The tomb of the living was originally derived from the Abyssal Hell. Thus, Lu Yun attacking it with abysmal hellfire rendered his actions completely ineffective. The power that he could borrow was far less than what was contained in the actual hell itself. Hence, he was unable to shake the tomb of the living.
This time, he used the hell’s power to assimilate the tomb. Grayish-black lava immediately covered it, and it wasn’t long before the ground within the tomb of the living cracked and protruded into a volcano.
Its layout was truly destroyed only after the volcano appeared. The volcano ignited a chain reaction as zombie farm after zombie farm exploded in the Abyssal Hell, all of them turning into volcanos.
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Haidong Lin and the Curse King were locked in desperate battle outside the tomb of the living. Silver zombies, gold zombies, even zombie kings appeared to surround them. Three out of Lu Yun’s four hell cannons lay in pieces; the last one also wobbled precariously.
A variety of body parts blasted apart from the cannons littered the ground, but even more zombies gathered from all directions. There was no end to them. A tall young man with a complexion as clear as jade watched the struggling Curse King and Haidong Lin with a frosty look.
“Mazu has been dead for a very long time, so who would’ve thought that her heir would appear here? Fascinating, how very fascinating,” the young man remarked as he studied Haidong Lin’s continued deployment of Ruina Myriad Sea and how the man used his energy.
“Jiang Kui, you’re just a tiny ant in front of a great god like Mazu. Look at you lording over us like you’re actually something!” jeered the Curse King. He was hiding within the last hell cannon and adjusting his condition, secretly casting curses and calling upon power that belonged to only Chu Xingran.
“Long time no see, Chu Xingran. How goes your trials in the Land of Reincarnation?” The young man called Jiang Kui smirked at the Curse King. “The Dafeng miss misses you terribly and won’t marry anyone but you. But what I’d really like to know is, are you a man or a woman?” Snorting, he looked the Curse King up and down.
The Curse King’s face darkened and he responded with nothing apart from a cold sniff. Jiang Kui was too strong—he’d single handedly destroyed one of the hell cannons. But after witnessing the cannons’ might, he didn’t dare try anything else afterward.
“It has nothing to do with you whether I’m a man or a woman,” the Curse King ground his teeth. “I just hadn’t thought that Jiang Kui of the renowned Rising Sunriver nation would debase himself to fraternize with the notorious Corpse Refiners. Aren’t you afraid of bringing disaster down on Rising Sunriver?”
“Hahahaha!” Jiang Kui laughed dismissively. “If I obtain that world of sequence and refine it for our purposes, no one will say a thing even if I join the Corpse Refiners!
“As for you, I’m going to strip you naked when I capture you and hang you on your capital’s gates. I’ll let all of your citizens observe whether their crown prince is actually a princess, hahaha!!”
Rumble—
The tomb beneath their feet suddenly swelled up into a volcano. Gray abyssal lava erupted and destroyed the tomb of the living in the blink of an eye. The entire Abyssal Hell began to shake afterward as all of the zombie farms exploded in quick succession, obliterating the countless zombies in the depths.
“NO!!” Jiang Kui shrieked, at a complete loss. Why was this happening?! Why had a perfectly fine tomb of the living, busy nurturing a zombie king, turned into a volcano? It was the source of the Corpse Refiners’ zombie farms—if it was no more, then the layout of the zombie farms would also be destroyed!
Early on, Lu Yun made sure to first move away the layout that turned the Abyssal Hell into a tomb. The main tomb was no longer the tomb of the living, but Mount Tai at the core of the hell. Thus, the Abyssal Tomb remained completely fine despite the destruction of the tomb of the living and zombie farms.
Jiang Kui looked around wildly, unable to comprehend the scene. The Corpse Refiners had sacrificed countless lives and invested unfathomable effort to evade the public eye, establish the zombie farms, and set up a tomb of the living to nurture a zombie king.
Someone had just ruined all of that!
“DIE!!” He snarled and charged a shadow that darted out of the tomb of the living.
Lu Yun was well aware of Jiang Kui’s presence and immediately punched out at him. Having eliminated the tomb of the living and defused the zombie farms, his control over the Abyssal Hell deepened by another factor. He could borrow more strength; this punch was a combat art of the Abyssal Hell Dao—Abyssal Punch.
Boom!
A mushroom cloud rose into the air as both combatants flew backward. Blazing hellfire formed a barrier in front of Lu Yun to disperse the terrible impact. However, the remaining hell cannon wasn’t as lucky.
The Curse King and Haidong Lin hastily fled for their lives while zombies scurried in disarray. Lava giants stood up from the gray lava and thundered toward the zombie hordes.
“So you’re the heir to the god of Mount Tai!” Jiang Kui thought he’d grasped the truth upon seeing the lava giants. It was the same assumption that Jiangchen Ge had made.
Lu Yun spun around in the air and landed in front of Jiang Kui. Gray abyssal hellfire burned over him and created a gray plume that wrapped around the young man.
“Who is this guy?” He turned to the Curse King.
“Jiang Kui, greatest genius of Rising Sunriver. Fifteenth level wood sequence expert, he seems to have joined the Corpse Refiners as one of their disciples,” the Curse King answered subconsciously.
“Heh heh heh, well well, Chu Xingran. Here I was thinking you’d achieve something great in the Land of Reincarnation, but you take orders from a native?” Jiang Kui snorted with laughter.
“A native? Didn’t you just say that I’m the heir to the god of Mount Tai? How did I turn into a native?” Lu Yun grinned back at him.
“The god of Mount Tai is a native in this Land of Reincarnation,” the Curse King said quietly.
Lu Yun frowned.
“The god of Mount Tai was the strongest in this land and its master before it became the Land of Reincarnation. The cycles didn’t start repeating until he was killed,” the Curse King explained.
