Murky gray fog filled the surroundings.
A realm monsterâs body looked crystalline and translucent from the outside, easily seen through with a single glance. But once Lu Yun entered, he found that everything here was hazy and indistinct, just like the zone of pollution in the chaos.
What set it apart was that there was no energy of the worlds here, just a dense weighty, stagnant power.
âItâs so cold.â Ying Luoâs voice suddenly sounded behind Lu Yun.
He smiled ruefully, he hadnât thought the girl would follow him inside. If she was with him, he wouldnât be able to use a lot of his methods. It wasnât like he could kill the girl to keep his secrets now, could he?
When Wei Yuan appeared on the scene earlier, Ying Luoâs first instinct had been to protect Lu Yun, even at the cost of fabricating a ridiculous lie. Now that sheâd followed him into the realm monster, he really didnât know how to handle the situation.
âBut youâre fine in here?â Looking at the nonchalant Lu Yun, Ying Luo realized that sheâd too impulsively followed the wanderer.
âItâs fine once you get used to it.â Lu Yun shifted around as his internal energy caused changes within his body every second. It constantly adjusted his physical form so he could acclimate to the surroundings.
This was an instinctive reaction at this point of his life. Lu Yunâs old trade was tomb raiding, something heâd pursued when he was still a mortal. Modifying behavior, mannerisms, and habits in his line of work was a necessity. Now that he cultivated the immortal dao, he still retained the habit of frequently adjusting his body so as to adapt to a new environment as soon as possible.
âOkay.â Ying Luo nodded and looked around, asking hesitantly, âWhy do all of these corpses look kind of strange? They donât seem like regular bodiesâŠâ
âOh?â Lu Yun blinked.
âThey seem like coffins,â Ying Luo mused. âYou canât tell from the outside, but when youâre inside, this feels like a coffin.â
âCoffin⊠a corpse coffin!â Lu Yunâs expression changed drastically and he looked wildly around him, operating formula dao at the same time.
Since the inside of the realm monster was suffused with opaque air currents, he couldnât see through to the heart of anything. He could only use formula dao to calculate the truth of the situation.
The dao of burial had long died out in the worlds, but itâd never been broken in the chaos. As a genius disciple of a sacred palace, Ying Luoâs knowledge was far richer than Lu Yunâs.
âCoffins that have endured a chaos tribulation are all filled with cloudy currents like these.â Ying Luo ignored Lu Yunâs motions and reached out to gently close her hand around a ball of murky air. âItâs very similar to the patch of chaos affected by the energy of the worlds, but different at the same time.â
Lu Yun retracted his formula dao and looked at Ying Luo.
âI wonder whoâs buried here.â Still ignoring Lu Yun, Ying Luo murmured to herself as she looked around.
Lu Yunâs eyes suddenly widened and he grabbed the girl, hauling her to his side.
âWhat is it?â Shuddering, she surreptitiously freed her hand from Lu Yunâs grasp.
âRemember the mental illusion that bewitched all of the beings that entered the tomb before the bloody path appeared?â Lu Yun asked with a frown. âIâd been searching for the source of that illusion, and it looks like it originates from these realm monster corpses.â
Ying Luo shuddered once more. She had indeed been in a strange mental state just now. If Lu Yun hadnât shaken her awake, she wouldâve followed her impulses and probed further inside.
âThe mental illusions are dispersed from here, but they donât come from here.â Lu Yun forced his mind to calm down and refrain from racing with random thoughts. The more one had on their mind, the more easily theyâd be affected by this mental attack.
âSince weâre here, we should try to make the best of things.â He strode forward and headed into the depths of the realm monster. Ying Luo followed close on his heels as she didnât want to be left behind.
The gray currents grew ever more concentrated until they mostly obscured Lu Yunâs vision. He could only see three meters around him, anything further than that was out of sight.
This place was very similar to where the energy of the worlds stretched into the chaos. There was no sense of space or dimension. In the absence of anything for scale or comparison, the two didnât feel like they were moving at all, despite walking forward.
âThereâs something there!â Ying Luo suddenly grabbed onto Lu Yunâs sleeve with some nervousness.
âI see it.â He came to a halt as well.
Calm gray currents were agitating not too far ahead of them, and faint echoes of some kind of crooning could be heard from that position. There⊠seemed to be an enormous shadow swimming through the space.
Lu Yun couldnât make it out clearly, but he could see some sort of indistinct shadow. It seemed to be a large fish swimming through the area.
âWhat the, why is it this?!â His eyes shot wide open as he saw something very familiar⊠a kun!
Or more specifically, a rotting kun.
This could only be found in the underworld.
When cultivators in the world of immortals weathered their tribulation, most of them met rotting kuns. Lu Yun had never imagined that heâd find one here!
Kuns were peculiar creatures. When human dao reigned in the Primeval Era, there had been an extraordinarily strong great emperor named the Kunpeng Emperor. Also in that age existed someone who wished to peek into the secrets of creators, so he split the great emperor into two as a kun fish and peng roc.
The peng rocs lived on and formed their own race, but the kun fish didnât and ultimately entered the underworld as rotting versions of themselves.
When Lu Yun met the kun version of the great emperor in Xuan Yuanâs tomb, that locale had become the final sanctuary for the Xuanyuan Clan.
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âAoooouuu!â An enormous roar ripped through the air as the rotting kun picked up speed, barreling down toward Lu Yun and Ying Luo. Its decaying mouth was wide open and blasted forth with a festering stench.
As a treasured disciple of a noble sacred palace, Ying Luo had never encountered anything like this before. She almost fainted dead away when the awful smell washed over her.
âPiss off!â Lu Yun roared back and lifted his sword. An enormous golden dragon rushed out of it and crashed into the giant kun.
This kun was roughly thirty meters long and brimmed with energy ripples corresponding to second level mortal realm. Lu Yunâs slash sent it reeling back more than five hundred kilometers into the distance, forcing away all of the murky currents around them.
âWake up!â Lu Yun grabbed Ying Luo and frantically shot backward for several hundreds of kilometers.
âUrp!â Ying Luo started heaving when she recovered her senses.
âYou could tell this is a coffin, but canât stand this smell?â Lu Yun frowned at the vomiting Ying Luo.
âI⊠urp!â After emptying the contents of her stomach, Ying Luo dry heaved some more. âI, Iâve seen coffins before, but never smelled this⊠This kind of smell doesnât exist in the chaos!
âThat thing just now doesnât come from the chaos either!â she concluded firmly.
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