Lu Yun brooded as he read Jin Huo’s expression. It was looking highly likely that Wei Lie’s past self was buried in the ancient burial mound instead of Pangu. The Divine Feather young man’s future self was an incredibly weak young man buried in the tomb of the shamanic ancestor, so what about his present self?
Where was Wei Lie’s present self?
Still motionless in the pure gloom of extreme darkness, Lu Yun was starting to feel the pressure get to him.
“You shouldn’t have come,” Jin Huo murmured when she discovered his mental state.
“I’m here already, so enough of that.” He shook his head and drew himself upright, fully deploying the complete strength of a peak grand supreme thanks to Heavenfall.
A formless vortex rose over his head. Something summoned the boundless power of darkness from the surroundings and collected it in the spinning vortex. A slender hand probed out behind his ear and placed a mask on his face.
It was both laughing and crying—the Master of Darkness.
Jin Huo stared at him. The young man now appeared to be the same as the Divine Shaman Cauldron.
“He never needed me to make it out of the tomb alive,” she suddenly understood. Jin Huo knew that her resurrection was the result of someone leading Lu Yun through each of the necessary steps.
That person continued to guide him to the place where Wei Lie’s future self was buried. Lu Yun didn’t know what they wanted to do, but regardless, he was no longer a pawn to be placed at anyone’s discretion.
Bronze light flared from the spear’s tip the moment the mask settled over his face and shattered the darkness in the vortex. A barrier seemed to break as well and a tiny hint of light appeared before Jin Huo. She could see Lu Yun’s back.
It was real light that wasn’t limited to just the young man. She could see the true nature of this world as well.
A bleak and desolate expanse of crimson dirt stretched beneath a grayish-black sky. Despair rose from the bottom of her heart.
Wearing the Master of Darkness, Lu Yun dragged Heavenfall behind him as he paced toward the deepest part of the tomb. The four evil coffins were laid out in the center of this tattered world, but they were cracked and their lids lifted. Scarlet liquid oozed out of them into the dark red soil underneath.
The layout of the evil coffins was still present, but the four coffins were long destroyed. Another massive black vortex churned over them and limitless power of darkness rushed out from it. It slowly enveloped the world and expelled all other powers present within it.
With the Master of Darkness and Heavenfall present in Lu Yun, they also deployed a black vortex that churned the power of darkness to pieces. The Master of Darkness then devoured those fragments of power.
Only in the darkness could the mask unleash its full power. The current Master of Darkness uses the power of darkness from the vortex to raise Lu Yun’s strength to unfathomable levels.
“This was done on purpose,” Lu Yun realized. “Someone purposefully left the power of pure darkness here to entice the Master of Darkness.”
The features on the mask had turned blood-red, but Lu Yun neither turned into a Dark Yama King nor became one with the mask. His strength came from the Tome of Life and Death and Heavenfall.
“Perhaps the dark peak grand supreme’s target is me and he wants to eliminate me, but the dark empyrean supreme’s target was never me.”
The machinations and vision of empyrean supremes were things that Lu Yun couldn’t begin to wrap his mind around. Perhaps a peak grand supreme would snuff out a future threat in its cradle, but an empyrean supreme wouldn’t.
Lu Yun fully understood only when he saw the vortex of darkness—all of this was for the Master of Darkness. It was the ultimate treasure of the land of darkness and it’d been stolen by the Disordered Empyrean Supreme. An empyrean supreme from the darkness had come to the burial mound, most likely to retrieve it.
Lu Yun arrived in front of the evil coffins with Heavenfall trailing behind him.
They’d been shattered and had come back to life as a true blood dragon, blood phoenix, blood qilin, and blood turtle. The corpse that’d been suppressed within was long gone.
Wei Lie’s past self had broken free of the evil coffins.
“What about the great god Pangu?” Lu Yun wondered with bafflement. Why did the humans here think that Pangu was held in the coffins? Was Wei Lie Pangu?
But… they were plainly two different people.
……
“Is this the new identity that you have prepared for me?”
Two figures stood in the air, one of them the primordial heavenly emperor who was now an akasha ghost. The other was a young man with a pair of black wings behind him. He possessed black hair, black eyes, and black lips. He looked keenly at Lu Yun and turned up the corner of his lips.
“I’d intended him to be so, but not anymore,” answered the emperor. “He’s turned me into an akasha ghost.”
“An akasha ghost?” Wei Lie blinked. “The form bestowed by the Master of Darkness?”
“Yes,” the emperor nodded. “And he has given me a true spirit.”
“Then forget it, I can’t afford to provoke something like an akasha ghost.” Wei Lie shook his head. “My past self has broken out and my future self will leave this place in the not so distant future. My present self… can just be destroyed if there’s no other choice.”
“Where did you move Pangu’s corpse?” the emperor asked.
“Pangu?” Wei Lie shook his head again. “What can hold him? I simply reached an agreement with him that I’d be suppressed here in his stead so he can fool you idiots. His primary body escaped a long time ago.”
The primordial heavenly emperor shook and he gasped, “So Pangu was never suppressed here?! You didn’t come later??”
“It was always me,” Wei Lie chuckled. “The mistress taught me the cultivation method of the three lives so I could form my past, present, and future bodies. I allied with Pangu, making it easy to deceive halfwits like you guys.
“He’s… also a dao form being, isn’t he?” He looked at Lu Yun again.
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The young man had already set foot into the vortex of darkness.
The emperor’s expression flickered rapidly. He’d thought that they’d jointly suppressed Pangu of the human race back in the day, that Wei Lie had come later and taken the great god’s place in the coffins.
Who would’ve thought that it’d been Wei Lie all along?!
They wanted to kill Pangu! Injure him gravely, if not kill him! If it’d never been him in the coffins, then the current Pangu out there was very likely still in his prime!
