Necropolis Immortal
chapter-1262

The Windcall King smirked when he heard Lu Yun’s words.

“You should have her come to me instead.” Arrogance colored his expression.

“Big brother Jin, do you trust me?” asked Lu Yun as he looked at Jin Gushen in the king’s hands.

Though his body was restrained, Jin Gushen had swiftly seized up the situation. While he couldn’t talk or even grunt at the moment, he could throw a resolute glance in his brother’s direction.

Lu Yun smiled and lifted his hand gently.

Hummmm.

A dazzling explosion of purple light flared from Jin Gushen’s body. Windcall felt his right hand sink and he nearly stumbled to the ground.

Boom!

Heaven and earth shook as a purple mountain appeared out of nowhere, slamming into the ground. Thunder, wind, and lightning fired in all directions at the same time. The formidable barrage shattered the spatial formation that the Spacetime King had imposed on the surroundings.

“What?!” Hidden in the shadows, Spacetime gasped with shock. “What is that!?”

“This isn’t a king-level treasure, what is it?!” Windcall paled before a fearsome combination of wind and lightning drilled into him. Though it wasn’t fatal, it still left him in sorry straits.

The audience reeled from the sudden turnaround before daunting wind and lightning burnt the front rows to a crisp. Bereft of protection after the spatial formation broke, good-for-nothings and sheltered dandies wailed and howled for cover from the sparring ring.

The purple mountain was so heavy not only due to the thunder and lightning formations that Lu Yun had etched in it, but also because of the great dragon’s power from Redbud Mountain that brewed within it.

Lilac beams of light flickered from the mountain. Imbued with the weight of the purple crystals and the power of the great dragon, they swept to the four corners of the ring.

All of the nearby formations had been crushed under the mountain’s weight and its energy rippled outward without pause, reaching for the rest of the Colosseum.

Spatial formation upon formation groaned beneath the strain and collapsed. Defensive formations lit up, then shattered. Offensive formations activated and were snuffed out of existence before they could fire a single shot.

Ten percent of the Colosseum’s formations were instantly crushed to bits after the purple crystal mountain exerted its strength. It was proving to be the bane of most formations in the Hongmeng.

“You bastard!” The Spacetime King sprinted out of the shadows and tried to grab the still-expanding crystal mountain.

It was so heavy that he wasn’t able to lift it! As he gaped at the weight, the crystal mountain doubled in size once again!

Lu Yun was thoroughly enraged. He’d already been seething at the Colosseum daring to capture and enslave Jin Gushen as a fighter, and now this Windcall King dared have designs on the little fox!

When the little fox revealed her identity as a supplemental king, the Colosseum had doubled down and sealed off the premises, ready to wipe them all out!

In that case, there was no need for him to put on a polite or amiable front. So what of the vaunted Colosseum? So what of the grand Multitude City?!

Since you show no mercy to us, don’t blame me for doing the same!

The purple crystal mountain continued expanding violently and ruining the great formations within the Colosseum.

“I say breaaaaaak!!” Spacetime roared madly. Since he couldn’t lift the mountain, he changed tack to attacking the swelling structure and trying to destroy it.

Whoosh!

A supernatural ray of sword light flashed through the air and cut down on him.

“Who goes there?!” All of the Spacetime King’s attention was concentrated on the crystal mountain threatening to fill the Colosseum beyond capacity. The sudden appearance of this unnatural light arrived as a bolt out of the blue.

It was too peculiar, too uncanny, and too sharp!

An equally odd light materialized around his body, twisting space around him. The descending sword light, however, ignored the power of space and sliced right through it!

Terrified out of his wits, the Spacetime King forcefully twisted around in an attempt to dodge it.

“AHHHH!!” His anguished shriek rang out as one of his arms flew away and disintegrated. As he howled with agony, he discovered to great horror that his severed left arm wasn’t growing back!

For someone at his cultivation level, his body was the epitome of perfection. Any severed limbs would instantly regrow, but the arm that he’d just lost seemed to have forever departed, like it’d never been part of him!

Regret like no other welled up in the Spacetime King. Why had he gotten involved in this just for the sake of a verbal promise from the Windcall King? Judging from the situation, he’d provoked an incredibly dangerous person!

He’d identified without question that the one wielding the abnormal sword light was just a first step king. He could smack these kinds of kings to death ten at a time! However, the terrifying sword in the king’s hand could spell his doom.

Someone like the Ancient Beast King couldn’t hope to match the Spacetime King’s level of knowledge. He knew that this grade of treasure possessed its own spirituality. Anyone who didn’t meet with its approval wouldn’t be able to wield it, and the first step king wasn’t the owner of the mystifying sword.

The Spacetime King wanted to withdraw. The crazy purple crystal mountain in front of him had fully constrained the Colosseum’s spatial formations and didn’t leave him any room to maneuver.

When he looked around for the Windcall King, he realized that his peer had long since fled the scene.

“You little fucker!” Spacetime flew into a rage. The source of all this trouble had run off and left him with the mess!

“Who dares disturb the Colosseum?!” snarled a furious roar. A large hand descended from the sky and smashed down on the Meteorite King.

Quailing from the newcomer’s force, Meteorite didn’t change his stance. The purple crystal mountain next to him rose from the ground and hurtled toward the hand.

Boom!

Purple light sprayed in all directions while wind and thunder roared.

The hand made of qi blew apart on the wind and the mountain continued unabated, shooting straight into the Colosseum’s roof and blasting it into the sky. The entire building almost lay in ruins!

Freedom was instantly restored to all of the fighter slaves and beasts; they frantically sped in all directions to retain their liberty.

“Blasted scum!” The sixth step king behind the hand showed himself. He was a middle-aged man wearing long black robes with a black beard and hair. Eyes sharp as an eagle’s, he glared at Lu Yun with killing intent.

Being a sixth step king, he could naturally tell that the devastating crystal mountain belonged to the common realm young man in front of him!

Lu Yun lifted his head and considered the sixth step king without fear.

“You mewling thing, I will see you dead without a resting place for the affront of destroying the Colosseum! Even Hong putting in a personal appearance won’t save you today!” Towering rage brimmed in the king’s voice; he was so angered that his body trembled from the force of his emotions.

He was the Beast King! One of the sixth step kings of the Colosseum and a heavyweight of Multitude City!

“Is that so?” Lu Yun looked at the king without any hint of anxiety. Six puppets appeared beside him and formed the Thousand Obliteration Formation of the Six Royals, encircling him, the little fox, and Dusksnow Morningstar.

Hua Fengwen wordlessly regarded the Beast King and didn’t say anything. The king brought a backhand down on Lu Yun without another comment.

BOOM!!

Searing purple light once more came from the crystal mountain, razing the Colosseum into level ground. The mountain landed in the rubble, replacing the old structure’s foundation and loomed in the northern region of Multitude City.

It bore the brunt of the Beast King’s palm and flared with purple light, destroying the last vestiges of the Colosseum.

Colosseum cultivators took to the air and regarded Lu Yun with bloodthirsty looks. The cause of it all—the Windcall King—was also among them.

Anyone unrelated to the Colosseum—audience members and cultivators here to spar—had spread out and were observing from a distance. The ruined building could be reconstructed, but Lu Yun had delivered an absolutely ringing face slap.

The Colosseum was one of the top ten factions of the city and the head of the four dens of crystal consumption. It’d dominated the scene for countless years; no one had ever dared cause trouble on its premises.

But today, it’d been razed to the ground!

This was the loudest face slap that one could aim at all the Colosseum kings.

“This is the strength of the big dragon of Redbud Mountain. Are you one of the Redbud King’s?” The Beast King laughed from sheer fury and turned around to punch the crystal mountain.

In his eyes, this was the young man’s sole source of strength. Destroying it would allow him to crush this common realm cultivator like he would a reptile.

Bam!

Bam!

Bam!

His fists pounded the purple crystal mountain like iron mallets, eliciting dreadful tremors from the void within a hundred million miles with each blow.

“Grow!” Lu Yun roared.

His mountain’s purple light had reached through space to envelope his Thousand Obliteration Formation of the Six Royals as a second layer of defense. However, the Beast King’s punches were so forceful that the mountain was beginning to waver and generate recoil.

“All together!” the Spacetime King suddenly shouted. “My formations are ineffective as long as this crystal mountain stands!”

He was more than just a powerful fifth step king, but also a supplemental king of formations! This was why he didn’t think much of the little fox.

“Kill!!” The cultivators around the wreckage surged in a frenzy when they heard the king’s call.

There were eighteen kings and hundreds of thousands of superior realm cultivators here. Their strongest was just third step king, but this was an incredible force in Multitude City—and it wasn’t the Colosseum’s full complement!

The combined offensive from eighteen kings, hundreds of thousands of superior, the Beast and Spacetime King was overwhelmingly dreadful.

Minute cracks began to appear in the purple crystal mountain.

etvolare's Thoughts

Wow, I'm with Spacetime. Windcall's a little biatch alright.