Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 3988: Hiding in the Flowers

The curse power in the inner Dragon Tomb was even denser. Just from this, Lin Moyu could judge that the Ancestral Dragon’s body was located here. Undead servants scattered, and the power of death swept out in a raging gale in all directions.

But Lin Moyu was more cautious in the inner tomb, since Long Sheng was also inside. Before figuring things out, he didn’t want to accidentally kill Long Sheng. Now that Long Sheng had reached the Great Dao Realm, he wasn’t entirely defenseless. After decades, there was a good chance he was still alive.

The undead servants, leading with the power of death, swept through, obliterating everything in their path. Under the force of death, the tomb was being purified, and the curse power rapidly receded.

Soon, the undead encountered the first inner tomb graveyard. Mutated dragon corpses awoke, unleashing thunderous roars; Great Dao Realm auras erupted. These dragon corpses were far stronger than those in the outer tomb their baseline was the Great Dao Realm.

However, Lin Moyu sensed something odd: these so called Great Dao Realm corpses weren’t true Great Dao cultivators. Their aura and power matched the realm, but it was as if some external force had forcibly raised them to this level, not their own cultivation.

Lin Moyu recalled that when he destroyed the Ancestral Dragon’s remnant soul years ago, the Ancestral Dragon had asked him to come check the Dragon Tomb. It seemed the Ancestral Dragon had foreseen this mutation. Yet, after so many years since the Origin Catastrophe, these corpses had only just reached the Great Dao Realm such slow progress was almost laughable.

Feeling a bit contemptuous, Lin Moyu let his undead servants act. They shattered the graveyard, sweeping through with death energy, reducing everything to dust in an instant.

Roar!

A furious roar echoed from the depths of the tomb, thunder rolling, and dragon aura rained down like a storm. The dragon aura in the tomb turned to mist, surging with terrifying power.

“The Ancestral Dragon’s body,” Lin Moyu murmured. Only the Ancestral Dragon could achieve this. But with the soul dead and the body mutated, it was only a form of survival. Without a soul, the Ancestral Dragon had long lost his Yang Dragon Dao Lord status. He wasn’t even the Ancestral Dragon anymore just a powerful mutated dragon corpse.

With a wave, Lin Moyu sent out the power of death, dispersing all the incoming dragon aura. The distant dragon aura turned into thick mist, resembling the world mist. Lin Moyu was unimpressed such tricks were beneath him. The Ancestral Dragon had once been despised by the Lord of Hell for his cowardice, and Lin Moyu now looked down on him as well.

He walked toward the source of the roar, the dragon aura parting before him. The undead continued exploring, clearing any graveyard they found, leaving nothing behind.

Walking through the dragon aura for ten thousand miles, Lin Moyu saw a towering mountain, over a million meters high, piercing the clouds.

“So this is the Ancestral Dragon Mountain in the tomb,” he thought. “Legend says the Dragon Tomb contains Ancestral Dragon Mountain, the root and origin of the dragon race. Looks like the rumors were true.” In his vision, Ancestral Dragon Mountain was split in two half yang, half yin containing the power of yin yang origin, the very place where the Ancestral Dragon was born.

Knowing he was doomed, the Ancestral Dragon had returned here before death, hoping to use the yin yang origin to suppress the curse. But it didn’t work; his soul escaped, leaving his body behind. After countless years of curse corruption, mutation finally occurred and spread throughout the tomb.

Lin Moyu had a good grasp of the sequence of events. “Looks like the Ancestral Dragon did try maybe I blamed him wrongly. Unfortunately, he chose the wrong method. If he’d asked the world will for help from the start, maybe there’d have been a chance.” But even that would have been slim the curse of a Great Dao Desolate Beast was notoriously hard to remove, even the Lord of Curses could only grind it down over time. The Ancestral Dragon’s curse wasn’t as deep, since he’d only encountered an ordinary Desolate Beast, not the Desolate Beast Emperor as the Lord of Curses had.

The Ancestral Dragon’s roar pointed Lin Moyu in the right direction. In a flash, he crossed ten thousand miles to the foot of Ancestral Dragon Mountain.

Seeing the pervasive curse power, Lin Moyu shook his head. The originally pure yin yang origin of the mountain had been forced into a corner, the rest dominated by curse power. Great Dao Desolate Beasts were the filthiest beings in existence, and their curses were a nightmare for cultivators.

Atop Ancestral Dragon Mountain coiled a colossal dragon, a million meters long the Ancestral Dragon. His body was incomparably powerful, the strongest among all Dao Lords, a natural advantage of the dragon race. Two giant eyes fixed on Lin Moyu, filled with violence, but he didn’t attack immediately.

“He actually has intelligence!” Lin Moyu was surprised. The mutated Ancestral Dragon’s body had developed intelligence a rare occurrence, only likely if a fragment of the original soul remained.

“No, that’s not right!” Lin Moyu immediately rejected the thought. It wasn’t that the body had evolved intelligence, but something else. He saw a trace of complexity and familiarity in the dragon’s eyes.

“You’re Long Sheng!” Lin Moyu exclaimed. He realized the Ancestral Dragon’s body was now occupied by Long Sheng.

“Elder Lin!” came the deep, rough voice. Though it was the Ancestral Dragon’s voice, the tone was unmistakably Long Sheng’s.

“What happened?” Lin Moyu asked quietly.

With a pleading tone, Long Sheng said, “Elder Lin, kill me.”

“Tell me what happened first. Whether I kill you is my decision, not yours,” Lin Moyu replied.

The Ancestral Dragon’s body trembled. “Elder Lin, please, I can’t hold on much longer.”

“Can’t hold on? That’s easy to fix.” Several undead servants attacked together, but the Ancestral Dragon’s body shone and resisted all their attacks his defense was too strong.

Long Sheng trembled even more, clearly losing control. “Impressive defense!” Lin Moyu grinned, unconcerned. He summoned a statue of an Outer World Deity, whose power surpassed the undead servants and was on par with a Great Dao being. After a round of attacks, the Ancestral Dragon’s body was battered and lay weakly atop the mountain.

“Feeling better now?”

With the body heavily injured, Long Sheng regained some control.

“I came here and was eaten by the mutated Ancestral Dragon, but I ended up taking over his body. The curse is invading my soul I’m barely holding on, but I can’t last much longer.”

“Why not abandon the body and let your soul escape?” Lin Moyu asked.

“I wanted to, but the curse has trapped my soul I can’t get out.”

“Can you open a soul passage?” Lin Moyu asked.

“I’ll try!” Trusting Lin Moyu, Long Sheng struggled to open a soul passage. At last, a small passage appeared, and Lin Moyu tossed several spirit flowers into it.

“Hide in the flowers. Leave the rest to me!”

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