respond. He was also here in his primary body and he waved around a large folding fan gilded with gold—his personal treasure. He looked at Yun Yi with cruel amusement.
Yun Yi tilted his head. “I didn’t take you to task for bullying my dao partners, but here you are, mocking me. Do you really think you can do whatever you wish just because you’re a spacetime traveler? You seek death!”
Rather than bring out a treasure or weapon, he simply pushed his palm at Lu Feng.
“So strong!” Lu Feng’s eyes went wide with dismay and he quickly backed up. The palm strike still found him and flung him backward.
Although Lu Feng’s cultivation also exceeded supreme, he was still weaker than Yun Yi.
“Out of the way, or you all die.” Yun Yi’s gaze turned cold. Although Chen Xiao, Qing Buyi, and Moran Dongning frowned solemnly, they remained standing in front of the latest arrival.
“Folks, let me handle Yun Yi. You take down Jiang Chen first,” Shenyu offered, his body exuding the radiance of jade.
“You might have a chance if it was Che standing in front of me, but he will never join the fray.” Yun Yi sneered at the Dao King and Mo Yi sitting high above them.
Che was the Dao King’s name. Whether in the Hongmeng or world of immortals, he’d never personally extended a hand. His plots, schemes, and battles with the Curse King had all been conducted through Shenyu or in other ways.
He couldn’t take action even when Mo Yi died—all he could do was trade his life for hers. He was restricted by a certain rule. If he broke it, unimaginable consequences would quickly follow. Thus, he remained sitting cross-legged in the void and silently watched over Mo Yi by his side.
“Master doesn’t need to do anything, I am enough.”
Hummm.
The illumination around him intensified as Shenyu brought both fists against Yun Yi. The latter shifted his weight back and bounded one step forward, deploying the same palm strike against Shenyu.
“Let’s strike together!” Lu Feng came shooting back from an incredibly far distance. Though he was in bedraggled form, he maintained his composure.
Chen Xiao, Qing Buyi, and Moran Dongning understood his intentions and acted accordingly, attacking Yun Yi from four different directions along with Lu Feng.
“There’s so many of us, why are we afraid of him?” giggled Wahuang. She tossed her embroidered ball at Yun Yi’s head.
Those chasing after Jiang Chen also about-faced to refocus on Yun Yi. Other than Fuxi dogging the mountain god’s footsteps, everyone else switched tack to target Yun Yi. Such was the pressure he exerted over them.
Roughly a dozen heavyweights only barely managed to keep the newcomer in check! Although Yun Yi was beset on all sides, he didn’t panic. His attacks and defensive maneuvers were perfectly balanced and he handled the situation with aplomb.
Jiang Chen and the corpse god looked at each other. The way was clear and they approached Lu Yun without a word.
“Tsk tsk tsk, you can die with peace of mind, Lu Yun. Don’t worry, your friends, seniors, and teachers will soon reunite with you,” Jiang Chen leered.
“Where are they reuniting with me?” Lu Yun firmly shoved Carmine Arbiter back into hiding.
“The netherworld, of course.” Jiang Chen raised a brow.
“You do know I cultivate hell dao? I am the master of the netherworld. How about I send you guys there instead?” Lu Yun smiled superciliously.
“Stop wasting time, just kill him!” The corpse god sensed something amiss. Since Mo Yi and the Dao King couldn’t join the group, the current Lu Yun was a fish on the chopping block. But for some reason, there was something off, something that she couldn’t identify.
Twin rays of orange light flared from Jiang Chen’s eyes—the power of corpse dao. “Since you’re the master of the netherworld, I’ll refine you into a zombie!”
He reached out his withered claw of a hand and brought it down on Lu Yun.
Boom!
An overwhelming power blasted from Lu Yun’s body and shattered the claw. He remained sitting in the void, mostly preoccupied with restraining Carmine Arbiter from rushing out to lay waste to their enemies.
“Do you know why I choose to forge the origin hell here and not in my own kingdom?” he chuckled.
He’d shaped the kingdom of hell into a true world that stood on the same level as the world of immortals. Anyone who died in any of the four realms ended up in his kingdom. There, punishment and reward were impartially doled out. The dead either entered hell or the cycle of reincarnation.
The kingdom of hell was his world and everything there under his control. Yet, he’d still chosen to conduct his affairs in the abandoned secondary worlds.
The corpse god grimaced, she had no desire to talk to Lu Yun. Her crimson iron chain extended like a bloody dragon and snaked toward Lu Yun.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Massive booms echoed around Lu Yun as ten palaces suddenly appeared. A stunning woman sat in each of them. The ten Yama Kings in the Grand Formation of the Ten Yama Kings! The three hundred and sixty-five Diexi’s seated outside the zombie king formation also opened their eyes in unison.
Jiang Chen didn’t recognize the first formation, but he did know the formation of zombie kings.
“Lu Yun, are you trying to use my own formation against me?” he sneered.
“I am less than you in terms of absolute strength. But in terms of formula dao? You are far beneath me,” Lu Yun snorted. With a gentle tap of his fingers, he melded the Grand Formation of the Ten Yama Kings into the one of the zombie kings. A three hundred and sixty-sixth Diexi appeared with a coffin made of empyrean crystal. There was a barely visible, slender skeleton within.
This Diexi and the coffin suppressed the formation of zombie kings and transformed it into another existence. The one of Yama Kings became the core of the brand new formation.
Boooooom.
The formation of zombie kings shuddered as cosmic power and dominating strength of life and death roiled within the formation, oscillating in all directions.
“What?!” Having fought all of the powerhouses to a standstill and indifferently waiting for Lu Yun’s death, Yun Yi gasped with shock. “Why didn’t anyone tell me that he has the crystal coffin too?!”
Typically coolly composed, Yun Yi regarded the development with a trace of fear.
The god of Mount Tai and Fuxi stopped as well, shocked by the formation. Jiang Chen couldn’t assume command over it when it was suppressed by the crystal coffin. Now that it was affected by the Yama Kings, it received a brand new strength—not one of the zombie kings, but one of the true major cycle.
The Yama Kings’ formation had fully undone the power of the zombie kings. This formation now emitted cosmic strength interspersed with life and death, as well as hints of that terrifying crystal coffin.
“No more!” Yun Yi immediately disengaged from battle, ripped through the void, and fled the Land of Reincarnation.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
When cosmic strength rained down on the zombie emperor, it destroyed both body and Jiang Chen’s projection. There was no coming back from this demise.
The god of Mount Tai smashed through the void with a wild wave of the Ruler of Heaven’s Measure, escaping as well. His plans were in disarray and his helper gone. There was no point in further battle.
Tianqi acted before the corpse god could react and wrapped her with the battle flag, suppressing her inside.
Cosmic phenomena and the Grand Formation of the Ten Yama Kings slowly faded away. Only Lu Yun was left, sitting cross-legged in the void and quietly refining the six hells. The zombie king formation that everyone had overlooked was his true final ace.