The tomb of the living looked more like a luxurious estate than a tomb. Warm sunlight filtered through trees waving on mountaintops and gentle creeks ran down to flat ground. It gave one the misconception that they’d returned to the world of light.
If it wasn’t for the three possessing strong wills and resolute hearts, they would’ve been completely fooled.
They weren’t standing in a mirage or illusion, all of this truly existed. The extremity of death was life, and this was a place of life in the Abyssal Tomb.
If someone dead was sent here, it was possible for them to regather their soul and come back to life. More was the pity that the locale had been modified into a tomb of the living. Resurrection was no longer possible, only zombification and further transforming the zombie into a zombie king.
The three of them stood in the void and didn’t dare venture into the tomb. Lu Yun’s Spectral Eye picked out teeming zombies around the minor world. These were much stronger than the green-furred and red-furred zombies in the zombie farms. Some of them were on par with tenth level sequence experts!
If they all charged at once, Haidong Lin and the Curse King would be instantly ripped to pieces. While Lu Yun wanted nothing more than the Curse King to die, he didn’t want anything to happen to Haidong Lin.
“Don’t be rash!” he quietly transmitted to them. “I’m using abyssal hellfire to obscure your life signs, the zombies won’t detect us. I’m going to set up a layout and ignite abyssal lava to destroy this place!”
Although he’d used the mirror layout to project the tomb owner’s image into the tomb of the living, that was only a stop-gap measure. The most permanent solution to the problem was destroying the tomb itself.
Once he did that, the projection would still exist. That would give rise to an unexpected side effect of interfering with any zombie farms or tombs of the living that the Corpse Refiners might wish to set up again. Every layout that Lu Yun set up was deeply meaningful and more than they appeared on the surface.
“Are you just going to watch?” Haidong Lin frowned at the Curse King. “You say you’re allies, but Lu Yun is the only one doing any work.”
Lu Yun had called Haidong Lin a burden prior to entering the abyss. While he hadn’t turned out to be truly useless, he wasn’t of the greatest help either. Therefore, he observed and learned from the sidelines with peace of mind. But the Curse King was different, he was enemies with Lu Yun and out of the two of them, one was certain to die.
Although they were supposedly working together, the Curse King hadn’t seemed to be of much use.
“It’s not the right moment for me to take action yet,” the Curse King harrumphed after sweeping a glance over Haidong Lin.
“The Curse King’s been helping all along,” Lu Yun said as he set up an immense formation in the void. “He’s been setting down curses that target any Corpse Refiner who dares come in the flesh. If my guess is right, he’s put down the curse that he used on me the last time we met.”
The Curse King nodded and didn’t refute the speculation. He hadn’t anticipated that Lu Yun would easily see through what Haidong Lin failed to note. Nothing had changed in the young man’s cultivation realm—he was still peak Nihil World Sovereign. The only thing that’d changed was his strength. When he bolstered himself with the Abyssal Hell’s strength, it didn’t change his cultivation level. It only bestowed him with terrifying strength and more domineering methods.
“Teach me formula dao,” the Curse King suddenly said. “There’s flaws in my grand curse, so I want to use formula dao to analyze it.”
“Do you think I’d be dumb enough to arm my enemy against me?” Lu Yun flicked a glance at him and snorted.
With Lu Yun present, the Curse King would never grasp the heart of formula dao. Although he knew the various elementary formulas and calculation methods, that only scratched the surface. He’d yet to even set foot through the great doors of formula dao.
Lu Yun had tolerated Haidong Lin surreptitiously learning it, but the Curse King was the enemy. He would never be permitted to sneakily grasp formula dao!
“How about I give you a fragment of the heavenly dao in the outside world?” the Curse King thought about it. “The world outside is so much bigger than you can imagine—this Land of Reincarnation is just a speck of dust in the grand scheme of things. The dao there is more complete and sophisticated. Really, everything is beyond the limits of your current comprehension. A fragment of the great dao outside for your formula dao!”
“You’ve given me a speck of the Firmament Prison already and now offer me a fragment of the great dao outside. Aren’t you afraid that I’ll turn around and devour you after I fill out my wings?” Lu Yun sneered. Formula dao was nothing compared to a fragment of dao from a more sophisticated plane of existence.
“I’m not, because I’m going home,” the Curse King responded candidly. “I hadn’t planned on going back to the Land of Reincarnation after entering this Abyssal Hell. If I was going to, you’d still be my enemy and I’d never give you those things.
“But if I leave this land and return home, our karmic relationship will be severed by the wall of this world. We would have nothing more to do with each other, so it doesn’t matter if I give you a fragment of dao.” The Curse King waved a hand and manifested a small beam of light.
Just like the fragment of the Firmament Prison, it originated from a tiny pinprick of light. This pinprick, however, was as weighty as Mount Tai. If it wasn’t for some kind of seal over it, the entire Abyssal Hell might tremble from its power.
A fragment of dao like this was extraordinarily precious even in the outside world. Many would kill for it, and the Curse King wouldn’t possess it if not for his uncommon identity.
“I am the Curse King in the Land of Reincarnation, and I am Chu Xingran when I leave,” the Curse King said meaningfully when Lu Yun put the fragment away.
“Very well, you may learn formula dao,” Lu Yun nodded. It wasn’t possible to kill the Curse King in a short period of time, and there was no need to further pursue the matter right at this very moment if he was going to leave completely. The various plans that the Curse King had made in the world of immortals and Hongmeng would dissolve upon his departure, and their blood feud wasn’t completely centered on the man.
As the Time Guard had pointed out, the tree god had died for Lu Yun. In certain aspects, the Curse King was also a pawn used to ensure the bigger picture kept moving forward.
But for now, he was still in the Land of Reincarnation and he remained the Curse King, not Chu Xingran. If an opportunity presented itself, Lu Yun would happily thrust a sword through his heart. The Curse King was undoubtedly the same as neither of the two were pushovers.
Now as he was truly initiated into formula dao, he quickly used it to analyze himself, his various combat arts, and cultivation methods.
“What kind of monster is Lu Yun to create this kind of great dao and advance it to this level?!” the Curse King clucked his tongue with amazement after employing formula dao on his grand curse. “Also, you better release the Moran girl. Otherwise, those Moran old farts above sequence might lose their minds and come for your head,” he raised when he thought of something.
“The Moran girl?” Lu Yun paused.
“The Time Guard you’re holding in the Disordered Hell—Moran Dongning. The Morans are a powerful clan in the outside world. I’m sure there are Moran disciples here vying for the world of sequence,” the Curse King explained and stopped talking, refocusing on analyzing his dao.
Lu Yun shrugged and continued his preparations in the void.
Haidong Lin stared at the two of them, suddenly finding things very boring. These two wanted nothing more than each other’s head, but swapped their treasures at a crucial moment and then worked together more firmly than before… Is this crazy, ludicrous, or what?
If he and Sea Lord Mayfly had met with this situation, the most likely outcome would’ve been either of them stabbing the other in the dark.
“It’s done.” the Curse King opened his eyes with a smile. “If Jiangchen Ge dares show himself in a battle zombie again, I’ll be able to curse him to death through it!”
The third disciple of the master of the Corpse Refiners was Jiangchen Ge. The Curse King had been able to do nothing last time when Jiangchen Ge entered the yin tomb through the red-furred zombie. But if he tried again, the Curse King was fully confident of cursing him to death through the zombie.
“If he knows who you are, won’t he be on guard against you?” Haidong Lin asked with surprise.
“He only knows that I’m Chu Xingran, not that I’m the Curse King!” the man cackled. “Chu Xingran doesn’t know curse dao, but the Curse King is the most skilled in it in this Land of Reincarnation! Haidong Lin, I can curse you to death in thirty-eight hundred different ways now. Want to try them?”
Haidong Lin shuddered with dread.
