Necropolis Immortal

Chapter 1912 – Practice Boxing

“How would I know what these brushes are…” mumbled the big-headed doll. He studied Lu Yun’s face closely and nodded with satisfaction at what he saw.

The Master of Darkness.

He’d taken shape from the Three Brushes of Reincarnation thanks to this treasure.

“Don’t you know that you exist solely because of these brushes?” Lu Yun looked at the big-headed doll with surprise.

“Nope!” the doll resolutely shook his head. “But I know that they have something to do with your nascent spirit. They probably came from your nascent spirit! There are only three of them in the past, present, and future of the Land of Reincarnation. They’re one treasure and they came into existence because of your nascent spirit!”

Lu Yun’s frown deepened and he stored the brushes in the Tome of Life and Death.

Ghost Dragon and Ghost Phoenix remained quiet during the exchange; they silently watched Lu Yun and the big-headed doll. After the young man greeted his old acquaintances, he sent them both to hell.

While they’d inherited the strength of the past and present brushes, they were currently the equivalent of Nihil World Sovereign and yet to access sequence. It was the big-headed doll who reached unfathomable heights while cultivating in this Dark World. Not even Lu Yun could see through him.

However, he read a trace of fear in the doll’s thoughts. It was deeply buried, but it was there nonetheless.

“What are you afraid of?” Lu Yun disengaged the doll from his body.

“Nothing!” The doll shook his head with a quick look around. He puffed up his chest with confidence. “I know what you want to do here. I would’ve helped you claim the world heart even if you didn’t come.”

“Alright, alright, you can go back.” Lu Yun cracked the Gates of the Abyss open.

The big-headed doll lit up and bounded toward the door, but a formless hand seemed to take shape and grasp after him. It gripped one of his legs and shockingly hauled the doll out of the doorway.

“What is that?!” Lu Yun jumped with dismay and adopted a fighting stance, ready to do battle.

In his earlier deductions, he’d determined that if Nightmare followed him here, she would die without recourse. Not even the Resurrection death art or the Tome of Life and Death would be able to revive her.

That was why he’d left her at the previous spot.

He’d also seen the air of death around Ghost Dragon and Ghost Phoenix. If they continued to remain here, they would also die horrible deaths—also the kind that he couldn’t reverse.

In contrast, the big-headed doll was alive and well. Though he’d suffered some, he hadn’t perished. Lu Yun hadn’t imagined that there’d be something so ferocious as to drag the doll out of the Gates of the Abyss!

Whoosh!

Black flames ignited over Argent Snow and further deepened the pitch-black void around them. An indistinct figure came into view in the darkness.

“Kill it!” shrieked the doll when he saw it.

The figure charged them as he spoke, ignoring Lu Yun and beelining for the doll. Its arms were like razor-sharp blades as it even cut through the air that it passed through.

Howling and sobbing with terror, the doll scrambled behind Lu Yun.

Shick.

Before Lu Yun could react, his newly deployed Argent Snow Domain was cut clean through. Argent Snow followed suit. The incomparably durable soul weapon was… destroyed!

The young man didn’t hesitate and blasted forward with a punch the moment his weapon fell apart. The first move of the Divine Fists of Hell—Darkstar!

A massive dark star rushed out of his fist, forming a tremendous forcefield that smashed toward the thing.

Noting the arrival of a threat, the figure hastily shifted backward, but Lu Yun’s move arrived too quickly for that. The second it changed direction was the second the punch arrived.

Violent shockwaves blossomed around the point of impact and waves of distortion rippled through the air. The figure flew backward in a bedraggled fashion, but an aghast Lu Yun discovered that the punch that could grievously injure the nine clawed golden dragon didn’t even scratch the thing!

It just inflicted some pain and sent it flying!

The first move of the Divine Fists of Hell couldn’t touch it!

“What is that?” Lu Yun frowned.

“I, I don’t know!” the doll sobbed. “It set its eyes on me when I first got here. If it wasn’t for the tiny bit of spacetime power from that Moran guy, we would’ve died a long time ago!”

“Where did you guys come—oh for fuck’s sake, will you let me finish?!”

Bam!

Bam!

Bam!

The figure came back before Lu Yun had a chance to finish his question and resumed its maddened charge.

The young man met it tit-for-tat, balling up his fists. Both hands seemed to transform into dark stars and he flung himself into battle with the figure in the void. Lu Yun was marvelously adept with the first form of his new boxing method.

He incorporated the new boxing method as a body tempering method under immortal dao the moment he invented it. In theory, there should be six forms to the Divine Fists of Hell based off the Hadal, Nihil, Netherdark, Sanguine, Abyssal, and Disordered Hells. There was only Darkstar currently available, and it was yet to be adopted by the denizens of the immortal dao.

Only Lu Yun’s direct disciples possessed the right to practice the Divine Fists of Hell. It wasn’t that he was holding things back for his own gain, but that it was very difficult for other beings to cultivate hell.

He repeatedly deployed Darkstar with both the immortal dao and hell dao circulating around him. They formed a wave of power and continuously rebuffed the figure. However, the figure grew stronger the more it fought and gradually found weaknesses in Lu Yun’s moves! The young man’s gestures became erratic as pressure bore down on him.

“Since you’ve found openings in my move, that means there is still improvement to be made. I can practice with you!” Lu Yun roared and continued on the offensive, displaying his weaknesses to the figure.

“There is something a bit odd about that creature. If you continue to protect him, you’ll one day die to him.” A hint of a voice traveled into Lu Yun’s ears. “The manifestations of the three brushes that you know, and the dragon and phoenix pair, are all dead.”