Chapter 1473: Dark Realm King

Chapter 1473: Chapter 1473: Dark Realm King

Thinking of this, the Death Temple Guardian shivered, suddenly realizing: he had actually intended to attack the white-robed youth earlier.

Attacking the boss of the Lord of Death, isn’t that practically a death sentence?

At this thought.

The Death Temple Guardian was immediately drenched in sweat, kneeling down with extreme fear.

"Why do you call me master?"

Ignoring the Death Temple Guardian’s subtle movements, Ye Yun raised his head slightly, looking at the statue, asking in a calm voice.

"Master, I am your subordinate, No Face..."

The statue said with a trembling voice, looking extremely agitated.

Suddenly.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Countless black lights shot up into the sky from various directions within Wrong Death City, fell into the Death Temple, and entered the statue’s body.

The statue of the God of Death underwent some change at that moment, shrinking from several zhang in height to resemble a normal person.

"The Lord of Death has fully awakened and restored his true form..."

The Death Temple Guardian’s eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing.

At this moment.

He finally believed that this white-robed youth was indeed the boss of the Lord of Death.

The Lord of Death had just revealed his name, and even the "No Face" name was unknown to himself.

No one in the entire Ancient Realm knew it either.

The God of Death jumped down from the altar, kneeling with a thud at Ye Yun’s feet.

"No Face..."

Ye Yun murmured these two words, then gently shook his head and said, "I don’t know you."

"Master..."

The God of Death was in tears; despite having no facial features, tears could still flow from that visage.

Standing behind Ye Yun were Yu Qingshuang and Yu Lingfei, who saw the Lord of Death now restored to his true form, kneeling at Ye Yun’s feet.

Their minds were somewhat muddled.

Yu Qingshuang’s eyes widened, staring intently at Ye Yun’s back, desperately trying to guess something.

"What exactly is the master’s identity?"

Such thoughts continually loomed in Yu Lingfei’s mind.

She could tell that this Lord of Death had a notable background, and the master was his superior, indicating an even more frightening identity.

"I am skilled in divination, and this time it was well-calculated; my avatar waiting for the master in the Ancient Realm was not in vain..."

Yu Lingfei thought to herself.

...

Ye Yun stared at this so-called No Face God of Death, his brows slightly furrowed: "You... mistook me for a dead baby?"

Upon hearing these words, the God of Death became excited, gently waving his hand, creating a barrier around them, blocking any intrusion.

The God of Death raised his head, speaking emotionally: "Master, that’s a disrespectful term used by some foolish people in the Immortal Realm, but in reality, you are the Master of the Dark Realm, revered as King by all dark beings."

Dark Realm King?

Ye Yun couldn’t help but shake his head and smile upon hearing this.

He wasn’t interested.

He was neither a dead baby nor a Dark Realm King.

"Master, you reincarnated into the Immortal Realm back then, and we followed you.

We intended to protect you, master, but an accident occurred during your reincarnation, and your soul vanished mysteriously. When we arrived, we lost your guidance and couldn’t unite, subsequently facing fierce attacks from myriad races of the Immortal Realm. I was unfortunately captured by two Immortal Kings and locked in the Wrong Death River within the Ancient Realm..."

The God of Death told the story, recounting the events that had transpired.

Ye Yun’s brow furrowed slightly.

The God of Death’s account seemed to explain the arrival of the dead baby, which plunged the Immortal Realm into darkness, followed by numerous dark beings.

It turned out these dark beings came to protect their king.

Even Immortal Monarch Bi Luo was unaware of this reasoning.

Ye Yun speculated.

Perhaps no one in the entire Immortal Realm knew that the dead baby from the Lin Family, lacking a soul, was the dark beings’ king.

"Why didn’t they kill you and instead imprison you here?"

Ye Yun asked curiously.

The God of Death raised his head, and despite lacking facial features, a smug look inexplicably appeared.

He knew that the master had not regained his memory.

However, being a dark being, he had his own pride.

"Master, our dark beings are extremely hard to kill, and at my level of cultivation, even an Immortal King couldn’t kill me. As long as I stayed in the Immortal Realm, I could eventually turn the tables!

To deal with me, they devised a trick to subdue me in the Wrong Death River, then broke the barrier between realms and sent me to the Ancient Realm, using the Heavenly Dao of the Ancient Realm to suppress my cultivation further, limiting me..."

The God of Death slowly explained.

"I see..."

Ye Yun nodded silently.

Using the Heavenly Dao for suppression was indeed a clever method.

If he couldn’t be killed in the Immortal Realm, then placing him in a lower plane, using the Heavenly Dao to suppress, would indeed make it impossible for the God of Death to rise again.

"Master, why have you lost all your memories..."

The God of Death spoke with a face full of sorrow.

Ye Yun smiled and shook his head: "I’m not a dead baby."

"Master, although you have shed the aura of a dark being, the moment I saw you, I recognized you. Master, you lost the memory of the Dark Realm, which is why you don’t remember No Face..."

The God of Death said, tearfully again.

Ye Yun was speechless for a moment.

People in the Immortal Realm saw him as a dead baby, and now the dark beings also called him that.

It was quite frustrating.

He was clearly a transmigrator from Earth!

"How did the Taiyin Whelk come about?"

Ye Yun glanced, seeing some remaining Taiyin Whelks on the ground, and asked casually.

"Master, when the Wrong Death River entered the Ancient Realm, it resonated with the heavens and earth, and the Taiyin Whelks were born from the riverbed. I discovered consuming these Taiyin Whelks could help heal my injuries, so I absorbed some people to assist in capturing Taiyin Whelks while I slowly recovered in slumber..."

The God of Death replied respectfully.

"Nowadays, you’ve eaten nearly all the Taiyin Whelks from the Wrong Death River, almost consuming them, how are your injuries?"

Ye Yun asked with a smile.

"The injuries are still severe, just slightly improved; in this Ancient Realm without Immortal Aura, recovery to normalcy is exceedingly slow..."

The God of Death sighed.

"Master, when will you return to the Immortal Realm and take me along?"

The God of Death eagerly asked.

"I’m not a dead baby, why should I take you up there? What if you regain your strength and cause trouble in the Immortal Realm?"

Ye Yun said with an impressive smile.

The God of Death became anxious upon hearing this, couldn’t help but argue: "Master, if I stay by your side, I promise to be obedient and not cause trouble!"

This statement immediately amused Ye Yun.

"Here’s what we’ll do!"

Ye Yun thought for a moment and addressed casually: "Stay in the Wrong Death River for now; when I eventually reach the Immortal Realm and clarify certain matters, I will naturally give you an explanation..."

"Yes, master."

The God of Death replied respectfully.

To receive such a promise from the master, he felt utterly privileged.

Once a Dark Realm King, whose power shook the cosmos, domineering and rampant, what a brutal figure was he?

All dark beings would tremble upon sensing even a trace of the Dark Realm King’s breath.

Even as someone who served under the Dark Realm King would constantly be on edge when facing the master king.