Chapter 1908 – Courting Death

“After you, Myriad Treasure Grand Supreme.” Lu Yun’s smile deepened when he looked at the grand supreme with a look of faux awkwardness. “The two formations are connected to my life force. I won’t die if you break them, but I’ll be horribly injured.

“You can give it a try and see if that’s enough basis for the nine clawed golden dragon to kill you.” The young man waggled his finger. “I’m sure he will keep his word if supremes or high supremes attack me. He won’t be angry or take any revenge. But right now, he also needs an opportunity to prove that he’s the strongest in the chief worlds. He doesn’t need a legitimate reason, just an excuse.”

Sikong Myriad Treasure glowered ferociously up in the sky, but Lu Yun continued to casually incite his rage.

“Therefore, easy pickings like you should do what’s good for you and open up your dao palace. Bring out your treasures or there will be only one end in store for you.

“Death! And a very, very ugly death at that.”

“You little bastard!” The grand supreme finally flew into a rage.

Grand supremes were the strongest beings in the chief worlds, the pinnacle of cultivation. They were no different from gods in the eyes of ordinary souls. Although Lu Yun could kill high supremes with one blow, he was still an ant to grand supremes.

Would an ant dare threaten a grand supreme?!

Sikong Myriad Treasure was indeed thinking of withdrawing; he didn’t want to take these issues up with Lu Yun anymore. But to think that the impertinent brat would threaten him at this time! The brat was forcing him into action!

If the Myriad Treasure Grand Supreme didn’t kill Lu Yun today, his reputation would be irrevocably ripped to shreds. With the spirit paper also mainstream in the chief worlds, its influence reached so far that it would make him the laughingstock of the realm.

A keen light glinted in his eyes as he stared fixedly at the young man below him.

“As I thought, Sikong Easy Pickings wants to strike, but doesn’t dare to. He wants to leave, but doesn’t dare to. Pfft.” Lu Yun curled his lip and fractured the ground beneath Starcatch Tower with a casual wave. Another river of treasures streamed out of it and flowed into the dao palaces next to him.

It was a visually daunting scene and marked the final end of Starcatch Tower’s branch on Darkstar major world. Apart from a few luckier cultivators out on missions, only Sikong Myriad Treasure was left of its illustrious ranks.

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“Go, go, hurry up!” A horrified Rising Sunriver delegation hastily fled Darkstar with Princess Jiang Lu Yun. Locating the princess’ enemy wasn’t important anymore.

They knew that Lu Yun had started with Starcatch Tower because the faction didn’t take tangible action against Rising Sunriver. After he was done with the merchant company, they were probably next. The high supreme that he established his fearsome reputation with was the strongest Rising Sunriver representative in Darkstar. Given his usual style, he was certain to turn his attention to Rising Sunriver after he was finished with Starcatch Tower.

As unwilling as Jiang Lu was, she had no choice but to lay low when faced with a “brash imbecile” like Lu Yun. She already had an enemy on Darkstar and had failed to locate her despite nearly turning the major world upside down. Now with another god of slaughter on her tail? She had to run.

After Rising Sunriver retreated without a fuss, so did the remaining grand supremes look at each other and slip away. It would be too humiliating if Lu Yun came knocking down their front doors after he took care of those who’d recently offended him. They also had a clear grasp of the situation—if the nine clawed golden dragon truly made up his mind to kill the remaining grand supremes in the chief worlds, there was nothing anyone could do about it.

Being supremes, they knew the dragon’s secrets well—he was no dragon at all. He didn’t care about the dragon race, and if it wasn’t for the Moran woman suddenly bringing out the Master of Darkness that year, even the Moran Clan would answer to another now.

He’d taken possession of the nine clawed golden dragon born out of the dragons’ worship. The unknown being would already have the dragons if not for the azure dragon ancestral god being alive and Leize suddenly coming back to life.

Therefore, he didn’t care about the dragons in the slightest. Any threat involving them wouldn’t move him, but he could and would destroy factions with grand supremes. He’d already done so before.

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“Hmph!” Sikong Myriad Treasure’s chest heaved as a light flashed past his forehead. A dao place that was one hundred and eight floors tall appeared in front of Lu Yun.

One hundred and eight floors for one hundred and eight levels of sequence! One hundred was the stuff of legends, but it was simply the requirement to become a grand supreme immediately upon exceeding sequence.

Grand supremes were myths in the chief worlds.

Pavilions, terraces, and airy halls abounded outside the golden dao palace. This was a tangible, minor world.

Rumble—

The palace doors opened.

“My dao palace is here, dare you enter?” Sikong Myriad Treasure intoned with displeasure.

“Whyever not?” Lu Yun barked with laughter and set foot into the dao palace.

Its one hundred and eight floors were the hallmark of sequence, but there was only one floor inside. A vast sea ebbed and flowed within. It would seem that Sikong Myriad Treasure’s sequence was the dragon race’s sequence of the sea.

While the world of sea dao sequence belonged to the dragons, they didn’t forbid outsiders from training in their sequence. Seeing as how the dragons were outwardly strong and inwardly brittle, they also had no say in who wished to cultivate sea dao.

Starcatch Tower was a merchant company that traded with many factions. They had a deep partnership with the dragons, so it wasn’t untoward that Sikong Myriad Treasure cultivated their sea dao.

After Lu Yun set foot into the dao palace, the grand supreme raised his head and coolly addressed a corner of the void, “Nine Clawed Golden Dragon, are you going to attack me now?” He stared fixedly at the corner with his hands clenched tight, ready to erupt with a fatal blow at any time.

“There’s no need,” the dragon shook his head. “I might not be able to save him if you smited the lad to death with one palm strike. But since you decided to court death and let him into your dao palace..”

He sighed softly and bestowed a pitying look upon Sikong Myriad Treasure, who blinked with surprise.

Whoosh!

Black flames erupted in the void and set the dao palace on fire. A massive vortex churned in the middle of the sparkling golden ocean—Ruina.