“What is it?” asked a frowning Tailong when he saw Lu Yun’s reaction.
The young man mutely shook his head, operating formula dao anew. He didn’t come to any answers.
Tailong’s frown deepened, but he didn’t press for an explanation. The World Heart was a place that threatened even empyrean supremes. Being just a peak grand supreme, he wasn’t willing to overly antagonize the area.
“You better not travel to the World Heart before you ascend to grand supreme,” he suddenly said. “Although you possess the life form of a grand supreme, you’re not a real one. The World Heart will be too perilous for you prior to reaching grand supreme.”
“I know,” Lu Yun nodded. He surveilled the Firmament Prison with reluctance, trying to find a trace of its core essence that Yun Yi might’ve overlooked.
Sadly, he came up disappointed and empty-handed. Yun Yi’s style was to take every conceivable possibility into account. Since she’d decided to have Lu Yun travel to the World Heart, she wouldn’t leave any trace of the ruins’ core essence behind.
The Firmament Prison had become Tailong’s training grounds. No supreme or order cultivator would dare seek their fortune in this forbidden zone.
“Go on then. When you return alive from the World Heart, you should have the right to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with us. You will truly campaign through the realms then.” Tailong waved Lu Yun off.
“Campaign through the realms… Do you mean the war between the camp of order and the camp of disorder?” Lu Yun asked subconsciously.
“The stand-off between order and disorder is an objective opposition, not a matter between living beings. You’ll understand when you see it. The world is big, much bigger than you think. Go now.” With Tailong’s next wave, the scene changed in front of Lu Yun—he’d left the Firmament Prison.
Lu Yun stood over Huangpang major world and frowned in the direction of the ruins. He remained silent for a very long period of time. Out of all the peak grand supremes that he knew, Tailong was the most mysterious. He was also the least known by people—no one knew his background.
Even Yun Yi had only reached an agreement with him later on.
“Lu Yun, I’ve waited a long time for you,” sounded a chilly, stilted voice. Lu Yun cocked his head to see a smear of pale gold next to him.
The nine clawed golden dragon.
He was the strongest among grand supremes—even a bit stronger than Cen Sui. However, the latter was now stronger than the dragon after traveling to the tomb of the empyrean supreme.
“Whatever for?” Lu Yun smirked.
“Cen Sui is one of yours?” the dragon almost spat through ground teeth.
“C’mon, let’s go take a look at Huangpang.” Lu Yun’s smile deepened and he jumped forward, dashing into the major world close at hand.
Huangpang had become another world of immortals; the Immortal Sect was the strongest faction on it. These days, Huang Pang and Mo Fei were hailed as its leaders. The two cultivated immortal dao and had become true grand supremes.
While they were initial grand supremes, that cultivation level reigned supreme among the current chief worlds.
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The one million grand supremes that’d died in the tomb of the empyrean supreme and Disordered Sea were a severe loss to the chief worlds. Huang Pang and Mo Fei were able to return to being grand supremes because of this—the realm needed new ones.
It was an era in which blood flowed and opportunities abounded. Lu Yun could even become a grand supreme during these times if he wished to. It was why Tailong had said that he should set out for the World Heart after he became a grand supreme. It wouldn’t take him too long, not in this current period.
Huangpang was an extraordinarily prosperous and uncommonly strong world. A newly constructed city in the major world, Honored Dragon City, saw an endless succession of immortals streaming to and fro from it.
Yes, immortals.
Immortals had been previously trapped in the World of Immortals and too frightened to step out of their home. But now that the realm owned three thousand major worlds in the realm, it was the strongest faction in the chief worlds. That bestowed sufficient courage for immortals to stride out of their home and visit other worlds.
In a moderately sized restaurant that served surprisingly exquisite fare, Lu Yun and the nine clawed golden dragon sat in disguise. They filled the table with orders of sumptuous dishes and stared outside the window, listening to the strains of conversation about them.
“Are you searching for an opportunity to become a peak grand supreme?” Lu Yun casually raised after an unknown period of time.
“Yes,” the dragon nodded. “That maggot Cen Sui is almost one himself and he works for you now?”
“That’s his own fortune, it has nothing to do with me. I can’t help you become a peak grand supreme.” Lu Yun first nodded, then shook his head. He knew why the nine clawed golden dragon had come looking for him. The dragon was one of the strongest in the chief worlds, but he’d been stuck at his cultivation level for too long.
It was why he’d constantly changed identities, flitting from the Moran Clan to the dragons. He was limited to the dragons now, however, and unable to transform into other races anymore.
“You can!” He stared fixedly at Lu Yun. “Give me the azure dragon ancestral god’s command of creation! I’ll immediately break through to peak grand supreme if I have it!”
“And why should I do that?” Lu Yun shrugged. He picked up his wine cup and drained its contents.
“Because I can help you find what you want in the World Heart!” the dragon enunciated carefully. The two of them were close to either grand supreme or peak grand supreme. No one else could hear their conversation.
Lu Yun put down his wine cup and regarded the dragon with a frosty look. It wasn’t common knowledge that he wanted to head to the World Heart, yet the nine clawed golden dragon had so easily spoken of it.
“I naturally have my own aces if I dare come looking for you.” The dragon smiled at the young man’s expression.
BOOM!
A heaven-shattering explosion rang out as an enormous hand descended from the sky. It pounded one of Huangpang’s cities flat with a simple slap.
“So you’re still alive, Huang Pang, Mo Fei… Since the two of you never died, you can die today!” A sonorous voice thundered from the firmament while the hand continued to smash toward the major world’s capital city. It was a grand supreme, another incomparably mighty grand supreme.
Lu Yun’s lips curved in a chilly smile. The city that the hand had just destroyed was mostly populated with immortals from the World of Immortals.
