Chapter 388: The Secret Ground within the Sacred Mausoleum

"Roar!!!"

Lacking claws and fangs, the several corpse-mouths of this fifth-rank Great Zombie roared violently, erupting with a sonic wave attack, intending to defeat the final apostle before it from another dimension.

But Du En possessed the Threefold Immovable, firmly guarding his consciousness; furthermore, his primordial spirit was ceaseless and unending, and he had the Divine Palace guarding him from time immemorial, so he was not afraid of this level of attack at all.

They could not even stir a ripple in the Threefold Immovable, and then they were physically silenced by him.

Slap, slap, slap, slap...

With several powerful slaps, he shattered their heads one by one.

Then, he grabbed his great spear back, swinging it like a dragon, smashing the fluorite source of the disease!

Quickly eliminating the Great Zombies of the same rank was not a problem at all; it was exceptionally easy and casual.

After finishing this, while Du En continued his Sacred Refining, he turned his head to look at the hanging lantern beside him, as if he had just reacted to the other's words.

"The mausoleum soil is a place of rest; it had already been disturbed, but there are more dead who have long returned to the earth and cannot be disturbed again. My child, you were originally one of them, or rather, you are them, so I hope you will only follow the corridor, letting the diseased deceased rest in peace, rather than riddling the mausoleum soil with holes."

The Sacred Spirit guided him with gentle persuasion, and Du En also learned the origin of this final apostle he was.

Simply put, he was a returnee conceived and gestated by her within the Sacred Mausoleum's nether soil, which had gathered who knows how much and accumulated who knows how much.

The Immovable True Monarch had merely gone with the flow to insert him, which was why the other side had absolutely no suspicions, because the current Du En looked exactly like someone conceived by her own single-handed spellcasting, and also what was expected to be born from the return of the masses to the nether...

Clang, clang, clang! The corpse-part weapons were refined into tools, the spearheads were turned, and following the Great Zombies' roars, they began to advance and fly out.

Du En seemed to be obedient, controlling the tools along the corridor.

Because the enemy zombies had already closed in, arriving at the other end of the corridor, there were several of them! Boom, boom, boom! With three loud roars, the magical tools self-destructed; as they broke into the zombie bodies, they exploded, suddenly swelling into balloons, and then shriveled up. Three Great Zombies were solved just like that.

For the remaining two, he grabbed the great spear, first pinning one down, then Du En calmly beat the last one to pieces, turned back to finish the first one; the whole process was smooth and flowing, and it took no more than a few breaths to solve these "shoddily made" things.

Then it was a matter of repeating the same old trick; he completely used the fighting style of a Tool Master, taking advantage of the Sacred Refining of Earth and Wood to better display his tool-refining skills, fighting to sustain the fight, self-destructing whenever necessary. As long as the magical tool's rank was clearly two or three levels higher than the Great Zombie, he could achieve elimination upon entering the body and self-destructing.

That is why it was said that magical tool self-destruction was still useful, and the current conditions were very suitable for the performance of the Sacred Refining of Earth and Wood; if it were elsewhere, the Sacred Refining of Earth and Wood would be discounted.

After all, it was only the Sacred Refining of Earth and Wood, and it just so happened that these zombies, those disease sources, and the weapons eroded and changed, were all included in the category of Earth! "Roar..."

After a round of active attacks, it did not take much time, and with the last roar of a Great Zombie, all nearly one hundred Great Zombies inside the entire Sacred Mausoleum were eliminated.

Silence seemed to return to this mausoleum of the dead.

But in the blink of an eye, strange roaring and moving sounds reached Du En's ears.

The Great Zombies were solved, but there were still many zombies and living corpses!

How many people had been buried in this Sacred Mausoleum in recent decades? His divine sense could not leave his body at the moment, so it was hard to count.

He only knew that in the following time, he waved the fluorite great spear in his hand, which he had changed several times, continuing to move, in a territory of several thousand miles, up and down, back and forth, charging and killing many times, only then eliminating these corpses that had been buried in the recent decades, had not rotted away, and had developed the disease.

The Sacred Mausoleum truly returned to silence.

He could not help but stop, his breathing becoming a bit heavy.

"May you truly obtain eternal rest..." the Sacred Spirit whispered softly.

Du En was also thinking.

Having killed his way here, there were many living corpses and zombies, all kinds of strange shapes, but he could perceive that the vast majority of them were actually ordinary mortals with no cultivation in their lifetimes.

The Sacred Mausoleum indeed turned no one away, treating everyone equally; no matter what status they had in life, they all returned to one place after death.

Putting aside this social aspect, those mortals' constitutions were not actually completely ordinary, or rather, they had all been planted with some kind of seed of a spiritual body, making it difficult for their bodies to completely rot after death, which was why they would wobble and stand up again amidst the raging fluorite disease, becoming living corpses and zombies.

The people of the Source Star Realm had all been ruined by the Immovable True Monarch! At the same time, Du En keenly noticed that the disease of these corpses could actually be divided into two types: one was that they had long been dead, and the seed of the spiritual body's origin had become diseased, which was the internal-variant type.

There was also another type, the external-variant type! It was the fluorite disease infecting living people, or dying people, and only then making them become living corpses and zombies! This contained a different meaning! He silently watched the hanging lantern beside him.

"Let's go, my child, leave the underground Sacred Mausoleum and go to the Sacred Capital on the surface; there, your compatriots are in need of your help."

The Sacred Spirit spoke to him so gently, seemingly not noticing the two disease types he had observed.

Du En also did not follow the other's guidance to walk toward the path that led directly to the surface, which he had passed several times while eliminating the living corpses.

On the contrary, he turned and walked into the depths of the darkness.

It was also a place he had passed while eliminating the living corpses.

If he had not been eliminating living corpses everywhere, he would not have discovered the existence of this place.

The Sacred Spirit also seemed to notice his goal; the hanging lantern flickered and paused slightly, but in the end, it followed, only becoming silent, saying nothing, quietly accompanying him, and illuminating the dozen or so steps ahead.

His footsteps were quiet as he walked straight without stopping.

Very quickly, he arrived at the place. Du En threw a punch, blasting away the nether soil to reveal an underground gate, which was dignified and beautiful, with bright patterns carved on it.

The method of the Radiant Brilliance Canon resonated faintly, and the patterns on the door also flickered in response.

Du En stopped his footsteps and looked at the hanging lantern beside him.

He still needed this disease-spirit-purification device, so since he had arrived at a place that was clearly a secret ground and should be positively related to her, he still had to show her some respect.

"..."

The Sacred Spirit's gaze seemed somewhat complex, and she still said nothing, which represented an attitude of tacit approval.

Thus, Du En pushed open the gate.

Golden brilliance suddenly expanded, and the deep purple fluorite crystal clusters nearby immediately shattered and dissipated.

He stepped into the light and arrived at a peculiar space filled with radiant brilliance.

Pure golden crystals were everywhere, constructing the whole, resembling a giant egg shape. A path led straight ahead, where there was a high platform; the white stone texture was the same as the gate behind him, with flowing light flickering naturally, carving and deepening the patterns upon it.

The spiritual energy became clean, and the erosion of the fluorite disease had not expanded here; it was truly beautiful, but Du En frowned slightly.

(End of chapter)