Chapter 1080: Quiet (1/2)

If there was anyone who Lu Yun could trust in this realm apart from Qing Yu, Ge Long, and a few others, that would be Fuxi and Wahuang. The latter would be hailed as Holy Emperor Wahuang in the future, savior of humanity in many times of crisis.

In the hearts of many, Fuxi and Wahuang were the symbols of their faith; Lu Yun was no exception. Even though he was the headmaster of the Dao Academy in the world of immortals and an existence worshipped by the beings of a realm himself, he’d always viewed himself as an ordinary human being.

The Wahuang in front of him was the real Wahuang. Whether it was feedback from the Tome of Life and Death, close inspection by the Spectral Eye, or the tiny strand of soul force in the sea of Hell Flowers—all confirmed that she was the prim and proper, and equally mischievous young girl from Mount Buzhou of the great wilderness.

She wasn’t the least bit surprised that Lu Yun could materialize the forms of the boxing methods upon his first exposure to the Myriad Inception Fist. He’d refined six chaos stars and possessed all six powers of the sacred palaces. She knew full well that he was a pawn with which the nine sacred lands wanted to destroy the worlds with.

The highest laws found within the chaos stars of the six dao palaces were the most fundamental orders of the chaos. Sharing the same root as the six sacred palaces, any who could refine all six highest orders of law would naturally be able to digest the Myriad Inception Fist.

However, no one had been able to refine all six orders since the dawn of existence; Lu Yun was the first. Wahuang had been aware of his situation the moment he turned himself into a sacred clan member and deployed the power of inception, which was why she’d decided to teach him the Myriad Inception Fist.

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“Is this the highest art of the chaos?” Lu Yun breathed out heavily and slowly opened his eyes. He found that after practicing the Myriad Inception Fist, many cultivation questions that’d blocked his progress had resolved themselves.

“No.” Wahuang shook her head. “The highest art of the chaos is the Dragonquake Scripture of the chaos dragons.”

“The Dragonquake Scripture?” Lu Yun stretched out his hand and condensed his knowledge of the Dragonquake Scripture, handing a ball of light to Wahuang.

She regarded it solemnly after receiving it, then gently crushed the ball into nothingness. She’d refused the gift.

“Why?” Lu Yun didn’t understand this decision. Qiu Luoyu hadn’t asked him for it before, and now Wahuang destroyed it after obtaining it.

“It’s not necessarily a good thing for the sacred palace to possess the Dragonquake Scripture.” Wahuang shook her head. “The current descendants of the chaos dragons are violent and cruel. They once slaughtered an entire world made of pure chaos currents in a senseless rampage. As the ultimate combat art of the chaos dragons, the Dragonquake Scripture will undoubtedly end up in their hands after it returns to Inception Palace. Once that occurs, we will no longer be able to restrain them.”

Lu Yun blinked, finally understanding why Leize allowed the three-eyed man to kill a sovereign of the chaos dragons after learning of the three-eyed man’s existence.

The current chaos dragons, or rather their descendants, were no kind souls at all. If it wasn’t for them being part of the sacred clan or their ancestors rendering great service to the chaos, Leize would’ve exterminated them long ago.

If Inception Palace managed to obtain the Dragonquake Scripture, they would have to return the combat art to the chaos dragons. Wouldn’t that race turn the chaos inside out then?

In that case, it was better if the Inception Palace didn’t possess the art to begin with.

As a sovereign realm expert, Wahuang possessed enough mental fortitude to not lust after the greatest combat art of the chaos.

“Alright, you better not let anyone else know that you have the Dragonquake Scripture. Killing someone for their treasure is a regular occurrence in the chaos,” Wahuang warned.

“Mm, I understand.” Something suddenly occurred to Lu Yun. “Ah, I’ve heard about a treasure in the sacred palaces called the soul lamps?”