Chapter 737: Treasure Spirit (1/2)

Lu Yun sighed softly as he looked at the resplendent pearl in front of him. Though the primordial immortal emperor had owned the Immortal Subjugation Seal, he’d never actually used it to control immortals. All of that had been hearsay; he’d used it only to light the Sol Truefire.

He didn’t make use of the opportunity to manipulate immortal dao after obtaining the Dao Tree either—he’d protected this cancerous tumor so that it wouldn’t be exploited by others.

Lu Yun seemed to understand a bit of the immortal emperor’s mindset at this moment. The man had hardly gone willingly to his death. He’d only been one small step away from lighting up the heavenly palace and forging a world that could forever guard the immortal dao, an immutable existence like hell.

…….

“So your ultimate goal wasn’t to have Little Yu’s poison curse exterminate the immortal dao. Your true goal was this,” Lu Yun suddenly spoke aloud. “You purposefully brought the immortal emperor to us last time so that he would see us, that he would glimpse new hope and voluntarily sacrifice his will to tame the Sol Truefire.”

“Correct.” Lu Shenhou’s softly chuckling form materialized in the void. “He’s the first to experience all four realms of the immortal dao since it’s creation, and the strongest immortal since the inception of the immortal dao.

“The Primordial Era—as it is referred to today—was the most prosperous age of immortal dao after its founding. In fact, I almost witnessed again the roaring heyday of human dao in the Primeval Era.”

Lu Yun shook.

“He was a great man. We thought we’d destroyed the foundations of immortal dao after severing the path of cultivation. The decline, withering, and corruption of immortal dao was inevitable—or so we trusted. We hadn’t factored on an immortal emperor singlehandedly safeguarding the immortal dao and bringing such vitality to the world of immortals that it almost cast light on the entire multiverse.”

Lu Shenhou sighed with emotion. “The immortal dao wasn’t severed only a hundred thousand years ago, so how can a tree grow when its roots are destroyed? But somehow, that immortal emperor did it.

“He reconnected the path with his strength alone and made it whole again. However, he also died in that great war a hundred thousand years ago… so of course the immortal dao broke again.”

Lu Yun listened without a word.

“What a pity he wasn’t perfect in the end. He had far too many flaws in his heart.” Lu Shenhou grinned with great satisfaction. “He always thought that the immortal dao he knew was less than that of olden times, that his cultivation was yet to reach that a primeval human lord. Little did he know that his era was actually the period in which immortal dao was the strongest, and that his level had long reached parity with those human lords.

“We only needed the smallest of the tiniest, most insignificant ant to plant the seeds of defeat deep within his heart. Once it germinated and took root… nothing could save him then.

“And then he failed.” Lu Shenhou summoned the blazing pearl with a gentle beckon, which transformed into a tiny ember when it landed.

“And you happen to be precisely his opposite. Your heart is so strong that it’s almost flawless. You never faltered from the belief that the present will triumph over the past. We only had to let him see you and sense your conviction. After that, he would manifest of his own volition to tame the Sol Truefire like a good little boy.”

Smugness colored his tone.

“Right there is where you’re very wrong.” Lu Yun let out a long sigh. “I have my weaknesses, and there are many… The most serious of which is my soft-heartedness.”

Lu Shenhou paused. “What?”

“I’m too soft-hearted...” Lu Yun shook his head. “Do you really think I’d let someone who cherishes all of life sacrifice himself after coming face-to-face with him?”

“You mean to say that you can resurrect a dead man with your pathetically tattered hell of human dao?” Lu Shenhou scoffed. “That might have been possible when the human Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak ruled over reincarnation. He determined life and death, but he too would find his hands tied now if he came back to life. He wouldn’t be able to bring the immortal emperor back either.”

“Hahahaha!” Lu Yun burst out laughing, letting loose like he’d heard the funniest joke in the world. “The Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak ruled over reincarnation, you said? He could determine the life and death of all with a single thought? Even he wouldn’t be able to bring back the immortal emperor? Hahahaha!”

Lu Shenhou silently stared at madly cackling Lu Yun.

“If this is the case, why did the great emperor die?”

Lu Shenhou’s eyes widened at this question.