This was a considerablyrge Space Fragment. Although Chen Yu couldn''t precisely determine its size, the sight of at least a few hundred meters high mountain peak inside the Space Fragment made him realize he had hit the jackpot.


    This mountain peak must have once been an ind 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 meters high and branches extending out for several kilometers on either side.


    Between the two branchesy a not-so-small in valley that looked to be formed by river alluviation, and even a dried-up riverbed was visible on the in.


    However, there was no longer water on thisnd; the soil had long since cracked, and all nts 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 Fragment, Chen Yu could feel the cold that had frozen everything. Moreover, due to theck of water, the space only had the frozen ck and yellow soil without a hint of white ice or snow.


    There was nothing left here, only death and cold.


    Although it seemed quite deste, having such arge piece ofnd was already more than enough for Chen Yu, at least he didn''t need to worry about findingnd 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 Elemental ne, creating a mountain thisrge was not something 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 thend ready, all Chen Yu needed to do was to draw in air from the Wind Elemental ne, secure enough water from the Water Elemental ne, and bring in enough mes from the Fire Elemental ne 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 environment 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 Fragment, Chen Yu naturally wouldn''t waste time. With the power provided by the Spell Ritual, he "grabbed" this piece of Space Fragment.


    A raw, unprocessed Space Fragment like this could not be directly used to construct a Necromantic Space; first and foremost, its spatial structure was unstable. While the Space Fragment that Chen Yu obtained seemed quiterge, around its edges small pieces were continually breaking away from the main fragment.


    This was clearly uneptable; no mage would want his Mage Tower to be built in a space that couldpletely shatter at any moment. Therefore, the first thing Chen Yu needed to do was to stabilize the entire space to prevent it from breaking apart.


    Methods 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 Fragment 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 fragments, Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu, outside the warehouse, encountered a transcendental being who hade 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 ce 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 Method, he had grown ustomed 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 neer spoke with the brashness of a street hoodlum, sounding rather formidable, but Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu only nced 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 someone who could be dealt with easily.


    Although he had somehow 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 someone 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 merely 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 asmon 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 sh of the de 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 de.


    Despite this, the hooligan''s shirtfront and the gold chain around his neck were severed by Yasai''s de, leaving a bloody sh across his chest.


    "You resort to killing without a word of disagreement, isn''t the Tsuchimikado Family a bit too arrogant? Tokyo is still a society under the rule ofw, 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 ofw,ing so tantly to pry into someone else''s private property, it seems you''re knowingly breaking thew," 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 amotion on our turf, shouldn''t you give the Bluebird Group an exnation?" Pushing the hoodlum aside, the old man challenged Tsuchimikado Yoshiharu, "Causing trouble on the Bluebird Group''s territory, have you paid your protection fee?"