This was a considerably large Space Fragnt. Although Chen Yu couldn't precisely determine its size, the sight of at least a few hundred ters high mountain peak inside the Space Fragnt made him realize he had hit the jackpot.
This mountain peak must have once been an island rising from the seafloor, as breakage marks could still be seen at the base of the mountain, with traces of sandy beaches remaining around it. The mountain took on an L-shape, with a main peak several hundred ters high and branches extending out for several kiloters on either side.
Between the two branches lay a not-so-small plain valley that looked to be ford by river alluviation, and even a dried-up riverbed was visible on the plain.
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However, there was no longer water on this land; the soil had long since cracked, and all plants and animals had long since perished, leaving no trace.
Because there was no water or air, the entire space was dead silent and had also lost all temperature. Even without entering the Space Fragnt, Chen Yu could feel the cold that had frozen everything. Moreover, due to the lack of water, the space only had the frozen black and yellow soil without a hint of white ice or snow.
There was nothing left here, only death and cold.
Although it seed quite desolate, having such a large piece of land was already more than enough for Chen Yu, at least he didn't need to worry about finding land to fill his Necromantic Space.
Even though the Multiverse Universal Necromancy Spell Compendium stated that necromantic spaces could be built by obtaining soil from the Earth Elental Plane, creating a mountain this large was not sothing that a Certified Necromancer like himself could handle—he could at most create a small mound, which was impressive enough if it was big enough for his Mage Tower.
Now that he had the land ready, all Chen Yu needed to do was to draw in air from the Wind Elental Plane, secure enough water from the Water Elental Plane, and bring in enough flas from the Fire Elental Plane to warm up the entire space.
After all, the Necromantic Space was for his own use; Chen Yu was still a living human being and couldn't survive in an environnt without water and air. Fire was also necessary; otherwise, the space would be too cold and, even though Undead creatures might not mind, they would still be frozen into statues.
Now that he had finally found an appropriate Space Fragnt, Chen Yu naturally wouldn't waste ti. With the power provided by the Spell Ritual, he "grabbed" this piece of Space Fragnt.
A raw, unprocessed Space Fragnt like this could not be directly used to construct a Necromantic Space; first and foremost, its spatial structure was unstable. While the Space Fragnt that Chen Yu obtained seed quite large, around its edges small pieces were continually breaking away from the main fragnt.
This was clearly unacceptable; no mage would want his Mage Tower to be built in a space that could completely shatter at any mont. Therefore, the first thing Chen Yu needed to do was to stabilize the entire space to prevent it from breaking apart.
thods to stabilize the spatial structure were, of course, also recorded in the Multiverse Universal Necromancy Spell Compendium. There were even fourteen different structural forms to ensure that, regardless of the type of Space Fragnt a Necromancer encountered, they could mold and shape it at will to fit their desired form.
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As Chen Yu began working on stabilizing the structure of the space fragnts, Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu, outside the warehouse, encountered a transcendental being who had co to spy.
After all, no matter how you put it, the noise caused by the ritual Chen Yu was performing was quite significant. Whether it was the negative energy converging towards this place or the earth's veins being mobilized, both were enough to attract the attention of other transcendental beings.
"Who goes there? The Tsuchimikado Family is conducting business here, so please do us the favor of stepping aside," said Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu as he revealed his identity while also gripping his samurai sword tightly.
Ever since he had adopted the Dark Warrior's Cultivation thod, he had grown accustod to using a sword, and tonight, worrying that there might be a fight, he had brought his sword with him.
"The Tsuchimikado Family? What's that? Get lost if you know what's good for you, I am with the Bluebird Group!" The newcor spoke with the brashness of a street hoodlum, sounding rather formidable, but Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu only glanced at him and paid no further mind.
The guy was just an apprentice who had barely grasped a hint of supernatural power and hadn't even heard of the Tsuchimikado Family. He was simply soone who could be dealt with easily.
Although he had sohow acquired a smattering of knowledge about transcendental beings and possessed slightly more power than the average person, at best he was only capable of strutting around on the streets, just a beginner apprentice, not soone Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu took seriously.
"Nothing but a street thug, Yasai, cut him down," Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu ordered his Shikigami with an air of disdain, but in reality, he had already tensed his muscles, warily surveying his surroundings.
Although only one hooligan had appeared before him, the heavy air around was telling Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu that this was rely a small scouting pawn.
As a sword master from the Edo Period, the number of people Yasai had killed might not match those who found killing as common as eating during the Warring States Period, but his prowess still made him worthy of his title. With just a motion of supporting his katana with his hand, a whip-like flash of the blade shot towards the hooligan's head, intent on beheading him in one strike.
However, just as Yasai's sword was about to hit the hoodlum, an arm suddenly stretched out from behind him, grabbed the hoodlum by the shoulder, and instantly pulled back, barely avoiding Yasai's blade.
Despite this, the hooligan's shirtfront and the gold chain around his neck were severed by Yasai's blade, leaving a bloody slash across his chest.
"You resort to killing without a word of disagreent, isn't the Tsuchimikado Family a bit too arrogant? Tokyo is still a society under the rule of law, after all!" said an old man dressed in traditional white hunting attire and garbed like an Onmyoji in a sinister tone, appearing behind the hoodlum with one hand still resting on the hooligan's shoulder, obviously the one who had pulled him back.
"Since you're aware that Tokyo is still a society under the rule of law, coming so blatantly to pry into soone else's private property, it seems you're knowingly breaking the law," Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu retorted, although he had no expectation that a few words would make the old man retreat. He was only trying to stand on moral high ground.
"Heh heh heh, be that as it may, this area is the Bluebird Group's turf. With you making such a commotion on our turf, shouldn't you give the Bluebird Group an explanation?" Pushing the hoodlum aside, the old man challenged Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu, "Causing trouble on the Bluebird Group's territory, have you paid your protection fee?"
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