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Although he didn’t know what grandfather, father, and daughter were seeking to accomplish, Lu Yun could pick out an astounding plot with its roots in the Primordial Era. It was something that the heavenly emperor had set into motion before he sealed his father into the burial mound.
Lu Yun wanted to stop him not for the sake of the greater good, but because he could see that he and the current World of Immortals were caught up in their scheme. He had to stop this from playing out, if only for his own sake.
God also wished for him to break the plot—it was why he’d sent Heavenfall. The weapon could kill any divine spirit.
Daoist Ingress hesitated after hearing Lu Yun’s words, but nodded when he saw Heavenfall in the young man’s hands.
“No wonder that old guy also gave me this before I set out.” Daoist Ingress materialized an ancient greataxe with a flip of his hand—Pangu’s Worldcarver!
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“Worldcarver? Isn’t it protecting the World of Immortals? What’s it doing with you?” Lu Yun gaped after seeing the weapon.
“There’s a spatial fissure here that leads to the World of Immortals. I stood at that fissure and hacked with Worldcarver for hundreds of years before I beat back those unknown creatures,” Daoist Ingress frowned. “My four swords can’t kill them, only Worldcarver can. I suspect that those creatures have something to do with the Jade Record of Creation, which means Worldcarver can destroy it.”
Hongjun, Pangu, and God had traveled together and borrowed the mountain god’s hand to take up residence in the Land of Reincarnation. They’d brought their greatest personal treasures of Worldcarver, Heavenfall, and the newly created Jade of Creation into their temporary abode to create the world of immortals.
Just as Yun Yi, the heavenly emperor, and Shu Yan set up their overarching plot, so did Hongjun, Pangu, and God have their own considerations.
The old guy that Daoist Ingress spoke of was Hongjun. He hadn’t said anything else about his plans as certain secrets were bound to be leaked once they were spoken of.
When God handed Heavenfall to Lu Yun, he’d only said that there was danger in the burial mound, so the weapon was for his protection. He also hadn’t said anything further.
When the two of them met beneath the chaos dirt, they quickly connected some dots and realized what else was at play.
It seemed likely that Hongjun had borrowed Pangu’s Worldcarver back in the day to bottle some aura from the Jade of Creation so he could create another one. Heavenfall could slay gods and Worldcarver could cleave through creation.
“Let’s go!” Daoist Ingress said without hesitation. He was well aware whose side he was on.
The two took up positions side by side as they descended through the dirt.
“Must it be like this?” came a mournful sigh. A figure in white appeared in front of them, blocking their way. It was a dashing young man who stood as if he was the center of the world, the favored son of heaven and earth.
Miao.
Or rather, Shu Yan.
Father of the primordial heavenly emperor.
Shu Yan had set up a plot to kill Lu Yun or have something possess his body. The latter hadn’t known what Shu Yan wanted to replace him with—well, he still didn’t know. But he could guess that whatever it was, it was nearby and ready to take action.
“Shu Yan, you and the heavenly emperor had some good tricks up your sleeve.” Daoist Ingress unsheathed his own sword instead of bringing out Worldcarver and leveled it at Shu Yan. “You were sealed here on purpose so you could absorb the presence of the burial mound, enabling you to perfectly blend into the surroundings so the structure wouldn’t expel you.
“Not only are you not grateful for Lu Yun saving you, but you scheme against him instead! Tsk tsk tsk, the times may have changed, but your inconstancy in loyalty remains the same.”
Shu Yan took a deep look at Daoist Ingress and sighed, “Yuyu, leave now. I will not make things difficult for you.”
“What about him?” Ingress was a dao title and Yuyu was his name. Very few people in this era knew of this name.
“Why ask a question that you already know the answer to?” Shu Yan responded. He summoned chaos dirt puppets with a casual lift of his hand. These ones possessed four heads and eight arms, and there were three hundred and sixty-five of them. They formed a peculiar formation layout around the two.
“Where has the heavenly emperor gone?” Lu Yun suddenly demanded. He’d sensed the heavenly emperor’s aura on Wei Lie when they met earlier. The two were plainly in touch, but since the heavenly emperor was an akasha ghost now, he wouldn’t plot against Lu Yun.
Shu Yan had taken over command of the plot against Lu Yun.
“The heavenly emperor?” Shu Yan shook his head. “He’s gone to where he should be. Yuyu, you only have yourself to blame if you insist on staying. Neither of you will be leaving here alive today!”
He lost his patience and sent the formation of chaos dirt puppets in motion with a flick of his hand.
Energy of wind, thunder, fire, and water gathered from all directions. Daoist Ingress watched them surge in with an unpleasant expression on his face. These were the most destructive out of all the powers beneath the heavens. Whether it was the five elements, origin elements, or any other strength—none matched up to the four that Shu Yan had summoned.
His own four swords were distilled from the essence of wind, thunder, fire, and water and housed by incomparably keen essence of metal. When his Formation of Immortal Condemnation was deployed, the four powers were free to rampage with abandon.
The formation of chaos dirt puppets unfolding in front of him was a different approach with the same effect. It was on par with the immense might of Daoist Instress’ Formation of Immortal Condemnation.
Shu Yan wanted him to leave not out of consideration for his safety, but because the man was worried that another versed in the formation would break it.
But then he realized that Ingress was here only in replica form, not primary body. Reassured, he set aside his reservations and activated the formation to kill both of them.
Daoist Ingress pointed at a spot in the air with his sword, detonating the void. Rays of sword light exploded out of the air and swiftly assembled into an august palace.
The palace was made of sword light and it shook as the power of wind, thunder, fire, and water pummeled it with attacks that resembled combat arts.
“Think of something!” Daoist Ingress looked on helplessly and scanned the great formation around them.
Lu Yun remained coolly composed with a hint of a sneer on his lips. He grasped at the air with an empty hand.
Boom!
The chaos dirt around them erupted with motion.
“Heh heh heh heh heh!!” he cackled, leering at the enemy. He was deploying Mastery of the Five Elements to its utmost and calling upon the power within the chaos dirt!