Poison God's Heritage

Chapter 802: Plans

The Cryptic Sun was led all the way to a decrypt temple where the three slaves waited outside and gestured for him to walk inside.

He scanned the area several times before he walked in, making sure that nothing skips his sight, however, the moment his foot landed on a specific tile, his vision suddenly shuddered and he recognized he was teleported to a different place.

His attention went up to an all-time high as he was no longer in familiar territory, however, the deadly calm voice of the Death Sun came like a soothing whisper to his ears.

"Do not worry, this is a teleportation gate that leads directly to where I am, it can only be used twice. And you may use it to leave after," he said.

Looking around, the Cryptic Sun didn't see the Death Sun anywhere, nor did he recognize where he was. As the place, he was in looked like the inside of a gigantic palace made of bones and skulls of dead cultivators.

He walked forward trying to reach the source of the voice from earlier. As he was inside a massive long hall he had nowhere to go but forward since the door behind him was shut down, not that he couldn't break it down, but he had no intentions of being a difficult guest when the host had yet to show any vile tendencies.

The Cryptic Sun walked forward, taking everything around him and looking at the energy of death covering the entire area. There was nothing here that lived, and seemingly quite fitting for the Death Sun's abode.

Soon, he arrived to the end of the hall where there was a circular door that opened by rotating to the right, revealing an even longer pathway forward that would make anyone's hair rise.

Hundreds of thousands of Walkers were standing their backs against the walls, in rows one above the other all the way to a very far ceiling.

These walkers looked like an endless stream of cultivators that had been killed or died to the curse of the Death Sun. And he saved their bodies here that's for sure.

The Cryptic Sun continued moving forward until something changed, the Walkers were no more, and instead of them were Rakshasas. They were held against the walls too, standing there dead, until commanded otherwise.

All types of Rakshasas actually, from white to black, to silver and Brutes. They were all pinned to the walls, without eyes, suffering from the same curse as the normal walkers. And even worse, Nobles of these same breeds, were pinned against the walls, and some of them were still breathing.

The Cryptic Sun didn't speak a word until the Death Sun broke the sound of silence.

"What do you think?" he said calmly through Divine Sense.

"I need to understand what I'm looking at first to speak my mind," the Cryptic Sun said.

"As collected as I remember, Junfei, then let me explain," he said and suddenly the Cryptic Sun felt a light hand touch his shoulder.

Turning, he saw a man, or what should have been standing next to him.

It was in fact no different than a corpse, where the flesh had completely disappeared, and changed to a thin brittle gray skin right on top of bone.

The man next to him had no flesh to call his own and was nothing but skin on bones, yet his eyes were still bright, the same color as the lost eyes of the Walkers.

"These, are my creations," he said as he made a gesture with his fingers, the mere contact between the fingers made a sonorous echo that allowed the entire army of walkers to screech in one single voice.

The power of that screech would undoubtedly cause a void stage cultivator to fall unconscious. It was soul ravaging and penetrating and that was merely a scream.

"What's your plan?" the Cryptic Sun said.

"I need to show you something first," the Death Sun said as he moved forward, hinting for the Cryptic Sun to follow after him.

The two walked forward in silence until they arrived at another circular door, here, the Death Sun didn't even have to say a word before the Cryptic Sun's eyes glued themselves to the door.

He rushed forward, placing his hands on the jewels on the door, and looking all over it, shooting tens of thousands of minuscule rays of Divine Sense from his mind into the door, trying to scan and understand what it meant and if truly was what he believed it was from the first look.

After what felt like an eternity, the Cryptic Sun backed away and looked at the Death Sun with awe in his eyes, "Where did you find this?"

"It has been here for a long time," the Death Sun said.

"I see… this… this changes everything," the Cryptic Sun said.

"I can see that," the Death Sun said. "But I don't have the required energy to do this," the Death Sun said.

"It's pretty rigid in terms of required energy, at least eight, no seven Suns without some modification," the Cryptic Sun said.

"Seven?" the Death Sun asked, "I believed I needed nine," he said.

"Is that why you're gathering these corpses?" the Cryptic Sun wanted to pull some information.

The latter noticed but smiled, "Something like that, but they're too weak, I would need their Spawn Mother, they might be the strongest, but it isn't enough," the Death Sun said.

"I can modify it to need only three Suns, it'll take some effort," the Cryptic Sun said.

"Are you certain?" the Death Sun asked some hope returning to his eyes.

"Yes, with some time I can modify the energy structure of these formations, they waste too much, and we can then use the power of three suns to power it up."

"If it is just three Suns, then this makes things far easier," the Death Sun said.

"How so? Who do you think you can force into this? They'll try and eliminate you the moment your existence is known, not to mention that they'll not willingly help you, and if they find this out, they'll make sure that it becomes theirs," the Cryptic Sun said.

He then looked at the Death Sun with a vile look, "No to mention, this requires the life energy of a Sun, meaning that they need to die. You're not thinking something foolish are you?"

"Junfei, you grew too cautious and too paranoid, if I had wanted to harm you I wouldn't have aided you in reaching your current stage would I now?"

The Death Sun was making a good point.

"Then who do you have in mind?" The Cryptic Sun asked.

"Since you can make it use only three Suns, then I'll be focusing on capturing the youngest," the Death Sun said. "She is the one with the least experience of the bunch,"

"That brute of a woman? You'd probably have a better chance at capturing the Blood Sun," the Cryptic Sun snorted.

"Young Junfei, you underestimate the heart of a woman too much, fear not, for I can easily capture her and the alien woman, they care too much for one with little value," the Death Sun said.

"Ah, I guess you'll grab Shen Bao first, if you do, hand him over to me, my hands are tide when it comes to that prick."

"Worry not, I already had one of my slaves hunt him down, when the time comes the plan will come to fruition."

"About the Alien woman, we don't know what she's capable of, but she can control that gigantic structure, I also want that… but that'll make me too greedy."

"I treated you as my son before," the Death Sun said as he caressed the cheek of the Cryptic Sun, although he felt disgusted he made sure not to show it, "Nothing you ask for is too much. So if you want the Bastion, it shall be yours," the Death Sun added.

"As for the alien woman, her soul is unstable, we need to first help her stabilize it, to and I have an idea on how to do so. And after she does, we can easily capture her when she is weakened and use her life force as the second battery."

"Then what about the third sun?" the Cryptic Sun asked.

"That's where things become difficult," the Death Sun said as he looked up as if melancholic but at the same time resolute. "I had the thought of either using the Spawn Mother of the Rakshasa if she qualifies to the level of a Sun, otherwise I'll have to use the life of a good old friend of mine."

"The Fading Dusk?"

"Yes, he is the only one who I can converse with before swords get drawn, he might have an ear for an old friend. Who knows, he might even join us," the Death Sun said.

"I really don't think that's possible, that man is acting like a child and is doing whatever Shen Bao is asking him of," the Cryptic Sun added.

"That is because Shen Bao is a breath of fresh air in the life of a man who is overly bored, what would happen if you present the bored man with an entire new world that can exist behind this gate. He wouldn't care about a small fry Like Shen Bao since there are more important and more things to see."

"You know him too well I guess," the Cryptic Sun said.

"Why wouldn't I, he is technically my brother."