Chapter 1203: You Need to Work Hard (1/2)

The moon was an ultimate treasure that three kings of Mangcang Mountain had crafted using everything at their disposal. It was meant for use in the world of immortals, and even Lu Yun wasn’t certain of how strong it was.

If it hadn’t been for the abyss materializing in the chaos and swallowing the moon, it would’ve crushed a hundred Zhuo Bufans.

Of the five hellfires, the three that weren’t the Hadal and Netherdark Flames had just grown from being an ember, so they couldn’t release overly strong power. In addition, the Sanguine Flame was a special hellfire. It had to devour Lu Yun’s own immortal force in order to develop. Only through the increase of his own cultivation would it continue to mature.

The remaining Nihil and Abyssal Flames only needed to be infused with the power of merit from the Karmic Tree to steadily improve.

“It’s up to you then.” Lu Yun gently caressed the moon floating in the air. The abyss had tamed it into one of his treasures; only a simple thought was required to deploy the fearsome energy within.

However, if it appeared in the Hongmeng, that would draw attention from Mangcang Mountain and trouble would swiftly come knocking.

Regardless, there was no other option available given the current situation. Not only did this matter have to do with a hundred million lives residing in Redbud City, but it also had to do with the survival of him and the little fox.

The tide of beasts would arrive in three days. He and the little fox wouldn’t be able to get too far in that amount of time. They wouldn’t make it out of Redbud Plains even if he deployed the Boundless Step with everything he had.

The plains were too big and the incoming hordes too great. When they arrived, they would cover the sky and earth. Nothing could escape—their only hope was to defend the city to their last breath.

Shame. Though I can open the gates to hell and return to the world of immortals through it, I won’t be able to come back here because it’s a real world. Lu Yun thought wistfully.

Hell was also developing and had exceeded the sophistication of the world of immortals. However, it couldn’t leave any spatial coordinates in the third realm since it had yet to reach the Hongmeng’s level.

Over the next three days, Lu Yun fully called upon all of his supplemental arts and enjoyed unfettered access to the Redbud treasury. Formation after fearsome formation flew out of his hands and landed in all corners of the city. They were proper Hongmeng level formations, not ones of the world of immortals.

Thanks to the dao fruit of his past self, his mastery over the supplemental paths had long since reached the Hongmeng and soared to terrifying heights. It would be no hyperbole to call him a grandmaster of supplemental daos. Unfortunately, this level of mastery was useful only in the Hongmeng, where he could utilize the greatest treasures of the realm.

There’d been many in the mythological realm who exceeded the chaos. Of them, those who landed in the common or superior realm of the Hongmeng were too many to be counted. There were even some who’d been made kings!

Thus, Lu Yun’s current realm in the supplemental paths wasn’t too out of the ordinary.

The frightening aspect of supplemental grandmasters lay in that they could deploy strength that was an infinite times greater than their frail bodies. In the Hongmeng, even the weakest grandmaster was a walking cannon.

This was also Lu Yun’s greatest assurance in coming to the third realm.

“If I can locate the dao fruit of my future self, perhaps my cultivation will rise to peak inferior realm—placing me in the sovereign realm.” He swallowed another pill and calmly restored his internal energy.

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Three days passed by very quickly, and the horrific tide of beasts arrived on schedule.

The mammoth Redbud City, an enormous metropolis as large as a sun star, seemed incredibly minuscule in comparison. To avoid being attacked from multiple directions, the city had landed on the ground and firmly put down roots. Lu Yun strongly suspected that if it was possible, Jian Wenhe would’ve had it burrow completely beneath the earth.

Lu Yun and the little fox were standing side by side on the city walls, watching the surging hordes. Lu Yun’s brows knit tightly together.

“This tide of beasts isn’t just passing by. They’re here specifically for Redbud City,” he noted.

Zhuo Bufan was marshaling the city cultivators for various defensive maneuvers. Though he was a bumbling fool, he was a hundred times better than the city lord in Lu Yun’s eyes. At least the buffon knew what to do and when.

A variety of arcane and divine beasts made up the tide that stemmed from deep within the Redbud Plains. Lu Yun couldn’t identify the end of the swarm no matter how he looked. Most of the arcane beasts were in the inferior and common realm, but there were so many of them that a lower cultivation realm didn’t matter anymore. They turned the purple skies and plains into a murky gray.

Quite a few superior realm beasts ran with them as well.

“Mmhmm.” The little fox nodded slightly. She showed no trace of her usual flippancy—only gravity was on her face behind the mask.

“Let me send you back,” Lu Yun suddenly said.

“What, you want to wash your hands of your responsibility now?” She looked sideways at him.

Lu Yun almost choked on the unexpected response and hacked a cough. “It’s too dangerous here.”

“I won’t be able to come back here if I go down. Hmph, I need to keep an eye on you for Qing Yu’s sake! What will Qing Yu and I do if you find another woman?” The little fox refused to let up on this crooked line of reasoning.