Chapter 1760

Chapter 1760: Scapegoat

Bolstered by the four hells, Lu Yun was able to deploy the full strength of the Dragonquake Scripture at even higher levels than those commanded by the legendary personage from the original Hongmeng. All of the dragons in the Abyssal Hell were summoned and concentrated on him. His every move and gesture represented the strength of the hell, immediately popping the tiny forcefield withstanding him. With it gone, Chu Xingran’s grand curse instantly took the crowd’s lives and killed their primary bodies.

Apart from a very select few possessing Lifeline Talismans, most of the experts turned to dust and died without hope of being brought back!

Lu Yun ignored them, instead concentrating on operating formula dao to analyze the Dragonquake Scripture. Since this method also existed in the outside world and Xie Tianxun was very fearful of it, it must be stronger than Lu Yun imagined. It was certainly no coincidence that it’d appeared in the Land of Reincarnation.

“I see…” Lu Yun’s expression shifted and he dismissed everything around them.

The premises returned to calm—the two tombs had destroyed each other at the same time and all of the layouts and arrangements faded away. The original Abyssal Hell loomed into view again. Apart from Lu Yun and the hell battleship behind him, there was left nothing alive or from the outside realm.

Thump!

Lu Yun sagged to the ground, all of his muscles, meridians, and bones shattering on the spot. He flopped over like he was a bag of rags. Chu Xingran, Jian Bu’er, and the busily digesting Demonic Vine rushed to his side.

“It’s okay, don’t touch me! I’m using immortal force to repair my body, that’ll make my internal force and body stronger than before!” he quickly transmitted to them.

The man in white had greatly enhanced his immortal force and physical body before, and Lu Yun had set foot into six levels of sequence since then. However, his body was insufficient to contain the strength of all four hells. He’d hung on by the skin of his teeth earlier—it was the absolute limit of what he could do.

If the situation had dragged on the slightest bit longer, he would’ve exploded before the outsiders died.

“Alright then.” Chu Xingran put away a healing talisman that he’d prepared in advance. Lu Yun couldn’t swallow pills in his current state; only talismans could be used to heal his body.

“Hello there, Mister Scapegoat,” was the first thing out of Lu Yun’s mouth after a long while.

Chu Xingran rolled his eyes at the grinning young man and ignored him.

“Scapegoat?” Jian Bu’er blinked and carefully gathered the nodding Demonic Vine into his arms.

“Pretty much, his group of people foresaw Chu Xingran’s current straits, so they decided to let him take the fall,” Lu Yun nodded. After all that’d happened and everything he’d learned, Chu Xingran wasn’t an irredeemable bastard in his eyes.

The man in question curled his lip and didn’t respond to that.

“Anything else? What else did you deduce?” Chu Xingran was also curious why the inhabitants of the original Hongmeng had destroyed their home.

“The Dragonquake Scripture is used to mend heaven and earth. The original Hongmeng restricted their growth, so it had to be shattered for them to be repaired.” Lu Yun frowned and scrambled up from the ground with a wry smile. “But the great one didn’t fully master the Dragonquake Scripture. Not only did he break the Hongmeng, he also broke the worlds.”

The mausoleum over the Central Hongmeng and the flowers of six colors collected the boundless souls of beings in the Hongmeng. According to the previous plan, the flowers of six colors would blossom throughout the worlds after the great one repaired them and resurrect the dead.

But the worlds had broken as well, so everything needed to start anew.

Thus, Hongjun, Fuxi, and the others had recreated the same happenings in the great wilderness. Fuxi brought the Dragonquake Scripture into the great wilderness to determine what had gone wrong. To this day, they still didn’t understand where the mistake had been.

Lu Yun’s comment of the great one not practicing the Dragonquake Scripture enough was just offhand nonsense. The real problem likely lay with the scripture.

Fuxi and the others had wanted to use the Dragonquake Scripture to reassemble the original Hongmeng so they could support the fourth realm’s collapsing orders and also determine what had gone wrong. Lu Yun had been too weak in the past, so they had to slowly reveal things in succession to him until he could understand them himself.

And now, he finally saw the truth of the matter of all those years ago.

……

“You’re not thinking of imitating that one, are you, and using the scripture to repair heaven and earth?” Chu Xingran turned grave after hearing Lu Yun’s explanation. “The Land of Reincarnation already has a world of sequence that can support its orders…”

“The orders need reinforcement because the worlds are flawed, but what is used for support will one day decay. When that day comes, the orders of the land will still collapse,” Lu Yun frowned. “The most fundamental way to resolve the issue is not to support it with something else, but to stabilize the orders so that they don’t need to be supported!

“The worlds are the final evolution of order. Only when order evolves into a world does it fully stabilize. Order recedes because the worlds are flawed and requires something to suppress and corral it.” Lu Yun looked past the Abyssal Hell and into the boundless darkness.

If the worlds of the fourth realm were whole and complete, then the land of darkness wouldn’t be able to invade it at all. He’d also failed to determine what had gone wrong. According to his calculations, Fuxi and Hongjun’s setup in the original Hongmeng was perfect. The Curse King was the catalyst to set it all into motion and the worlds would be repaired after the Hongmeng was destroyed.

But they’d failed and the tree god seemed to have intuited they would fail. It’d collected everything’s resentment onto itself and turned itself into withered wood, igniting hellfire to help Lu Yun.

Subconsciously, Lu Yun felt that the problem actually lay with the Dragonquake Scripture. It seemed to be a method of misfortune with unknown origins. No one knew who’d brought it to the fourth realm either. Fuxi had almost died in order to facilitate Lu Yun’s cultivation of it.

“Forget that for now, this is too much for all of us at the moment,” Chu Xingran said upon seeing Lu Yun’s frown deepen. “Let’s take care of the problem at hand first. Thousands of powerhouses in the outside realm have just died and your name is known throughout the outside worlds. Everyone occupying the secondary worlds here and present in the yang tomb should fear you now.

“Is there anything you want to do?” he cackled.

Lu Yun put those thoughts out of his mind with a firm shake of his head. Chu Xingran was right, now was not the time to dwell on theory. He still needed to build up his strength even if he ultimately decided to mend heaven and earth. He’d borrowed strength from the four hells to deploy the Dragonquake Scripture’s greatest power, but the great one had done so with his strength alone.

“What we need to do now is to destroy the other three tombs!” He set his jaw. “Since they fear me, I’ll give them a good reason to fear me!”

“We’re going to the other tombs??” Chu Xingran jumped with shock. He’d thought Lu Yun would enter the darkness to continue building the foundations of his dao. But he wanted to do this instead?

“I’ve subdued the Abyssal Hell,” Lu Yun said. “And the Demonic Vine has devoured the demon fetus. She’ll be at eighteen levels when she wakes up. It’s an easy task for us to destroy the other three tombs.”

He could retract the underlying hell when they destroyed the tombs and shift it elsewhere, thoroughly destroying the basis for germinating a world of sequence.

etvolare’s Thoughts

Lol at the great one not practicing the Dragonquake Scripture enough.