Lu Yin looked at the castle in the distance, hoping that the next creature to integrate would be from within the castle.
Had Le Gu withered?
He remembered the skeleton wearing sunglasses with colorful strings and a bright green hat. There were strange patterns engraved on the skeleton, but he did not know how strong it was.
The Death Universe was finally about to unveil its mysterious veil.
It was a pity that this skeleton was too weak and knew too little.
This was the furthest place in this world.
The music suddenly stopped, and all the skeletons became motionless. The fish bones that had jumped out of the lake were suspended in midair. At this moment, the wind stopped, and even time seemed to stop, not daring to cross the line.
Lu Yin wanted to move, but his body did not. Was this an instinct formed by fear, or was it a flaw that had been given life by the Bone Language?
The next moment, with the castle as the center, darkness engulfed the world. Beneath his feet, the mountains, and the sky all became transparent. It was as if they had suddenly appeared in the dark depths of the starry sky. In addition to the skeletons and the dark castle, he could also see a distant universe where a cosmic civilization existed.
Outside the cosmic civilization, a shadow stood quietly. It was an Eternal being, and it looked over with vigilance and reverence.
Inside the cosmic civilization, there were also countless shadows standing in the starry sky, waiting for a great battle.
The music suddenly changed. It was no longer as loud as before. Instead, it turned into a graceful sound of a zither. The rhythm given by the darkness was beautiful in the hands of the shadow at the top of the castle. It was gentle but carried a hint of desolation. It was sometimes exciting and sometimes gentle. As the shadows walked to the top of the castle, the sound of an ensemble announced the arrival of war.
Countless skeletons rushed into the distance.
The Eternal being outside the cosmic civilization had a ferocious look in his eyes. Kill!
He took a step forward, and the rhythm of the music guided the life to find a new home. The Eternal being's skeleton suddenly pierced through his skin as if he had been imprisoned for countless years and crawled out. It was bloody and terrifying, shocking countless creatures in the civilization and causing them to flee frantically.
The music grew louder and louder, as if announcing the addition of a newcomer.
The world beneath his feet entered the universe, causing it to distort and collapse. Countless skeletons crawled out from the bodies of the creatures and danced to the music. They ran happily towards the castle, having been reborn.
The music became more and more passionate, announcing the victory of the war.
Lu Yin watched this scene quietly. It was simple, very simple. No one had made a move, and an Eternal being died just like that. It was not really dead, but had just become a new life and joined this world, eagerly heading towards the castle.
Countless skeletons joined this world.
A sigh came from the side. "Another competitor."
It was a skeleton that was the closest to the one that Lu Yin had fused with, and it looked rather distressed.
Lu Yin looked at it, and it looked back at Lu Yin. It grinned and separated its bones, trying to be as friendly as possible. "Do you want to form a band?
I'm very talented in music. "
Lu Yin retracted his gaze and looked at the castle once more. The figures at the very top of the castle had all disappeared into it.
Those shadows were all skeletons. The first one standing at the top was Withered Bones. It had the appearance of a standing dinosaur, but it looked so elegant when the music changed. It directed the music, directed the war, and made a civilization disappear and become its vassal.
This was how the Death Universe fought.
Withdrawing from the fusion, Lu Yin opened his eyes and looked into the distance. Le Ku's Withering Sword was in that direction, but he didn't know how far away it was.
His heart
Her emotions were heavy.
Le Gu Kujin was rather difficult to deal with. Not to mention his own strength, just the eternal life forms under his command were troublesome.
With the Bone Language, no one knew how many Eternal Realm subordinates he had. Even if these Eternal Realm cultivators couldn't display their true strength because they had lost their flesh, they were still Eternal Realm cultivators.
Especially with the Bone Language's means, the Death Universe itself had very few karmic restraints. They didn't kill, but gave life and controlled it. How could one deal with this?
Once Le Ku's Withering Sword started a war with the three universes, would the same thing happen?
Lu Yin also knew the Bone Language, and he was confident that he could prevent a group of people from being controlled by the Bone Language. However, his strength was much weaker than Le Ku's, and he couldn't protect everyone.
The most important thing now was to see where Le Ku's Withering Sword was and the power it controlled.
There was one more thing that he had forgotten. In fact, he should have thought of it earlier. The die had six pips. Since it was also a fusion of consciousness, how far could it go?
How did Six Pips manage to bring his consciousness to such a faraway place?
Lu Yin looked at the die and continued to roll it. He wanted to see the Death Universe as clearly as possible.
Rolling the die was a matter of luck. If he was lucky, he could get six pips immediately. He had rolled six pips several times before, but if he was unlucky, he might not be able to get six pips even after ten or twenty tries.
There was a Qian Shu in Mount Supreme, and Lu Yin had promised to let him go as long as he wrote five 'luck' characters. He had spent fifty years writing the first 'luck' character, but it got harder and harder to write the later ones. Lu Yin and Qian Shu used to think that writing this character depended on one's cultivation, but now they understood that it depended on the character itself.
There were only eight 'luck' characters in the Spring and Autumn Scroll for so many years. In fact, when he thought about it carefully, Qian Shu could write one character in fifty years with Ku 'e Great Perfection and Great Perfection, so how could there only be eight characters in the Spring and Autumn Scroll?
It took fifty years to write one character, so eight characters only took four hundred years. However, how could the Spring and Autumn Scroll be passed down for four hundred years, four thousand years, or even forty thousand years?
The reason why there were only eight 'luck' characters in the Spring and Autumn Scroll for so many years was simple. After every 'luck' character was written, it would become difficult to write a second one. It was as if there was something in the dark that made it harder to write more characters.
He had already written three of the Qian Shu, and he couldn't write the fourth one no matter what.
In the past, Lu Yin couldn't understand it. He had thought about what luck brought to the Spring and Autumn Scroll, and how a person's luck was related to karma. Now, he seemed to understand a little. If there was the River of Time, the Great Dao of Karma, and the Great Dao of Consciousness, then there should also be the Great Dao of Luck.
Of course, these Great Daos were just Lu Yin's own guesses, and no one could prove it for him.
Writing the 'luck' character was touching the Great Dao of Luck. It was fine to touch it once or twice, but the more you touched it, the harder it would be.
There was a price to pay for touching the Great Dao of Luck, and this price was even greater than the benefits of luck itself.
For example, the Spring and Autumn Scroll had used luck to win over Ming Xiaochou and wanted to replace Myriad Elephant Valley, but in the end, it attracted Lu Yin and caused the entire Spring and Autumn Scroll to be destroyed.
Was this luck good or bad?
Could taking the initiative to grab luck bear a heavier price?
This was also why Lu Yin didn't dare to use the word 'luck'.
On the other hand, he had borrowed Xiang Siyu's luck many times, and he didn't know what was going on with her.
Lu Yin had high hopes for her. She had gone from being a mortal to reaching the Great Circle of Tribulation, and her journey had been smooth sailing. However, she couldn't find any Tribulation.
Her greatest worry was that once she found her Tribulation, there was a high possibility that she would break through to the Immortal Realm.
There were many such geniuses in human civilization, and they only lacked time.
As he thought about it, Lu Yin rolled his die. He rolled it again and again, but he didn't see the ball of light even after rolling six pips. It wasn't until several months later that he finally saw the ball of light in the dark space.
He rushed over and merged with it.
The familiar roar of music seemed to shatter his entire body. Flesh and blood couldn't withstand it. This was a paradise for bones.
The skeleton that merged with him this time was a wild beast when it was alive. It was a very fierce beast with a very large body. When Lu Yin merged with it, it was accompanying him.
That's right, accompanying him.
This fierce beast was a member of a band. There were four skeletons in the band, and one of them was a human.
The memories of the last fusion and this beast's memories told Lu Yin that there were many human skeletons in this world. He didn't know whether these human skeletons belonged to the civilization that was destroyed by Le Gu or the former Nine Bases. Anyway, by transforming a life form into a skeleton, the creature was equivalent to eternal life. The skeleton was almost immortal under the power of death. The only way to die was for the power of death to completely dissipate, or for the skeleton itself to be broken and become worthless.
Lu Yin's fusion made the accompanying music stop. The human skeleton next to him scolded, "Big Head, why did you make a mistake?
This can't go on. When can we enter the castle? "
"Yes, you are the passion of our band. Don't make any more mistakes."
"It will affect the morale."
Lu Yin was speechless.
"Continue."
The music continued, and Lu Yin withdrew from the fusion. This beast's memories weren't as many as the one he had merged with before, and its strength wasn't as good. However, he couldn't help it. There were only so many balls of light he could see, and this beast's skeleton was the brightest.
On the other side, Lu Yin opened his eyes and continued.
Time continued to pass, and another year went by. During this time, Lu Yin had merged with creatures from the dead universe several times, but they were all ordinary skeletons that couldn't enter the castle at all.
He decided to move in the direction of the dead universe again. The closer he got, the more balls of light he would see, and the brighter they would be.
The roaring music caused the world to boil, and the castle began to play. All the skeletons stopped and looked up, each of them extremely pious, as if they were feeling the power of the music.
Music my ass. I don't like music. Disgusting. This was what one of the skeletons that Lu Yin had merged with was thinking. More accurately, all the skeletons that he had merged with were thinking the same thing.
They had all cultivated for so many years, and who cared about music?
There were creatures that cared, but they would only listen to a little song or watch a little dance. Who would sing for themselves?
Who would have thought that music was the king here? Damn it.
Although this was what they thought, none of them dared to express it.
Le Gudu Jin loved music, and if they wanted to gain the appreciation of this abyss of the dead universe, the path of music was the fastest. Legend had it that one of the members of Le Gudu Jin's band was only an Explorer, but he had been recognized for his great musical achievements. Le Gudu Jin had personally helped him increase his strength, forcibly pushing him to the limit below immortality. There were many such examples.
On the other hand, there was an Immortal who wasn't welcomed and couldn't even enter the castle because they didn't know how to play music.
How could such a thing happen in other civilizations? However, it had happened here.
Only music could not be let down. This was Le Gudu Jin's persistence.