Chapter 515

Chapter 515: Speculation

Lu Ye had no idea that the others already knew Dark Cloud was dead.

However, he didn’t rush off to find the Dark Clan members right away.

Those folks were in the core area, and blending in wasn’t as easy as just walking in.

If he mixed into the Dark Clan now, everyone wasn’t stupid; if his actions didn’t match Dark Cloud’s usual behavior, he’d be spotted in no time.

What Lu Ye needed to do was first act like Dark Cloud, contact other free-moving Dark Clan members, get familiar with them, and then slip into their ranks under a different identity.

Would the main force of the Dark Clan be aware of Dark Cloud’s fall?

In the First Heaven, there were soul lamps and fate tokens; surely the Dark Clan in the Seventh Heaven had something similar, right?

The Nine Tribulations Undying Body was still at the level of the seventh tribulation.

If he were to transcend the tribulation, he could reach the eighth tribulation. But looking at how quickly his physique was increasing, it seemed he might complete the seventh tribulation without having to cross it first, formally stepping into the eighth tribulation.

Lu Ye had already killed tons of zombies.

Basically, the nearby million miles of zombies were wiped clean by him.

His physical body had become over three times stronger than when he first entered the Ancient Land of the Heavenly Corpse.

He finally began delving deeper.

“Nine Lives, I’ve found another Dark Clan member at the Great Dao Realm!”

Dark Yaner reminded him.

Lu Ye asked for the location; he wasn’t in Dark Cloud’s guise anymore—now he was wearing the third identity.

Since he started using his last identity, he hadn’t committed any slaughter, just sealing them off layer by layer.

Sealing them deep into the earth.

A place no one could find.

He should be able to enter the Dark Clan by now; he’d become quite familiar with their operations, and An Wuxing was still a familiar face.

Lu Ye moved towards the Great Dao Realm individual that Dark Yaner had just discovered.

Before long, the person appeared before him.

“Eh?”

Lu Ye was a bit surprised.

He recognized this Dark Clan member.

He was one of An Li’s older brothers. In his previous life, Lu Ye had been to the Dark Clan with An Li, and this guy was one of the ones who hosted them.

His name was An Jian.

But when Lu Ye met him in his previous life, he was already at the Ruler Realm; now he was still at the Great Dao Realm.

What a coincidence.

If he disguised himself as An Li’s brother, would he have a chance to meet An Li?

Would he have a chance to kill An Li?

The kind of complete annihilation.

Plus, this guy was a true genius, belonging to the younger generation, and had already stepped into the Great Dao Realm, definitely holding a higher status in the Dark Clan.

Lu Ye’s mind was racing, and without a second thought, he threw a punch.

An Jian’s face changed rapidly.

He felt a terrifying sense of crisis; instantly, he ran the Dao, wielding a heavy blade that came slicing toward Lu Ye with a horrifying gleam.

Lu Ye was unfazed, meeting the blade’s light with his fist, forcefully shattering it.

His fist crushed down on An Jian’s chest.

“Poof!”

An Jian was sent flying, blood spraying out like it was nothing.

Lu Ye was quick to follow up with another punch.

With his enhanced physique, facing the Great Dao Realm was now a walk in the park for him. A full-force punch could cripple him, and another would essentially render An Jian combat-ineffective.

“Boom!”

An Jian’s eyes nearly popped out of his head, mouth agape, letting out a pitiful wail.

The terrifying force surged into An Jian’s body, instantly destroying his nascent soul, turning his flesh and bones into dust.

Lu Ye quickly formed hand seals, unleashing sealing spells that intertwined, merging into An Jian’s body.

Despair filled An Jian’s eyes.

Why?

Why did this happen?

He was a generation’s pride, a top-tier talent with the chance of becoming an Emperor. Yet today, he was facing death in the Ancient Land of the Heavenly Corpse.

What grudge did he have with this guy?

Disguised as a Dark Clan member while taking on Dark Clan members.

He couldn’t resign himself to this fate!

But, throughout history, how many proud individuals had fallen without any control?

When your strength isn’t enough, being unwilling means nothing.

With a flurry of sealing techniques, he formed a net of sealing magic, completely locking An Jian down.

The name of this spell probably couldn’t be spoken in front of Shen Xitang and Little Heavenly Dao because if it was, those two would surely have a million eager questions like, “How do you lock it?!”

An Jian was sealed away for good.

Then Lu Ye dug a large pit in the ground and set up formations to prevent spying, burying the enchanted earth back over it.

Lu Ye’s appearance morphed into that of An Jian.

Now, he could go meet the Dark Clan.

The disguise had its perks, perfectly transforming him into another person.

Unless a Quasi-Emperor personally checked, it would be hard for them to notice.

Of course, even as a Dark Clan member, he had to put on a good act.

“System, get ready!”

“Ding, don’t worry, host!”

In his previous life, Lu Ye had come into contact with An Jian and understood his character to a degree.

His figure soared towards the core area.

Battles raged on!

The deeper into the core, the more intense the fights got.

Rulers clashed, Quasi-Emperors battled.

The terrifying fluctuations made it clear to Lu Ye that he was still weak.

But, one bite at a time—it’s a meal, and one step at a time—it’s a journey.

Under Dark Yaner’s inquiry, Lu Ye soon found the main force of the Dark Clan.

Leading them was also a familiar face.

An Wuxing.

Well, that’s good!

Lu Ye took a deep breath, adjusting his expression, and flew towards the Dark Clan group.

“An Jian, why are you back again?” someone asked.

“The edge has started to gather in groups; I wasn’t getting much benefit, so I figured I’d come back,” Lu Ye explained.

“Well, you can stick with us; Elder Wuxing is attacking Tian Du City, which is a major city. We’ll search alongside the main force then!”

“Sure!”

Lu Ye watched the ongoing chaos ahead.

Quasi-Emperors clashed against Quasi-Emperors, Rulers battled Rulers.

Thick white mist swirled violently, growing denser, preventing the world from completely collapsing.

In Lu Ye’s view, it was like beams of light continuously colliding, each collision causing the void to crack and absorbing the horrifying power generated.

Weaker members of the Dark Clan looked on in fascination.

The power of Quasi-Emperors, the might of Rulers, was utterly terrifying and immensely desirable.

An Li hadn’t come to the Ancient Land of the Heavenly Corpse.

What a pity for Lu Ye.

That meant he couldn’t kill An Li.

Since he couldn’t kill An Li, Lu Ye’s interest in disguising himself as a Dark Clan member diminished significantly.

But since he was here, he might as well listen to what the Dark Clan had to say.

He wanted to see if he could glean some useful clues about the eighth poison ahead of time to tackle it earlier.

His instincts told him that the eighth poison was definitely going to be different from before.

It could even potentially involve the level of a Saint.