Chapter 588: Heavenly Tribulation (1/2)

“Easily done.” With a smile, Ashu swore a solemn oath upon the world.

Lu Yun let out his breath. For those who’d reached Ashu’s realm, what they feared most was the world itself. Their every word and action brought about corresponding reactions from the world. To betray this kind of oath was to be sentenced to death by the universe itself.

Therefore, these powerhouses would never casually swear such an oath.

Thus reassured, Lu Yun taught his breathing method to Ashu. When the holy lord tried to breathe in accordance with the technique, a trace of delight appeared between his brows.

“Anyway… since we’re done here, I’ll be taking my leave!” Lu Yun sighed imperceptibly with relief, ready to bolt.

“Not so fast!” Ashu stopped him. “I must stay by your side and go out with you. Mmm... being near you feels very comfortable.”

The aura of hell emanated from Lu Yun, after all. While a living dead, Ashu was inherently a creature of the netherworld and thus naturally attracted to hell’s presence.

For his part, Lu Yun belatedly recalled the first condition Ashu had mentioned earlier: departing the underworld with him.

“Suit yourself.” He nodded. “You can stay with me, but don’t go causing me problems. The world of immortals is vast and there are many little-known powerhouses hidden within its corners.”

“Hehehe!” Ashu bobbed his head quickly like a pecking hen. “I know about them. Without them, the world of immortals would’ve long since been destroyed.”

Lu Yun looked at Ashu, but the holy lord declined to elaborate. He rubbed his forehead at the absurdity of the situation. At the same time, his previous trace of anxiety had somehow vanished without a trace after teaching the breathing method to Ashu.

……

“It’s Lu Yun! He’s finally come out!” When Lu Yun appeared in the underworld’s outer reaches, his presence was immediately noticed by the mausoleum keepers. A dense crowd immediately surged in his direction and surrounded him. Meanwhile, three gold-clad holy lords descended from the sky above, immense greed and yearning plain on their faces.

After a young lord had been killed by Lu Yun’s cannon, his men had circulated the human’s appearance through the underworld so that mausoleum keepers could recognize him at first glance.

“Lu Yun, this seat can spare your life if you hand over the Panorama of Clarity.” This particular holy lord’s eyes almost shone with tangible light as he stared at Lu Yun, trying to detect the presence of the Panorama on him.

As for Lu Yun, he could tell that these three holy lords were far weaker than Ashu. His new sidekick looked identical to a living person in all respects, whereas not even the Spectral Eye was required to see that these three holy lords were living dead.

“Why waste your breath? Just seize his soul and be done with it!” Another holy lord reached out for Lu Yun’s head.

Bang!

A dark-golden ripple flashed through the air and decimated the holy lord’s right arm into fine powder.

“Who?!” The three holy lords finally noticed the presence of someone else standing beside Lu Yun.

“Aren’t you three trash quite something?” Ashu sneered. “How dare you try grabbing one of my own from right beneath my nose?”

As his words fell, dark-golden ripples of light spread from his figure, causing the three holy lords to stiffen at the sight.

“Yo-you’re a powerhouse from the depths!” The three backed off, eyes previously shining bright golden now a pale white.

“Open the barrier!” Ashu ordered, his voice grim. “Or I exterminate your entire clan!”

The three holy lords hesitated.

“We refuse!” one of them suddenly roared back. “You might be a powerhouse from the depths, but what does it matter? For us, the Panorama of Clarity is a matter of—”

Bang!