The Immortal Necropolis
Chapter #7#

Chapter 7

The cave behind the wall evaporated into the distance, giving no clue as to where it was headed. The occasional wind howled out, a sign that it was related to the outside world.

“Any, there was an unspeakable disgusting smell when we were outside. Why is no one inside now? ” The night pearls in Wanfeng's hands emit a gentle light, illuminating their path.

“It was the smell of the tomb. Now that the tomb has been opened and the air released, there will be no smell. ”

“I understand,” muttered Wanfeng half understood.

“Evil, totally evil! They built a false passageway so no matter which way we walk, we will always end up in a trap on the south side of the mountain, ”Lu Yun spoke in a sotto voice.

Fortunately, he calculated the design of the tomb through the form of bricks they had just destroyed. He might actually fall into a trap, if not!

“But there is wind in this tunnel, so one of the tunnels branching from the cave will eventually lead to the exit,” Wanfeng said hesitantly when he heard his mutter.

“That's why tomb builders are so creepy. The wind we felt was not a real wind, but a product of the calculated layout. It was a death trap, no matter which way we walked. “Lu Yun approached the stone wall at the end of their chosen branch and rang it with a knock and a slap.

Although he did not have a complete handle on the feng shui layout they had entered, it was, he can roughly infer the blueprint of the entire tomb from his building material — this is what is meant by the expression visualizing the entire leopard by focusing on one of its places.

“Wanfeng, open this stone wall. The real tomb is behind him! ” Excitement shines in Lu Yun's eyes. “This layout may be smart, but not very sophisticated. ”

As he rummaged through his mind, Wanfeng chiseled a large hole in the stone with a long sword.

“My lord, this wall is very hard. I wouldn't have been able to crack it if it wasn't for this spirit weapon, ”he snorted, a glint of sweat glittering on his forehead.

Spirit weapons? Lu Yun blinked. He did not know what a spirit weapon was, but did not ask. Too much asking means opening up. He knew everything after coming back and flipping through some books. “The actual tomb must be inside. Can you light a fire? ”

“Fire?” Wanfeng flicked his finger, summoning the dancing flame at his fingertips.

“What, this thing?” The sight shocked Lu Yun to new depths.

“Sir, this is just an ordinary mystical art of the five elements. Even ordinary cultivators can do it. “The helper sighed, considering his master could not cultivate.

Lu Yun nodded and took out a yellow piece of paper. Charging it with a small flame, he threw it into the hole Wanfeng chiseled through the wall.

He directed his eyes intently at the ball of light.

“It burns regularly. No problem then, we can go in. “Lu Yun sighed in relief. If the fireball was extinguished before it ran out, he would leave without another word.

“Master, you know a lot. Why hadn't Wanfeng discovered this before? ” he asked curiously while looking at Lu Yun.

“How do I become a governor if I don't know this much? Or, do you know something I should know? ” His heart skipped a beat, but he maintained a cold sense of confidence in his face.

“It's true . “Wanfeng nodded and deflated slightly. “Milord has been keeping this waiter from afar ever since, and this waiter was ignored half the time. ”

Lu Yun blinked. “That time?”

The girl turned crimson and agitated, refusing to respond.

I bet this kid wants to eat Wanfeng, but doesn't have what it takes to finish the deed and instead pushes him away. But seeing how she acted, she probably wouldn't refuse if I wanted to take her now.

Pushing these thoughts out of his mind, Lu Yun stepped into the tomb.

“Master!” shrieked the servants as the two of them walked to the tomb.

“What is it?” Lu Yun turned around and saw the pitch blackness. He could not even see his outstretched fingers. The faint mist of pale green ball floated in the air — Wanfeng night pearls.

“My consciousness is gone. ”Thick discomfort coloring the voice of the girl.  

Thanks to the night Cultivation 101 by Wanfeng, Lu Yun knew what it was. Consciousness was equivalent to the eyes of a cultivator. When it vanished, it meant a half-blind cultivator.

“Do not worry,” He reached out and grabbed his soft hand, “ada feng shui layout here — I mean formation. This formation limits your awareness. Look, even the light from the pearl is pressed. ”

Wanfeng nodded in the darkness and his long sword howled softly, every inch of it in a state of full alert.

For most living beings, darkness is the most frightening to them. But after digging the grave for so many years, Lu Yun was completely at home in such darkness.

One could say that this was his home territory.

“Mm,” the girl approves.

Keeping his body close to one of the walls, Lu Yun checked in front of him. “This should be the burial chamber. “The plan is wrinkled. “Hmm?”

His search hand suddenly touched something protruding from the wall. He lightly pressed her.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

A sinister flame appeared, lighting up the small room. Eight oil lamps were joined to the wall. Whatever he touched earlier had lit it all up, but the flames that appeared through the glass were green.

“Fire green?” Lu Yun shuddered.

The green lighting painted a chilling shadow on everything in the room, including the large stone coffin in the center of the room. The combination of green flames and the coffin was extremely frightening.

“This is truly an eternal tomb!” exclaimed Wanfeng who was trembling after noticing the stone coffin.

“Do not touch the coffin!” Lu Yun gulped, staring fixedly at the coffin. “What a scheme of truth and falsehood! Smoke and mirrors keep the trading venue with authenticity in the Crouching Black Tortoise layout on Mount Carmine Dusk. The illusion covered up the reality in the hallway outside, and now the fantasy covered the legitimacy in the burial chamber! ******** what built this tomb ?! ”

Although this was not Earth, and Lu Yun was in a new body and a new identity, the terrifying treasure of the raid experience had traveled with him as a whole. He could use his observations to get to the heart of every tomb he was in.

“This is the gathering place of yin. Who knows what terrible things have been fostered here? We have to go, now! ” He suddenly regained consciousness and pulled Wanfeng to his side, then headed towards one of the stone doors.

Apart from the huge hole that Wanfeng had just dug, there were four exits to this burial chamber. But only one of them is real. Three others caused death.

Thundering.

At this moment, the lid of the coffin slowly shifted open, filling the room with a foul stench. Two blackened arms reached the inside.

“A-what is it?” Wanfeng's voice trembled in fear, he had never seen anything unnatural in his life!

“Large rice dumplings!” Lu Yun exclaimed. “Also known as zombies! Exiled by heaven and earth and excommunicated by the living, they roam beyond the three realms and the six paths of life. It is not something that is alive or dead. Run!”

The large rice cake was already in a sitting position; its black shape made it impossible to discern its original shape.

Hum hum hum.

Suddenly, what sounded like a buzzing rose from the coffin. The voice was quickly followed by a blood red carpet of flies that came out and headed straight for the two humans.

“My master, go now!” Wanfeng frantically looked at the scene and threw Lu Yun a hand, pushing him towards the stone door. Turquoise light burst out from his long sword, crisscrossing through the air to form a huge net of sword light.

Pfft pfft pfft!

Each fly that came into contact with the net was scattered as pieces that were cut into pieces on the ground.

“Do not approach, sir. These flies were monster spirits, and they were equivalent to qi application cultivators! ” Two faint rays of light shot out from Wanfeng's eyes as a huge green tornado formed on his side.  

He did not dare to kill anyone, but there was no pressure in handling flies like this.

Whoosh whoosh!

The tornado grew larger, and at a height of three meters reached the top of the room. It wandered towards the endless mass of flies. Although numerous, the flies proved to be no match for Wanfeng's combat arts and were annihilated until the latter.

He finally showed the true strength of a core realm cultivator.

Thump!

What sounded like a huge drum rumbled before he could catch his breath. It made his mind fall apart and he almost spewed out a mouthful of blood. Once he was injured, his art was instantly destroyed.

The black zombie had climbed out of the coffin at some point in time and stood in front of its resting place, silently staring at Wanfeng. The drumbeat that had hurt him had now come from both of his feet hitting the ground.

More blood-red flies spilled from the coffin.

“My master, go!” Wanfeng urged anxiously as he turned to see that Lu Yun had returned to his side.

“It was a corpse fly. Only a thousand year old zombie body would breed these things. ” Lu Yun sighed softly. I have only read about them in the ancient records of this sect. I can't believe I actually saw them with my own two eyes after arriving in the immortal world! This was a corpse fly that even frightened the ancestors!

“That big rice cake is already a thousand years old. The eternal world is a fun place! ” Her body is shaking with excitement. Something he had only ever seen described in the books was actually here! As a veteran grave robber, there is nothing more thrilling than exploring the unknown!