Chapter 645: The Feet of the Cauldron (1/2)

Soft white light flared from the luopan as it slowly incorporated the tribulation into itself. Gray flakes drifted to the ground—the last of the impurities of the feng shui compass.

Since Lu Yun was not yet an immortal, his current abilities were insufficient to refine perfect treasures, even with the help of the three immortal flames. The heavenly tribulation, however, could take care of that last step for him.

……

The clouds dispersed following the conclusion of the heavenly tribulation, and the crystalline body of the luopan remained glowing softly in midair.

A supreme-grade treasure!

Lu Yun couldn’t discern what level it was, but it was undoubtedly a treasure more powerful than some supreme-grade or dao-grade treasures!

In the eighty thousand years of history marking the current world of immortals, treasure rankings ran from first to ninth. Only treasures refined by dao immortals and supreme-grade treasures surpassed ninth rank.

Since the world hadn’t yet had enough time to develop, and exceedingly few records on refinement had been unearthed from the ancient tombs, ‘supreme-grade’ was more of a general concept than anything.

Treasures that transcended ninth rank were collectively referred to as ‘supreme-grade treasures’, but differences in strength still existed. There was just no clear classification in the current world of immortals. Perhaps there had been one in the Primordial Era, but it hadn’t been passed down.

“So this is the demon warding treasure that Lu Yun mentioned?” The Exalted celestial emperor and Zhao Wushuang stood side by side from afar, marveling at the compass that glowed with soft radiance. Although they didn’t sense any demon warding abilities from the treasure, it did indeed exude a mysterious presence.

It even felt like they were looking upon a separate realm when they looked at the treasure, as if what Lu Yun had created wasn’t a treasure, but the prototype of a world.

……

Hum.

A ripple undulated through the void as an enormous black hand probed out from the center of the imperfection. Wreathed with dense dao immortal strength, it grabbed straight at the feng shui compass. The nearby energy of the land scattered as it moved, forming a perfect vacuum around the hand.

This was the might of an all-out attack by an ancient aether dao immortal!

Ge Yanxia!

She’d made her move right after the feng shui compass had passed its tribulation. So enormous that it blotted out the skies, the black hand swiped ferociously at the treasure.

“You must have a death wish.” Lu Yun looked at Ge Yanxia’s fleshy hand, a flash of viciousness streaking through his eyes. Black electricity crackled to life around him as he called upon the black thunder bead hanging on the Karmic Tree. It was the mutated lightning he’d absorbed from Zhao Wushuang’s tribulation, and it’d lain untouched after he smacked Dongfang Hao with a few bolts.

This thunder bead was different from the silver one he’d distilled before. The silver bead had constantly exuded a strange aura, even if Lu Yun didn’t draw upon it. The black one, however, hung quietly on the Karmic Tree when not in use, emitting nothing to be detected.

But with Ge Yanxia unexpectedly intervening and wanting to make off the feng shui compass, Lu Yun activated the thunder bead without hesitation—it was time for a painful lesson!

“Leave it to me.” Qing Yu laid a hand on Lu Yun’s shoulder right before black thunderbolts ripped out with a fury. “That bead is your trump card, so now’s not the time to use it… I’ve got this!”

Silver iridescence scattered from her as she spoke, instantly dying her long black locks silver. Stars appeared in broad daylight, and the boundless dazzle of the cosmos poured down upon her from the sky.