Lin Fan entered the Underground World. Two Burial Kings were there, one of them wounded-the very man he had helped.
"Thank you, Burial King, for lending your aid and sheltering the countless lives of Imperial Pass."
"Such a trifle hardly bears mentioning. Compared to your slaying Qu Zhong, fellow Daoist, what I did was nothing," Burial King Huo Heng said.
His domain bordered the Border Wasteland. When the Golden Gourd descended that day, it had been smashed apart, and he himself had nearly perished.
Had Lin Fan not intervened and killed Qu Zhong, there was no telling what price this realm would have paid to repel the invaders.
Thus, by sheltering the people of Imperial Pass, the Burial King had repaid a karmic debt.
"There is something I would trouble you with, fellow Daoist. Please bury these two broken bodies in the Burial Earth, in the hope that they might revive one day."
Lin Fan explained why he had come. With a sweep of his sleeve, the remains of a man and a dog appeared. Both had fatal wounds to their heads, with scarcely a trace of their primordial spirits remaining.
"That is easily done!" Burial King Huo Heng immediately summoned his subordinates, who used a secret technique unique to the Burial Zone to bury the man and dog in all-things soil.
However, he could not guarantee whether they would become Burial Scholars, how long it would take, or in which epoch they might awaken.
There was no helping it. The primordial spirits within the two corpses had been annihilated too thoroughly. Even an Immortal King wielding mighty arts had only gathered a few residual imprints.
"It's fine, so long as there is hope." Lin Fan was in no hurry. Being buried in the Burial Earth might even prove an