Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 3987: Not Impressed

Long Wei immediately recounted everything that had happened in the Dragon Tomb. The mutation in the Dragon Tomb began fifty years ago, when the tomb suddenly opened its passage, directly connecting to the Dragon Clan’s main hall. The power of the curse surged out from the Dragon Tomb, spreading into the main hall and then outward.

The Dragon Clan responded quickly, trying to stop it and reporting to the dragons of the Outer Great Dao. However, due to the bloodline restriction, those dragons could not enter the Dragon Tomb. As the strongest among the Origin Continent dragons, Long Sheng naturally had to enter the tomb to investigate. Ever since Lin Moyu’s last visit, the Dragon Clan had been fighting mutated beings in the tomb for years, and most had been cleared out. This new outbreak, however, was sudden. After Long Sheng entered, he disappeared and never returned. Meanwhile, the curse leaking from the tomb only increased, beginning to affect the Origin Continent.

Unable to wait any longer, Long Wei led the clan elders into the tomb. Inside, they were ambushed by mutated dragon corpses, leading to countless battles. At first, they fought deep within the tomb, but as the mutated corpses grew stronger, they were forced to retreat, now only a thousand miles from the tomb’s entrance. If they retreated further, they feared the mutated corpses would escape.

Lin Moyu asked, “With your cultivation, Clan Leader Long Wei, you shouldn’t be able to see the curse power, right?”

Long Wei nodded. “That’s true, but I can sense it. Actually, it was the Dragon God who told us about the curse he can see it.”

Antares, now a Dao Lord, could indeed see the curse, but unfortunately, he was powerless to enter.

Lin Moyu pondered, “By rights, only dragons below the Great Dao Realm are buried in the Dragon Tomb, but I can sense that there are now Great Dao Realm auras in the tomb, and not just a few.”

Great Dao Realm dragons don’t have to worry about lifespan, so only those who failed to reach that level would be buried in the tomb. Few Great Dao Realm dragons would ever enter. The largest dragon die off happened during the Origin Catastrophe, but the tomb was sealed at that time, so they couldn’t enter. The strongest being ever buried in the tomb was the Ancestral Dragon’s body, and the curse originated from it.

Long Wei added, “I only learned this time that the Dragon Tomb is divided into inner and outer sections. We’ve only ever entered the outer tomb; we’ve never been inside the inner tomb. We don’t know what’s in there.”

From Long Wei’s account, Lin Moyu realized he’d have to see for himself.

He said, “Alright, I’ll handle this. Clan Leader Long Wei, you and the elders should return and rest.”

Long Wei suggested, “Shouldn’t we guard the entrance, in case mutated dragon corpses escape?”

Lin Moyu replied, “My people will guard it. You don’t need to worry.”

Ten undead servants appeared, each exuding a Dao Lord’s pressure, making Long Wei and the others feel suffocated. Knowing Lin Moyu’s methods, Long Wei realized her presence was unnecessary, and as she and the elders were all injured, rest was needed.

She didn’t argue. “In that case, we’ll leave it to you, Elder Lin.”

“No problem,” Lin Moyu said, waving them off as he strode into the depths of the tomb, vanishing in an instant.

Given the current state of the tomb, with ten undead servants guarding the entrance, not a single mutated dragon corpse would escape.

Arriving again at the Dragon Blood Pool, Lin Moyu found it much changed from his last visit. The Dragon Blood Waterfall still flowed, but now it was blood, thick with a stench and curse power. The entire pool had become a cursed blood pool, filthy and foul. Many mutated dragon corpses soaked in the pool, their auras growing stronger.

“Looks like all of Long Sheng’s efforts over the years were useless,” Lin Moyu muttered. With a wave, the power of death swept out like a storm. Wherever it passed, dragon corpses were corroded to nothing, not even dust remaining. Even the Dragon Blood Pool was destroyed, and all things tainted by the curse were obliterated.

With his current strength, these things none even at the Great Dao Realm were insignificant, easily wiped out. The death laden wind swept across the Dragon Blood Waterfall, and the centuries old flow stopped, the curse power annihilated. The pool vanished, and the storm of death swept through half the tomb. Undead servants emerged from the death energy, flying in all directions as Lin Moyu set out to explore the entire tomb and see what the Ancestral Dragon was up to.

Truthfully, Lin Moyu had little regard for the Ancestral Dragon. He had seen higher, more dangerous levels no matter what the Ancestral Dragon did, he was no match for those. As the first being born of the yin yang origin, the Ancestral Dragon was still bound by it and the Origin Continent; his greatest achievement would always be as the Ancestral Dragon.

The undead soon mapped the entire tomb, which was vast comparable to a medium sized world. There were ten dragon graveyards, each far apart. Long Sheng had never mentioned so many; clearly, even he didn’t know about them all. His so called cleanup of mutated corpses was incomplete half were left undiscovered, which led to the current crisis.

Lin Moyu didn’t hesitate: whenever he found a graveyard, he cleansed it. The power of death enveloped each one, reducing them to dust in moments. In just two days, no dragon graveyards remained. The undead had explored every corner, mapping the tomb in detail, but found no entrance to the inner tomb.

Lin Moyu could vaguely sense a Great Dao Realm aura deep within. “If it’s nowhere else, it must be here.”

He looked at the ruined Dragon Blood Pool, focusing on where the waterfall once was. The so called Dragon Blood Waterfall was the blood of the Ancestral Dragon. As the Dao Lord of the Yang Dragon Great Dao, even a drop of his blood could flow as a waterfall for millions of years. The source of the waterfall was the Ancestral Dragon’s body buried in the inner tomb.

Lin Moyu looked up at the sky above the former waterfall. “Sure enough, the entrance to the inner tomb is up there.”

A formation hovered in the sky, forming a small passage. Its aura was faint and weak, so Lin Moyu hadn’t noticed it before. The Ancestral Dragon’s blood once flowed through this formation, creating the waterfall. With a thought, Lin Moyu sent several divine runes into the formation, activating it and instantly expanding the passage.

Whoosh!

A torrent of Ancestral Dragon blood, infused with powerful ancestral curse, poured down. A gale of death energy surged upward, corroding all the blood and curse before it could touch Lin Moyu. The wind reversed the waterfall, and Lin Moyu followed it into the passage, entering the inner tomb of the Dragon Tomb.

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