/
Most important was that Wei Lie was the forefather of the Divine Feathers, at the very least an empyrean supreme himself. But he used “honorable” when referring to Mo Yi!
The honorable mistress!
Usage of this honorific entailed an eyebrow-raising degree of respect.
“There is no need to ask further about the honorable mistress,” he hastily cut off Lu Yun when he saw that the young man had more questions. “My true spirit has already left the tomb. This is just a memory fragment. It doesn’t know much, so it’s pointless to ask.”
Lu Yun blinked, then nodded. Many seemed to know Mo Yi’s background, but they weren’t willing to speak of what they knew. It wasn’t out of desire to avoid a taboo topic, but because they wanted to protect her.
“So the primordial heavenly emperor is indeed scheming against me.” Lu Yun’s expression darkened. The man really was much more than he appeared!
Yun Yi’s plots likely contained traces of her father’s influence. Even now, Lu Yun had absolutely no idea what the father and daughter duo wanted to accomplish.
If it wasn’t for the Tome of Life and Death compelling his instincts to draw the emperor into an akasha ghost, he would be gradually locked into an impossible struggle. Even if he was able to break free of the setup targeting him, it would be a pyrrhic victory.
To add to his troubles, Lu Yun had to face another plot as well, one from Miao!
Miao had never trusted Lu Yun. If he wanted to keep his secrets and prevent his identity from being revealed, he had to take the only option available to him—kill Lu Yun and Chu Xun!
Only the dead kept permanent secrets.
Additionally, Lu Yun saving him from the seal created an insurmountable karmic tie. Only when Lu Yun died could Miao escape the requirement of having to pay a life for a life.
Yet, everything that the young man displayed in the tomb made it difficult for Miao to find an opening. That was why he turned to scheming elsewhere and slowly retracted the net, wanting to use others to kill Lu Yun and Chu Xun.
What made Lu Yun uneasy was that all he knew was there was still something else waiting for him. He knew nothing more.
“I can’t speak to the honorable one’s identity. This is farewell.”
Thud!
Wei Lie turned back into a black skull and fell heavily to the ground.
“Do you know who he is? He’s the thing that was sealed in front of the doors to the ancient burial mound,” Lu Yun quickly asked. He remembered that the owner of the tombstones had voiced a name—Shu Yan.
But the tombstone with his name had occupied his attention then, so he hadn’t thought that the reborn Miao was another threat.
“Shu Yan?” Jin Huo nodded. “Let’s call him Miao for now. He’s very dangerous. Although he’s not an empyrean supreme, he has the strength of one. The heavenly emperor suffered unrecoverable injuries when he sealed Shu Yan here.”
She paused and suddenly thought of something. “Of course, it could also be an act put on by that father and son pair.”
“Father and son?” Lu Yun blinked, then gasped, “Shu Yan is the son of the primordial heavenly emperor?!”
Jin Huo shook her head. “Shu Yan is the heavenly emperor’s father. That’s why I say all of it might be an act.”
Lu Yun nodded with a rueful smile. It was seriously impossible for him to grasp the thoughts and intentions of the truly great.
“Shu Yan must know that his son has become an akasha ghost, but he still schemes against me. That’s proof enough that father and son aren’t of one heart,” Lu Yun murmured.
Find the original at bit.ly/3iBfjkV.
Rumble—
A violent trembling shook the withered world. Something seemed stir and Lu Yun felt a surge of vitality.
“Finally, freaking finally! Took it long enough to show itself! Oi! Oi oi oi! That hurts! Don’t hit me, don’t hit me!!” A tattered figure burrowed out of the ground—no, it’d been… kicked out?
Lu Feng!
Lu Feng, Qing Buyi, and Chen Xiao had come as soon as the tomb of the empyrean supreme opened. However, Lu Yun had yet to catch sight of any of them in his journey throughout the tomb.
So they’re here!
Lu Yun’s expression shifted slightly with this development. A powerful will had exploded from the tomb when it was opened, calling out to all of the geniuses in the chief worlds and compelling them to come here despite themselves.
He’d felt the same summons after he became a supreme, but he’d forced it down. The strange will appeared at random times after that, but he no longer felt it after arriving at the tomb. With that tremendous rumble, he felt an urgent compulsion once again. If the Tome of Life and Death hadn’t evolved another step further, he would’ve immediately lost his sense of self and fallen under the control of another.
“This is bad!” Jin Huo gasped. “That thing’s coming to light! Use Heavenfall to seal off the gap!”
The power of darkness was receding from the world after the dark empyrean supreme’s departure, so the Master of Darkness was losing its effectiveness. All Lu Yun could rely on now was the spear in his hands.
It’d been a very meaningful gesture for God to send Heavenfall to the tomb.
Hummm.
Lu Yun threw soybeans into the air to summon one thousand and eighty golden armored warriors. Even without the Master of Darkness, he still fought with the strength of a peak grand supreme thanks to God’s weapon.
One thousand and eighty peak grand supremes spontaneously blocking the entrance intimidated everyone in the tomb. While they were called to the tomb by the will, they wouldn’t come under its control as long as they didn’t enter the major world.
“Elder brother, what is that?” Lu Yun walked up to Lu Feng with Heavenfall in hand.
Lu Feng peered blearily at him. “You, wha, you, who? Er, respectable peak grand supreme, who are you? Why are you calling me your elder brother?”
Lu Yun had changed his appearance with the Shapeshifting combat art and the ripples of a peak grand supreme shifted over his body. Not even Lu Feng recognized him, especially when his younger brother was just a sequence cultivator when he entered the tomb. Ascending to peak grand supreme in such a short period of time was out of reach even for spacetime travelers!
Lu Yun waved the spear around.
“God’s Heavenfall? You’re… you’re Lu Yun?” Lu Feng blanched. “Man, what a perverse genius. You’re nuts. Eh, oh, the Jade Record of Creation is below us, the ultimate treasure from the five supreme orders! It’s the treasure of the primordial world of immortals!”
“The Jade Record of Creation?!” Lu Yun’s voice went an octave higher. “Isn’t that in the World of Immortals?”
The Jade Record of Creation was the ultimate treasure of immortal dao and had revealed itself during the battle of the Sovereign Rankings. It was now in Qing Yu’s hands, but there was one here too?
“Sister-in-law’s Jade Record of Creation is formed out of the energy of this one. Hongjun made it, and it’s not worth even a scratch of the real one!” Lu Feng spoke rapidly. “There seems to be a treasure spirit within it though, and it’s slowly evolving to a dao form. We have to subdue it, or it’ll be a cataclysmic disaster for you and immortal dao!”
Lu Yun noticed that Lu Feng had said something before this—the primordial world of immortals.