Necropolis Immortal

Chapter 1638: Immortal Slaughter Formation

Previously lost and directionless, Lu Yun found his purpose after arriving in this bizarre world. He was going to absorb its immortal dao and raise it to become the world’s defining dao. He would then use his body as a medium to receive the immortal dao from the world of immortals in the Hongmeng and have it traverse the fourth realm.

He didn’t know how strong the immortals in this world were—whether they were of the Hongmeng level or the fourth realm. But so far, he seemed to reign supreme in Myriadsea World with just the cultivation level of a minor World Manifest.

What he needed to do now was to establish his authority and ensure that everyone feared him. He needed to conquer and tame, including the world of immortals that governed this world.

……

Crack crack crack!

As crisp snaps rang out, bits of Lu Yun’s charred body crumbled to the ground to make way for newborn skin. His pristine naked form was wrapped in a ball of milky radiance. Though he wasn’t completely healed, he could use one ten thousandth of his strength. That was enough to bring him back to a Hongmeng potentate level.

The milky radiance dissipated in the next second; Lu Yun’s immortal force coalesced a simple long white robe over him. There was an indistinguishable corpse beneath his feet—the immortal that he’d smashed to death.

Normally speaking, that would make the immortal one of Lu Yun’s Infernum. But in this strange world, the unfortunate soul wasn’t claimed by the Tome of Life and Death. He was completely dead.

Xia Xu, Situ Lang, and Marquis Windcloud paused with confusion when they saw the body beneath Lu Yun’s feet.

“This is the Truecloud Sect immortal that you’re looking for.” Lu Yun indulged in a thorough stretch and continued apologetically, “This seat was gravely injured and had no say in landing on this altar.

“Although this seat has solved the issue of the beast tide and thus repaid the karmic debt of my manner of arrival, your ensuing troubles are also a result of my presence. This debt must be repaid as well.”

He thought for a while before saying, “I will reconstruct Truecloud Nation for you if you are willing to follow my banner. I can also help your Truecloud Sect grow stronger. If you aren’t willing, I’ll destroy the Ruina Immortal Nation right now and take care of this problem once and for all to repay this debt.”

His tones were peaceful and wholly without threat. If he wanted to conquer this world, he needed to establish a foundation. In his eyes, since he already had a karmic relationship with Truecloud Nation and Truecloud Sect, they could be his base of operations.

The caveat was that they had to be wholeheartedly willing. If not, the slightest reluctance could fester into enormous uncertainties down the line, just like the once Longshan Yin.

“Um…” Xia Xu, Situ Lang, and Marquis Windcloud looked at each other. Though they’d immediately understood what’d happened when they saw the corpse, it was another thing entirely to hear Lu Yun’s explanation.

“We are willing to follow milord!” Situ Lang was the first to respond. “But the Truecloud Sect…”

“It is enough that the three of you are willing to follow my banner. We can deal with the sect later.

“Mm, I have nothing on me and nothing to bequeath to you three. There’s twenty thousand Ruina cultivators on the ground—take whatever you want from them,” Lu Yun coughed and finished lamely. He couldn’t communicate with the kingdom of hell or Disordered Hell at the moment; his inner world and seed storage were equally off limits. He was stark naked like a newborn baby and had no gifts to offer his new subordinates.

“Ah… won’t we cause trouble if we take Ruina’s belongings?” Xia Xu answered hesitantly.

“Are you afraid?” Lu Yun chuckled at a Xia Xu who’d lost all traces of his majestic authority.

“We caused trouble a long time ago.. ahem!” Situ Lang coughed dryly. “But to take their belongings when they’re down, it’s a bit..”

“Like what bottom feeders do?” Lu Yun grinned. “Us cultivators need to fight for every scrap we get. We fight with the heavens, the earth, and other cultivators. This unending path of immortality is created through struggle.”

Xia Xu and the others nodded with half understanding, but were prevented from looting their opponents when a dense rain of sword light howled through the air.

A million cultivators descended and surrounded the altar. Not only did they brim with power, but they also formed an enormous formation that melded with the world. Dongfang Ao stood at the forefront, coolly staring down at Lu Yun from the air. He’d changed into azure battle armor and leveled a glacial blue halberd at Lu Yun.

“Has the king of Ruina Immortal Nation come?” Lu Yun asked him.

“Hmph!” Dongfang Ao snorted. “So what if you’re a Truecloud immortal? My nation’s Immortal Slaughter Formation once executed three immortals that disturbed Myriadsea World. You still have a chance for survival if you surrender and quietly come with us, or else…” He brandished his halberd and elicited a loud hum from the void.

A million cultivators deployed their strength and resonated with the formation. Various images and projections rose from the array and overlaid each other—the formation was an uncommonly strong immortal-grade formation.

“I want to see the king of Ruina Immortal Nation. Have him come meet me.” Lu Yun flourished his sleeve.

Boom!

The void shuddered as the especially strong Immortal Slaughter Formation instantly broke apart. A million cultivators tumbled down from the sky like dumplings dropped into a pot of boiling water.

Dongfang Ao was still poised in the air, his halberd pointing at Lu Yun.

“Go on, have your king come see me.” Lu Yun flourished his sleeve again and sent Dongfang Ao away.

Xia Xu and the marquis were tongue-tied with shock. Though Situ Lang expected the scene, he still found the sight incredible.

“Alright, we’re not bottom feeders now, but straight up bandits.” Lu Yun chuckled at Situ Lang. “These million cultivators are all in the core realm. Tie them all up—they’ll be the core strength of our Truecloud Nation in the future.

“Truecloud Nation? Truecloud? Cloud, as in the character ‘yun’? Heh, good place. This is a good place,” Lu Yun roared with laughter.

Xia Xu and the marquis looked at each other with dawning joy. Defeating Ruina’s formation with a simple wave of his hand—that made their savior at least an immortal king! There was only one such person in the Truecloud Sect.

Xia Xu and the marquis didn’t count as sect members, they were just servants overseeing Truecloud Nation for the faction. They didn’t bear any true loyalty toward the sect. Thus, they were overjoyed to attach themselves to a stronger thigh.