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Necropolis Immortal Chapter 653

Chapter 632

With an earsplitting shriek, Ge Yanxia’s obese frame smashed heavily into a palace wall. A fraction of a second later, golden talisman glyphs twisted through the air and dispelled the rampaging silver lightning. 

A beat later, silence once again descended on the palace. Lu Yun stood quietly unmoving, one hand extended forward with fingers splayed, tiny wisps of silver lightning playing around his digits.

Ge Yanxia’s entire figure was charred black. Her hair, protective treasures, and clothes had all been burned to a crisp, exposing scorched skin and a waft of grilled meat.

Sharp breaths could be heard from the Exalted emperor, Donglin Taihuang, and Qi Hai. Ge Yanxia might be a mere aether dao immortal, but as a primordial immortal, she rivaled origin dao immortals in strength. Even so, Lu Yun’s lightning had blasted her away and disintegrated the defensive treasures on her before breaching her defenses.

Among them, Qi Hai seemed particularly shaken. He’d previously been confident that he’d plumbed the extent of Lu Yun’s trump cards and grasped what made the young man so powerful, but the scene that’d just played out before his eyes was beyond his comprehension.

It appears that legacies from the era of human dao aren’t the only things he’s obtained… There are things even more ancient on him, perhaps the legacy of a great emperor. Another thought sprang to his mind, unbidden. And the Tome of Life and Death he spoke of last time, just what can it be…?

……

Ge Yanxia struggled back to her feet, then shook herself all over. Dark radiance flashed across her, restoring her to her previous appearance. Fires of anger blazed inside her bovine eyes, but she no longer dared continue the offensive.

Wreathed in silver lightning, even Lu Yun’s hair had taken on a silver hue.

“A fur seal?” His lips curved up in a smirk. “I’ll show His Majesty some face today and refrain from ending your life. If we were anywhere else… I wouldn’t mind making barbecue out of you.”

Lu Yun’s leer carried just enough cold ruthlessness to induce a subconscious shudder.

“Enough, please set aside your past grievances for now. We invited you here to discuss serious matters,” the emperor finally intervened.

As for Qi Hai and Donglin Taihuang, they hadn’t openly chosen a side from start to finish.

“Serious matters?” Ge Yanxia grinned, baring yellow teeth that’d almost turned black with caked filth. “Fine, but before that, tell this brat to hand over my tribe’s treasure first—the Demonic Sovereign Cauldron.”

The Exalted emperor frowned faintly.

“Your Celestial Majesty,” Lu Yun interjected before the emperor could speak. “In the ancient times, fur seals were the lowest of the low, the most ordinary of wild beasts. Given the presence of such a base creature among us, I assume that whatever you want to discuss must not be that important.”

He glanced at Ge Yanxia with disgust. Truth be told, he really found this… thing… repugnant.

Ge Yanxia’s wounds were healed, but being charred by lightning, her clothes remained in tatters. Despite the undulating waves of her completely exposed body, she stood there without any sense of shame.

Other than her humanoid form, there was nothing human about her. Lu Yun wasn’t brave enough that he dared chance another look straight at the creature.

Struck speechless, the emperor stared vacantly at him.

“You little bastard!!” Infuriated by Lu Yun’s insults, Ge Yanxia charged again with a snarl.

Sizzle boom!

Lu Yun unleashed lightning from his hands for the second time and blasted the creature back.

“Stay your hands, both of you!” The celestial emperor found himself a little flustered. Since he’d witnessed the might of the heavenly thunder absorbed by Lu Yun, he was truly afraid the young man might kill the fur seal. The fur seal was too useful to him to be allowed to die, at least for the moment.

“The Primordial Era is long past and many things have changed since. What’s more, this is the Exalted Palace. If there is enmity between you, please wait until the end of this matter before acting on it. What say you?” The emperor unleashed a formidable aura that restrained Ge Yanxia before she raged completely out of control.

“As I said earlier, I won’t end its life this time out of respect for Your Majesty. But my tolerance has its limits if this… fur seal keeps causing trouble.” Lu Yun nodded with great indifference.

Ge Yanxia huffed and panted, the massive mounds of her chest heaving up and down. Everyone else in the hall looked away as the sight was rather nauseating.

“Let tea be served.” With a wave of a hand, the celestial emperor restored the destroyed hall back to its former appearance and invited his guests to seats of honor.

Palace maids entered with tea, alleviating the tension somewhat.

“We invited all of you here because there are two matters We desire your assistance with.” The emperor lifted his teacup and took an elegant sip.

“What fine tea!” Silent thus far, Donglin Taihuang smacked his lips in praise. “This must be the divine race’s Divine Blood Tea, irrigated by the blood of divine spirits.”

With a smile, the emperor inclined his head.

“Your Exalted Majesty, you must have summoned us for those two matters,” Qi Hai finally spoke.

“Tomorrow, my junior brother will face his immortal tribulation. We would like the four of you to stand guard over him.” The emperor’s response was solemn. “The tribulation from the heavens isn’t Our greatest concern, what We worry most about is the evil of man.”

“Your Majesty’s junior brother?” asked the curious Lu Yun.

“The only son of the previous Exalted celestial emperor, the last of his bloodline,” the emperor sighed.

“For the only son of the former celestial emperor, I will naturally rise to the occasion.” Lu Yun grew solemn.

In the past, the nine celestial emperors of the world had supported him as the foremost youth sovereign and protected him alongside Zhao Fengyang, disposing of many unseen threats before they arose.

In all likelihood, the nine emperors had disappeared from public eye, not because they’d secluded themselves to collectively break through, but to block a rift leading to the world of immortals.

So, whether for rational or sentimental reasons, he’d never refuse this request.

“Since the tribulation is tomorrow, why did you wait until today to invite us? Also, what do I stand to gain from protecting him?” Ge Yanxia asked, but not before throwing a glare at Lu Yun.

“Our court has made all of the necessary arrangements, but those who mean harm to my junior brother are also fully prepared. Therefore, we waited until today to catch them off guard.” The emperor looked at Lu Yun.

The Dusk governor’s arrival was the greatest gift, if an unexpected one. If the young man could absorb the entire lightning tribulation, it’d be one less thing for his junior brother to worry about.

“If Our junior brother can safely weather the tribulation, generous rewards will be gifted as a token of appreciation.”

Donglin Taihuang and Qi Hai exchanged a glance before nodding at the same time.

Lu Yun fell pensive. He could tell that the emperor wanted to use him to block the lightning tribulation, but he was still happy to oblige. “What’s the second matter?” he probed further.

Necropolis Immortal

Necropolis Immortal

仙墓
Score 8.3
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2017 Native Language: Chinese
A great war raged between cultivators a hundred thousand years ago. Immortals fell by the tens of thousands, the path of cultivation itself was severed, and after the dust settled, tombs forested the world. A hundred thousand years after the last legend faded, Lu Yun, commandant of tomb raiders, descends upon the world. Armed with the Tome of Life and Death, he has some burning questions to answer. …… “This isn’t how you raid a tomb!” Lu Yun smirked at the cultivators frantically scurrying about the ancient tomb. “Do you want me to teach you?” …… But ah, can someone teach him how to cure his new body’s erectile dysfunction? Translator’s note: NECRO is a post-apocalyptic cultivation series with the world, civilization, and cultivation in tatters. Many hands pull many different strings from the shadows, and plots within plots seek to send heads spinning.

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