Chapter 424: Might of the Sword Atlas (1/2)

The voice wasn’t loud, but all the cultivators present were powerful enough to hear it.

“Someone’s in there!”

“You in there, surrender the ancient legacy!” They hollered demands with eyes glinting of avarice, wanting nothing but to make the legacy their own. Here in the land of darkness, ancient legacies granted cultivators an edge over everyone else and could make them the leader of a small group.

The ‘immortal light’ had just faded, so the heritage must have just been unearthed and not yet refined. They still had a chance to lay hands on it!

Though there were countless burial mounds and thus inumerable legacies here, that didn’t mean everyone could acquire one.

……

“Ancient legacy?” Lu Yun paused. Ah, he finally knew what was going on.

Over the past ten days, he’d refined a thousand and eighty flying swords into a sword atlas. At the precise moment the atlas was completed, it’d sent sword energy soaring into the sky, unimpeded by even the mountain over his head.

“Er, all of them are spirit realm cultivators. It seems that a lot of things have happened during my closed door cultivation.” Lu Yun took a good look at the cultivators outside. They’d all formed their nascent spirits, and the strongest of them had ascended to the transformed spirit realm.

“A little life core cultivator. It’s rather fortunate for someone of your level to have survived to this point!” The cultivators sighed in relief when they checked Lu Yun’s cultivation.

It was fortunate that whoever had discovered the legacy wasn’t as perverse as the little nun. This young man wouldn’t be a threat, no matter how talented he was. Only geniuses could’ve survived to this point. Even if the young man had great potential, his lackluster cultivation meant he’d fallen behind.

“He’s latched on to the thigh of Lu Yun’s dao partner,” someone mocked when he saw Lu Yun’s befuddled face. “Tsk tsk, no wonder he’s survived to this point.”

“Lu Yun’s dao partner?” Deadpanning, Lu Yun turned and looked at the little nun.

Her face was pale from narrowly dodging the previous attack, but she straightened her back and flashed a proud look when she heard the cultivator’s words.

Lu Yun slapped his forehead.

“Master, why are you still in the life core realm?” Yuan Tong pulled a long face.

“Since when did I become your master?” Lu Yun glowered. He hadn’t planned to make the gorilla his spirit pet; it’d simply been a useful mount on the Ingress Path.

He hadn’t even thought about looking for the gorilla once they’d arrived in the central world. Why would the spirit monster return to him and call him master? Was he such a masochist that he wanted to be someone’s ride?

Yuan Tong pulled a pitiful face.

“So you’re Qing Yu’s Sidekick, the one who killed many contestants before reaching this round!” someone recognized him.

In the last stretch of the Ingress Path, Lu Yun had fought the divines and thrown many of them into the Blood Sea, earning himself a formidable reputation. Many had thought he must’ve already recovered to his peak and become one of the greatest in this land, but… here he was, still a core realm cultivator.

“Ten lords are more than enough for this world. We don’t need another leader… Kill him!” growled the transformed spirit realm cultivator.