Necropolis Immortal

o bear any hostility toward the young man.

“You ambushed me with a bridge last time, I haven’t forgotten or taken my revenge for that yet!” The big-headed doll wore a red bib and was pale and plump, like he was carved out of jade.
Surprisingly, there was no trace of an akasha ghost or hints of a violent air when he was present in this environment.
He was completely different from the last time they’d met.

“What are you?” Lu Yun frowned at him.
“And what do the akasha ghosts have to do with you?”

“Heh heh heh, I should ask you what I am, and you know better than me what akasha ghosts are!” The doll grinned toothily at him.

“…you’re not my son, are you?” Lu Yun suddenly thought of a crazy possibility.
The Mount Cloudcover that the doll had first appeared in was also where his future self was.
Can this doll be a result of his future indiscretions?

“Ya ahhh ahh!! You piss me off!” The doll jumped a meter in the air and stabbed the brush at Lu Yun.

He could clearly tell that this brush was similar to the one that Qing Han wielded.
A faint ribbon of thread also interwove through its ink, as if the blood of some being.

Qing Han had once drawn an akasha ghost’s face on her face with the brush, turning herself into one of them.
It proved to be capable of marvelous uses in the doll’s hands.
He didn’t draw ghosts from it, but drew real life forms and other entities.
It seemed to follow a certain rule that Lu Yun couldn’t make out yet.

Unbidden, he materialized another brush with a flip of his hand.

The big-headed doll shot backward when he saw the brush, his delicate features contorting with emotion.

“And you say you don’t know what I am!” he snarled.

“Uhh, what are you?” Lu Yun blinked.

“Who is he?” whispered the Fish King as she swallowed apprehensively.

The gesture was echoed by Feng Qi, who was still staring at the coffin behind the doll.
He really wanted to take a bite out of it.

“I don’t know.” Lu Yun shook his head.
“He’s really strong, whoever he is, probably stronger than the rulers of the ten divine nations.
He’s probably stronger than the Fire Virtue Potentate.”

The Fish King’s eyes shot wide open.

The doll stuck out his chest when he heard the compliments.
“Those eleven rulers are meh, but the potentate sealed here is mm mm mm! He’s one of the strongest experts of the fourth realm.
He’ll turn this Hongmeng into a hell of fire virtue if you let him out, and the patch of the fourth realm closest to us will also be visited with a ton of trouble.”

“So he really does have the strength to threaten the fourth realm?” Lu Yun paused.
“If he’s that strong, how did the four ancestral gods of the Hongmeng seal him away?”

“He wouldn’t think anything about those ancestral gods and six supremes in his prime, naturally, but the Fire Virtue Potentate—er, that’s not his name either—was gravely injured then.
He was only as strong as a potentate.” The big-headed doll thought for a bit.
“It took the four ancestral gods of the Hongmeng, six supremes of the chaos, and ten powerhouses infinitely close to the fourth realm to barely manage to take him down and bury him here.

“He’s dead now and completely turned into a ghost.
No one in the realm will be able to keep him in check if you let him out.
Those eleven rulers are more than just a little bit weaker than the four ancestral gods and six supremes.”

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