Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

A deafening roar echoed across heaven and earth.

The entire Immemorial Battlefield shook violently.

Lin Moyu watched as the surrounding space shattered piece by piece, exposing the pitch-black, boundless void beyond.

Violent spatial currents burst from the darkness, tearing through the broken spatial barrier and flooding into the Immemorial Battlefield.

Each current carried terrifying destructive power, rampaging across the land and sending every monster fleeing in panic.

A dreadful aura erupted from Antares.

An overwhelming pressure spread in every direction, completely immobilizing Lin Moyu.

Only now did Lin Moyu catch a glimpse of the true extent of Antares’s power.

The aura alone was enough to render him utterly helpless.

Had the pressure been even slightly stronger, it could have crushed him on the spot.

Lin Moyu had no doubt that Antares could annihilate True Gods with nothing but his aura.

Antares’s roar was filled with excitement and exhilaration.

Lin Moyu made no attempt to stop him. If Antares wanted to roar, then let him roar to his heart’s content.

He needed an outlet after enduring so much.

Within those brief moments, countless monsters across the Immemorial Battlefield were killed or injured.

Fortunately, the humans had long since shifted all combat operations to the Abyss World, leaving only the monsters behind.

Several minutes later, Antares finally calmed down.

The shattered space gradually repaired itself, restoring the spatial barrier and sealing off the violent currents to protect the weaker life forms within the Immemorial Battlefield.

Antares laughed, ”Sorry. I got a little too excited and couldn’t hold it in.”

”That’s understandable.” Lin Moyu replied, ”If it were me, I’d probably be even more agitated.”

He could more or less imagine what it felt like to recover something priceless that had been lost.

Although Antares had restrained his aura, it continued to grow stronger.

It had long surpassed the limits of the Immemorial Battlefield—even the limits of this entire world.

Fortunately, with Antares deliberately keeping it under control, the damage remained minimal.

Lin Moyu asked, ”What exactly do Dragon Beads represent to the Dragons?”

Antares chuckled, ”Now that’s one of our kind’s secrets. Are you sure you want to know?”

Lin Moyu shrugged, ”Tell me or don’t. It makes no difference to me.”

Antares shook his head with a laugh, ”Fine, fine. There’s no harm in telling you.”

”Dragon Beads serve several important purposes. One of them is to house our law arts.”

”House law arts?” Lin Moyu frowned, ”Aren’t law arts supposed to reside within law art stars and law art planets?”

Antares had previously told him that powerhouses in the greater world stored their law arts within law art stars and law art planets.

What did Dragon Beads have to do with that?

Antares explained, ”The Dragon Race possesses a secret technique that allows us to fuse law arts into Dragon Beads. Doing so greatly enhances their power.”

”That leads to the second function of the Dragon Beads—they also represent a Dragon’s overall strength.”

”Simply put, the more Dragon Beads a Dragon possesses, the stronger they are.”

With Antares’s explanation, Lin Moyu finally understood.

Like every other race, the Dragon Race used the standard cultivation realms—True God, God King, God Sovereign, and so on.

However, they also had a unique system for measuring strength.

That system was based on Dragon Beads.

Within the same cultivation realm, a Dragon with more Dragon Beads was stronger and held higher status.

Furthermore, if two Dragons possessed the same cultivation realm and the same number of Dragon Beads, the one who had fused more law arts into them would be considered stronger.

Once a law art was fused into a Dragon Bead, its power increased dramatically.

Naturally, the quality of the law art also mattered.

Fusing a planet-grade law art and a star-grade law art into the same Dragon Bead would produce vastly different results.

The ideal scenario was to fuse star-grade law art into every Dragon Bead.

Of course, that was nothing more than a pipe dream.

This cultivation method belonged exclusively to the Dragon Race, and outsiders had no means of learning it.

It was one of the reasons why Dragons were so overwhelmingly powerful.

Within the same cultivation realm, very few races could rival them.

Besides strengthening their owners, Dragon Beads also served another vital purpose—inheritance.

Dragon Beads carried the inheritance of Dragon ancestors, making them invaluable treasures for future generations.

Lin Moyu asked, ”What’s the maximum number of Dragon Beads a Dragon can possess?”

Antares shook his head, ”I don’t know. According to legend, a Dragon ancestor possessed thirty-six Dragon Balls, but no one knows whether that’s true.”

”Ordinary Elemental Dragons don’t possess Dragon Beads. Only after reaching the True God realm and beginning to evolve into Sacred Dragons can they condense their first Dragon Bead.”

”When they condense their ninth Dragon Bead, they can evolve into Divine Dragons, which is the stage I’ve reached.”

Lin Moyu quickly calculated silently.

Antares possessed sixteen Dragon Beads, placing him among the absolute elite of the Dragon Race, likely second only to the Dragon God.

Moreover, the Dragon God had personally bestowed two of his own Dragon Beads upon Antares.

Lin Moyu had no idea how thoroughly Antares had assimilated them or what benefits they had provided him.

Since it concerned Antares’s personal secrets, Lin Moyu chose not to pry further.

Instead, he pointed at his own forehead, ”The Star Tree left an imprint on me. Help me get rid of it.”

”Alright.”

Within Lin Moyu’s soul world, Antares’s soul force slowly flowed in, manifesting as a miniature Antares.

The moment he saw the phantom image of the Star Tree hovering outside the soul world, he let out a strange cry, ”You really made this guy furious!”

Lin Moyu frowned, ”Is there a problem?”

Antares nodded, ”The imprints people usually talk about are nothing more than traces of aura used for rough tracking.”

”But this... this is a soul imprint.”

”With a soul imprint, it can pinpoint your location with absolute precision. More importantly, the Star Tree possess an innate affinity for the law of space, so it could potentially teleport directly to your location.”

”However, planting a soul imprint comes at an enormous cost. It permanently severs a fragment of the soul, and unlike splitting off the soul, recovering that loss is extraordinarily difficult.”

”This isn’t the same as creating a soul clone. By planting this soul imprint on you, it will take at least ten thousand years for it to return to its peak condition.”

”Furthermore, a soul imprint is a double-edged sword. If you become powerful enough, you can use it to locate the Star Tree as well. In other words, it has exposed its own position to you.”

According to Antares, a soul imprint was not something anyone would use lightly.

The price was simply too great.

Unless there was an irreconcilable, blood feud, no one would willingly sacrifice a fragment of their soul to plant a soul imprint.

And because it was a double-edged sword, a shift in fortune could ultimately lead to their own downfall.

Lin Moyu was speechless.

Did that thing really hate him that much?

Was it because he had snatched the Dragon Bead just as it was about to obtain it?

Or was it because his Soul Curse had inflicted unbearable agony?

Antares’s expression turned solemn.

”Tell me exactly what happened.”

Lin Moyu recounted everything from beginning to end, including the method he had used.

Understanding immediately dawned on Antares, ”So that’s why.”

”No wonder it was willing to pay such a heavy price just to plant a soul imprint on you.”

”It must have sensed the power of the law of time within your law art.”

”There are ancient records in the Dragon Race stating that, countless years ago, the Star Trees did not wield the law of space. Back then, they wielded only the law of wood.”

”Although the Star Trees were already incredibly powerful, they were nowhere near as dreadful as they are today.”

”Later, one of them devoured a powerhouse who had comprehended the law of space.”

”From that point on, the Star Trees gained dominion over the law of space.”

”I suspect it wants to steal your law of time.”

Lin Moyu stared at the soul imprint left by the Star Tree.

A chilling sense of dread crept over him.

It wasn’t seeking revenge alone.

It wanted to take his law of time.