Necropolis Immortal

Chapter 1978 – Divine Feather Race

A black skull rose majestically into the air like it was a mountain. If it wasn’t for Jin Huo telling Lu Yun that it was from a living being, he might think that this landmass was a minor mountain carved to look like a skull.

The Spectral Eye didn’t retrieve any death information from it. There were only two times when this might happen.

One, when it’d been so long since the subject’s era that all of its information had dispersed and returned to heaven and earth. What countered this possibility was that the death of an empyrean supreme was so monumental that traces of it would still remain after countless eons. The death itself would be deemed an innate part of the world.

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The second was that someone had refined the skull and turned it into a fearsome treasure. Take the skull of the shamanic ancestor, for example. Lu Yun hadn’t been able to read any death information about the shaman ancestor from it.

“Don’t move!” He grabbed Jin Huo’s arm and took a few steps back. “It’s a trap.”

He couldn’t determine the particulars of the skull in front of them, but he could tell thanks to formula dao and his instincts that the tomb of the shaman ancestor was certainly a trap.

“A dragon sleeps in mountains coiled,

Those deathly cliffs with mysteries roiled.”

Hummm.

An enormous projection appeared in front of Lu Yun—a world that replicated the entire tomb inside.

“The Dragonquake Scripture!” Jin Huo gasped. She knew about the scripture’s existence, and judging from the horrified look on her face, it was far more terrible than Lu Yun knew it to be.

He was almost deploying the complete version of the Dragonquake Scripture. Although it lacked some final details, it was essentially on par with a true version.

Jin Huo rapidly backed up before she regained control of herself.

“This is… the Dragonsearch Invocation of the Dragonquake Scripture! Thank goodness he isn’t using the full scripture, or else…” she shuddered. Although Jin Huo wasn’t aware of what the Dragonquake Scripture entailed, its appearance was always marked by a period of violence and bloodshed. Sometimes, empyrean supremes died.

Having vanished for all this time, it’d reappeared at this moment in Lu Yun’s hands.

While she observed only the Dragonsearch Invocation in action, she could tell from her perspective as a peak grand supreme that it contained the complete meaning of the Dragonquake Scripture.

“This isn’t the tomb of the shaman ancestor?” Lu Yun frowned.

“What?” Jin Huo started, jerked out of her reverie.

“There is someone buried inside, but it’s not the ancestor of the shamans.” Black light sparkled from the young man’s eyes. There laid a massive corpse inside the world formed by the Dragonsearch Invocation. It was black throughout, but otherwise fully intact.

It was humanoid, but also a bit different from the human race. There was a pair of black wings behind it, for one, and a long tail. Other than that, it looked like a perfectly normal human.

Lu Yun could read its full death information. It was a chief world race that he’d never seen before and it belonged to a minuscule figure who didn’t matter.

But how could an unimportant person be buried in the tomb for the shaman ancestor? They were buried here when the ancient tomb was first built. It was quite puzzling.

The Spectral Eye couldn’t be wrong and his formula dao wouldn’t return an incorrect answer. There was also no doubt who this tomb was meant for as the third empyrean supreme’s skull was erected in front of the tomb.

So how was an ordinary youth buried here, one that wasn’t even a supreme?

“What is it?” Jin Huo’s expression returned to normal when Lu Yun ceased operating the method.

All he did was frown faintly in answer.

“Oh!” she abruptly continued. “No matter what you, don’t use the Dragonquake Scripture in the chief worlds. Don’t use any of its combat arts either. You’ll become the greatest public enemy if you do.”

“I’m afraid that I’m already the greatest enemy of the realm,” Lu Yun responded expressionlessly. Although he carried on the conversation, all sorts of formulas and calculations furiously assembled and reassembled in his mind. He wanted to know the reason for this scene and more about the young man with the wings.

Divine Feather, Wei Lie.

That was the young man’s race and name. The Divine Feather race was one that’d gone extinct long ago in chief world history. Wei Lie was the last of his race. He was dead—he’d died in the era of the shamanic ancestor’s death. Someone had buried him in the ancestor’s tomb after his death.

Jin Huo chuckled ruefully when she recalled Lu Yun’s identity. He was human and from the offshoot that was growing into its strength. It was only a matter of time before those of the chief worlds and other realms worked in tandem to seal away the race again—or eradicate it once and for all this time.

It couldn’t be helped as they were the connate dao form and favored by heaven and earth. For being the preferred chosen ones, they would be the enemy of all other races until they ruled over everyone.

Or until they ceased to exist.

Therefore, Lu Yun felt that it no longer mattered if he was viewed as a public enemy. He would eventually have to fight the heavyweights of the realm, whether or not he wielded the Dragonquake Scripture.

“Do you know the Divine Feather race?” Lu Yun asked before Jin Huo had a chance to speak.

“The Divine Feathers?” She raised her eyebrows. “Why are you asking about them?”

“The person buried in the shaman ancestor’s tomb isn’t his corpse or any other relic. It’s the last of the Divine Feathers,” Lu Yun answered solemnly. “He’s a very ordinary young man, one at eighteen levels of sequence. Do you know anything about this race?”

Jin Huo’s expression turned unpleasant. “Where’s the god of Mount Tai and the Disordered Empyrean Supreme? Are they both here?”

Lu Yun could read a hint of fear in her emotions. She was afraid of the Divine Feather race!

“I don’t know,” he shook his head. “The Dragonquake Scripture can only see the layouts inside the tomb and the status of the tomb owner. I can’t tell if there are other people here.

“But the tomb qi has been released, so other people have definitely been by.” He could determine the tomb’s condition with a single glance. Since the tomb of the empyrean supreme had been open for at least hundreds of years, it was understandable that someone had cracked this particular tomb open to explore.

“I’ve heard of a Dragonshift Method within the Dragonquake Scripture that can deploy the earthen veins to destroy a variety of layouts and tomb life points…” Jin Huo said slowly.

“You want me to call upon the earthen veins here and use it to attack the tomb of the empyrean supreme?” Lu Yun asked incredulously.

The Dragonshift Method could indeed manipulate the earthen veins. One could even destroy an entire world with the complete Dragonquake Scripture. The original Hongmeng had been severely weakened after the Dragonquake Scripture sent its earthen veins elsewhere, which was how one blow had been sufficient to destroy it.

Normally speaking, feng shui masters used the Dragonshift Method to alter feng shui layouts in pursuit of their own goals.

Use it to destroy an ancient tomb? That actually sounded quite exciting!

Perhaps the empyrean supreme from the darkness was hiding in this tomb and awaiting Lu Yun’s arrival. He wanted to kill two birds with one stone and capture a future threat along with the Disordered Empyrean Supreme.