Necropolis Immortal Chapter 1641

Chapter 1641: The Lord of Immortal Dao

“Understood!” Qi Fengyun rose to his feet with no hint of rebellion or dissatisfaction in his eyes. There was only passion.

Formula dao!

How could such a marvelous great dao exist? Though he lacked void realm methods, he only needed to utilize formula dao to determine what his path, his dao should be and break through to the next realm.

There was nothing similar to it in Myriadsea World, nor was it present in the legendary world that was vaster than his home. This path belonged to his master, the one who dared call himself the Immortal Lord.

“This disciple will go to Ruina Immortal Nation right now!” Qi Fengyun tensed to take flight.

“Ah,” Lu Yun held him back. “You can calculate certain karmic relationships now that you know formula dao. Since you can derive who your enemy is, you should take revenge as soon as possible.

“Internal demons form when hate pools for too long in the heart. Your mind will not be clear even after vengeance is obtained in the future.”

“Understood!” Qi Fengyun took in a deep breath before he nodded solemnly.

“You have three months,” Lu Yun thought for a moment. “You can theorize your combat arts and dao methods during these months, then enact revenge. Once that is complete, you will go to Ruina Immortal Nation to summon their ruler.

“You can use Dongfang Ao’s cultivators and immortals as you will.” He waved a hand.

“Understood!” Emotion ran high in Qi Fengyun’s heart.

Lu Yun watched his newest disciple’s departing figure with a trace of a smile. Qi Fengyun was an absolute genius, though far removed from the truly heaven-defying ones when it came to cultivation. He shone in the arena of formula dao—he’d been able to determine his own path just one hundred breaths after Lu Yun taught it to him. He’d set foot into the void realm without needing further instruction.

Having just met Qi Fengyun, Lu Yun didn’t share deep bonds with his newest disciple. The basis of his decision had been Qi Fengyun’s potential. After his departure, Lu Yun studied the sequence medallion and sank into deep thought.

What kind of place was this Myriadsea World?

Ruina?

There were legends of the original Hongmeng in the Central Hongmeng. Ruina was a hell in the great sea, and those that died in the sea ultimately found their way to Ruina. It’d only ever remained a myth, a story. Lu Yun had never seen this fabled land with his own eyes. Yet here, there was a kingdom that went by the name.

Myriadsea World?

Lu Yun was still heavily injured and his consciousness stretched out for fifteen million kilometers at most. He saw no seas over this span of land, nor where Ruina Immortal Nation was. Most importantly, sequence existed in this world.

A headache throbbed at his temples—how had the orders of this world’s immortal dao formed into sequence??

Only part of humanity cultivated immortal dao in Myriadsea World. Lu Yun saw cultivators of monster spirit dao, martial dao, shaman dao, poison dao, and other great daos in his cursory scan. Many of these, such as monster spirit and poison dao, were stronger than immortal dao. They would naturally possess sequence as well.

“These great daos already possess their corresponding sequence experts in the fourth realm—only immortal dao is left out in the cold. There was immortal dao in the original Hongmeng… So am I there or not?” Lu Yun energetically operated formula dao once more but came to the same conclusion again and again—he was still in the same time frame as the fourth realm.

He had not traveled through time.

“Hmm? There we go.” Lu Yun opened his eyes to face a young man in a blue shirt.

The visitor looked seventeen years old and seemed rather otherworldly with a genteel air. He seemed to be peak void realm, but Lu Yun couldn’t see through him. That meant he’d also reached the fourth realm.

The young man was the strongest powerhouse in Myriadsea World—Dongfang Mo.

“Dongfang Mo of Ruina greets the fellow daoist.” Dongfang Mo inclined his head at Lu Yun.

“Lu Yun greets the fellow daoist.” Lu Yun stood up to offer a cupped fist salute.

“My disappointment of a disciple says that you are an immortal who’s evaded the ascent protocol and refuses to ascend to the world of immortals. I think not, am I right?” Dongfang Mo approached Lu Yun with a smile.

Dongfang Ao wasn’t his son, just his disciple who’d been bestowed the Dongfang surname.

“I am not an immortal of this world,” Lu Yun responded truthfully. “The seed that Situ Lang returned with from Ruina is because of me.”

“It’s just a seed, that’s of no matter.” Dongfang Mo waved it off.

“Fellow daoist, what kind of place is this Myriadsea World? I feel that… there’s a presence on you that I’m familiar with,” Lu Yun raised after they fell silent.

“Fellow daoist dared barge in without knowing what this world is?” Dongfang Mo asked with surprise.

“Indeed,” Lu Yun nodded. “I was caught on the sidelines of a battle between two Nihil World Sovereigns.”

“Nihil World Sovereigns?” Dongfang Mo frowned slightly. “Nihil World Sovereigns… of the fourth realm?”

Based on the other’s tone, Lu Yun suddenly felt that the truth was much more complicated than what he’d imagined.

“What year is it?” Dongfang Mo suddenly asked.

“There has been no calendar in the fourth realm for a very long time, so the year is unknown.” Lu Yun shook his head.

“Where is His Majesty the emperor?!” Dongfang Mo’s expression snapped with shock.

“Some say he has perished, others say he’s gone to the unknown expanses.” Lu Yun’s heart clenched painfully. Dongfang Mo was no ordinary character… he was very likely a holdout from the original Hongmeng era.

“Then who are you?” Dongfang Mo asked after a long silence. “The great dao that you taught your disciple seems to bear traces of Fuxi’s connate eight trigrams, but it has more depth to it.”

As I thought!

“Fuxi can be considered my master. Formula dao is a dao jointly created by me and my dao partner for purposes of calculation. It does indeed contain Fuxi’s eight trigrams methods.”

“I am Dongfang Mo,” the young man took a deep breath. “I answer to the Hongmeng emperor’s banner and wield the Dongfang immortal dao. On the emperor’s orders, I came to the world of sequence in the ninety-six hundredth ji of His Majesty’s reign to create a world of immortal dao sequence. [1]

“Pray tell, fellow daoist, how is the Hongmeng?” Dongfang Mo stared intently at Lu Yun.

“Shattered,” Lu Yun sighed. “It shattered countless eons ago.”

“Because of the land of darkness?” Dongfang Mo frowned deeply.

“Perhaps.” Lu Yun didn’t know what’d happened then. All he knew was that an attack from a so-called enemy had caused the original Hongmeng to shatter. The enemy… should be creatures from the darkness.

Hang on a second, Dongfang Mo?!

Lu Yun’s eyes widened. In the thirty-three loops, after he accompanied immortal dao in death, someone else emerged out of the blue to corral the fourth realm’s orders so that it could continue to exist.

That person… seemed to have been Dongfang Mo.

1. A ji in ancient China was twelve years. ☜

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