Chapter 267: Only Dead Idols Are Worshipped (1/2)

Even those of the Jiangchen Clan were shocked by their empyrean immortal’s orders. Lu Yun had singlehandedly ensured the Dao Flower’s bloom just now by resisting a heavenly tribulation, slaying the long-haired monsters, and destroying the bloodstained white paths. His feats benefited all of life and humanity. How dare the empyrean immortal want to capture him?

“Heh heh heh….” The immortal naturally noticed the expressions of his surrounding peers, to which a hateful grimace spread over his face. “Lu Yun and those four up there? You think they’re doing a favor for everyone, for all cultivators in the world? What about us immortals? With the path repaired, there’s a new void realm… once cultivators ascend to immortality from the void realm, they’ll be far stronger than us older immortals.”

The void realm offered an opportunity to peek into, understand, and even fuse oneself with heaven and earth. In a sense, it refined the self more closely as a part of creation!

This wasn’t something that current immortals had experienced. So when contemporary cultivators became immortals, they would indubitably be far stronger than their senior brethren. It was very much possible that even the brightest immortal geniuses would be no match for the new stock!

His words drained the blood from the others’ faces. The cultivation path was repaired, but they were all already immortals! They hadn’t experienced the void realm themselves! When their juniors attained immortality, they would inevitably be washed away by the new tide!

A metaphorical bucket of icy water doused their hearts, and when they next looked at Lu Yun, they did so with hatred burning in their eyes. The amazement and joy from the Dao Flower’s bloom had utterly vanished. No one wanted to be eliminated by the times; the gathered audience collectively snapped awake to the full implications of the situation.

“And it’s not just that.” The Jiangchen empyrean immortal smirked evilly. “Those four monsters left behind four black axes. They’re sure to contain their race’s secrets! The nine celestial emperors are trying to break past dao immortal realm right now, so I’m sure more of those monsters will come…. The axes—including the one Lu Yun’s holding—should be handed over to Their Majesties!” The immortal grew continuously more excited, finally concluding in the end that Lu Yun was a villain hellbent on destroying the world.

“Li Wushang, are you speaking on behalf of yourself or your clan?” A stylish youth in high spirits and dressed in silks stepped forward out of the crowd. “Tsk tsk. When we fought last year in Dusk Province, you were just transformed spirit realm. It’s been barely eighteen months, and now you’re part of the Jiangchen clan? And an empyrean immortal too, hmm? Such marvelous achievements!”

Disdain curled at the corner of his mouth. “Come to think of it, Li Wushang, aren’t you from the Sword Scrutiny Sect in Enlightened Major? Found new masters, have you? I suppose you’ve changed your surname too. Well? Are you sowing strife here for your own gain, or for your clan?” The youth pressed forward with every word.

“Mo Chenfeng!” Li Wushang colored when he saw who the newcomer was. He’d been in attendance during the great tournament in Dusk Province, and the other youth had been his opponent. Both geniuses were proud and talented, but Li Wushang had lost by a hair’s breadth.

Back then, Mo Chenfeng had developed a friendly appreciation for Li Wushang. It perplexed him all the more that he now found his erstwhile opponent utterly transformed. The fact that Li Wushang had borrowed outside power to become an immortal especially upset him!

“Enough prattling. Go, seize these wretches!” Unwilling to be dragged into an argument, Li Wushang called for backup.

“Yes, sir!” The Jiangchen immortals charged forward without hesitation. Nearly a hundred of them rushed Lu Yun and the others.

“Young master, come back!” The immortals behind Mo Chenfeng paled, scrambling to their young master’s aid. The hundred or so Jiangchen immortals had all sealed their cultivation to empyrean immortal realm, but when they fully exerted themselves, they were far stronger than their ordinary peers. Not having expected such a decisive attack, Mo Chenfeng flew backward in a hasty retreat.