Necropolis Immortal
chapter-1913

Lu Yun felt a headache set in. He could tell there was something off about the big-headed doll too, but he couldn’t articulate precisely what.

"He pierced through spacetime in order to destroy the spirit of the Dark World. Once the spirit is destroyed, the world heart will meld with the Dark World and turn this place into a land of darkness!

"I can be your sparring partner and help you perfect your boxing method, but you cannot permit that evil spirit to live!” Anxiety seeped through the figure’s urgent tones.

Lu Yun surreptitiously cast a sidelong glance at the big-headed doll. He didn’t know that Lu Yun was conversing with the figure, so still looked at it with terror.

Lu Yun quirked a brow and transmitted back, “Alright, but you need to help me first!”

"Very well!” The figure shook and flung itself at Lu Yun.

By now, Lu Yun’s eyes were almost dark stars as well and every gesture and move of his wild dance through the void traced out a particular meaning.

The meaning of hell.

Although the figure devoted its efforts to sparring with Lu Yun, it also constantly sought to break through the young man’s blockade so it could kill the big-headed doll. As time went on, Lu Yun’s Darkstar moved neared great perfection. Thanks to the figure’s attacks, some flaws that he hadn’t discovered himself were slowly eliminated.

Hummm.

An intangible dark star appeared behind Lu Yun.

Boxing intent!

Swords possessed sword intent and boxing methods possessed boxing intent. When he still trained with the sword, Lu Yun had coalesced a sea of sword intent and further extrapolated it into sword dao.

But he wasn’t practicing boxing dao now. His punches were just the medium for hell dao combat arts. The boxing method that he was inventing could be deployed through swords, blades, spears, and others. Hence, this boxing intent could also become sword intent, blade intent, spear intent… such was the will of hell.

When his boxing intent appeared, Lu Yun knew that the budding shape of his hell dao combat arts had finally taken form.

Darkstar!

Or rather… Dark world.

BOOM!

Lu Yun clenched his fists and punched straight at the figure.

Bam!

This time, instead of flying backward, a small hole appeared in the figure with a crisp snap. Grayish blood flowed out of a corner of its nonexistent mouth.

"Your combat art has reached initial perfection, so you can keep your promise now.” A pair of gray eyes opened on the faint form, like a pair of eyes in the chaos. It stared fixedly at Lu Yun.

The young man smirked.

Whoosh!

A gout of black flame erupted from his fist and set the figure ablaze.

"You… have broken your promise,” the figure declared coldly and remained staring at Lu Yun.

"I never made you a promise,” Lu Yun shook his head. “There is no karmic relationship between me and you, so you can die with peace of mind.”

The figure turned to dust and Lu Yun turned to the big-headed doll. “Let’s go.”

"Eh? Oh, okay!” The doll quickly caught up to Lu Yun and whispered, “It’s not really dead. When it shows up next, it’ll be even stronger!”

"Mmhmm,” Lu Yun nodded. “What is the spirit of the Dark World?”

"The spirit of the Dark World?” The doll started and responded candidly, “It’s the thing that enables a Dark World to have a spirit and heart. Legend has it that it’s something from the one by your side.

"Dark Worlds are worlds born of the land of darkness, so laws and rules should be a mess here. Order shouldn’t exist. But in this Dark World, everything is like a real world apart from the lack of light. It’s because the spirit of the world exists. The spirit restrains the world heart, forcing order upon it.

"Did that monster say something to you?” The big-headed doll jerked with realization.

"Don’t worry, I created you, so why would I believe a monster?” Lu Yun snorted with laughter.

Complete bullshit!

That thing earlier was certainly a ghostly spirit, but the words of ghosts no longer held sway over Lu Yun. Rather, he’d been able to turn the tables with his mock acquiescence and his new combat art. He pulled the wool over the ghost’s eyes to ensure that it would willingly help Lu Yun hone his boxing method.

At the same time, the young man knew that the ghostly spirit hadn’t been the unknown person’s primary body. It was a bizarre replica and destroying it didn’t matter whatsoever. In fact, Lu Yun could foresee that the ghostly spirit would appear again in the not too distant future. This certainly wasn’t the end of things.

"We need to go!” Lu Yun’s expression shifted and he sprinted for Nightmare’s location.

She was gone and traces of fighting could be found in the surroundings. Plainly, someone had come by and crossed paths with her. Grand Supreme Luo Qian had forcefully raised her strength through a secret art, ensuring that she could utilize the strength of a grand supreme in the Dark World. How was something able to hold their own against her??

"It’s not something from the Dark World, but something from outside!” Lu Yun’s thoughts flew rapidly as he temporarily set aside the matter of the big-headed doll and ghostly spirit. He quickly chased after Nightmare.

He could contact her through the Tome of Life and Death, but she was preoccupied in the heat of battle and couldn’t spare the effort to respond. The big-headed doll snapped to attention as well, swallowing what he’d been about to say. He was afraid of the ghostly spirit from earlier, not any other cultivator.

Two figures in black darted around each other not too far from them. They surrounded Nightmare, keeping her fully repressed despite her current strength as a grand supreme.

She faced two grand supremes, two enormously strong grand supremes!

Wisps of black smoke surrounded her—the ghostly force that she cultivated.

"Be careful!” she shrieked when Lu Yun appeared. “He’s You Haoyue, the crown prince of the Dark Hell! Sikong Myriad Treasure of Starcatch Tower used their secret method to raise him to a grand supreme!”

"Heh, and I wondered who is here. So it’s Lu Yun.” You Haoyue and the other figure paused.

In the absolute darkness, You Haoyue appeared as if a pristine moon. He exuded a faint radiance that perfectly combined with their surroundings. He was a tall, limber, and handsome man without any hint of ghostly force or presence.

Beside him was a stunning young woman in clean black robes. She stood quietly in the void, another grand supreme.