220: Testing Lu Yuan, ten thousand souls enter his dreams!

Lu Yuan refined it without hesitation.

Although he had the Indestructible Dao Body and Chaos Body for protection and was confident in his invincibility among his peers—even able to preserve his life under a Void Immortal—it was never wrong to have an extra trump card.

Finally, he refined several Fruits of Myriad Laws to further increase his affinity with the Laws of Heaven and Earth.

As each divine fruit entered his stomach, the aura around Lu Yuan became increasingly deep and restrained.

If one did not deliberately investigate, he would seem like a Mortal without any cultivation, having returned to a state of simplicity.

But if one sensed carefully, they would find that he seemed to merge into one with this world, every movement containing an inexplicable dao charm.

"Whew..."

Exhaling a mouthful of turbid Qi, Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to contain the birth and death of galaxies.

"It's about time."

With a thought, he sent out a strand of Divine Thought.

A moment later, a brilliantly colorful butterfly appeared out of thin air in the hall.

This was Lu Yuan's personal divine pet, a Mahayana Middle Stage Primordial Royal Race member—the Cloud Silkworm Immortal Butterfly, Huan Meng.

"Master," Huan Meng bowed respectfully.

"Huan Meng, a guest will be arriving shortly."

"Lurk in the shadows and wait for my command. Be ready at any time to execute the Great Dao of Dreams to lead them into a dream," Lu Yuan instructed.

"Yes, Master." Although Huan Meng didn't know who was unlucky enough to be targeted by her master, she obediently concealed her form, turning into an inconspicuous butterfly resting on a pillar.

Under the pincer attack of Huan Meng's Great Dao of Dreams and his Formless Heavenly Demon Art, combined with his prior knowledge of the opponent's mental flaws, Lu Yuan was absolutely certain he could handle the so-called Myriad Soul Heavenly Venerate.

The chen hour.

Footsteps were heard outside the hall.

"Old Ancestor, the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley requests an audience. He says he has returned from gathering herbs and has important matters to report," the voice of the gate-keeping Disciple came through.

A hint of playfulness flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes: "Let him in."

Soon, an old man wearing green Daoist robes with white hair and beard stepped into the hall.

This person was indeed the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley, a respected Alchemy Great Master in daily life.

But at this moment, deep in his eyes, there was an imperceptible coldness and dullness.

"Disciple pays respects to the Old Ancestor!" The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley bowed. His attitude seemed respectful, but Lu Yuan keenly captured the fleeting scrutiny and killing intent the moment he lowered his head.

"Rise. I heard you have important matters to report?" Lu Yuan sat on the main seat, his expression calm as if he hadn't noticed any abnormality.

The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley stood up, his face showing a perfectly timed eagerness and excitement: "Reporting to the Old Ancestor! During my trip to Nanling to gather herbs, I unexpectedly discovered a legendary Nine-Tribulation Soul Infant Grass on the outskirts of a Primordial Fierce Nest! This grass already has nine tribulation markings and is the main ingredient for refining the Nine-Revolution Soul-Returning Pill. It is priceless!"

"However... there is an Early Mahayana Stage Primordial Vicious Beast guarding that fierce nest. My cultivation is low, and I didn't dare to act rashly. I could only return to report to the Old Ancestor, pleading for the Old Ancestor to take action and seize this divine medicine!"

He spoke with great emotion and logic.

The Nine-Tribulation Soul Infant Grass was indeed a rare treasure.

Moreover, an Early Mahayana Stage Vicious Beast was exactly the kind of bait that was "worth the effort and not too dangerous" for the Ancestor Qingyun.

This Myriad Soul Heavenly Venerate had certainly gone to great lengths to lure him out of the sect.

Lu Yuan sneered inwardly but put on a very interested appearance: "Oh? Nine-Tribulation Soul Infant Grass? If such a thing truly exists, it is indeed worth a trip for this seat."

Hearing this, a flash of joy appeared in the depths of the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley's eyes.

He bit the hook!

As long as he could lure Lu Yuan out of the range of the Azure Cloud Sect's grand array and into the ambush he had set up outside, with the methods of this split soul and the Soul-Locking Grand Array he had secretly arranged, he would surely catch Lu Yuan off guard. However, before he could celebrate for long...

Lu Yuan suddenly changed the subject, leaning forward slightly, his gaze piercing into the other's eyes like two sharp swords: "However, this seat is quite curious."

"How did you, a Refining Void Stage existence, manage to escape unscathed from under the nose of a Great Ascension Stage Vicious Beast and bring back the information? Could it be... that Vicious Beast is your family pet?"

The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley was startled, not expecting Lu Yuan to be so sharp. But he was, after all, an old monster who had lived for countless years; he reacted quickly and hurriedly explained: "Old Ancestor, please understand! It's because I have a treasure that conceals my aura, and the Vicious Beast was sleeping at the time..."

"Is that so?"

The corners of Lu Yuan's mouth curled into a strange arc, and his voice suddenly became ethereal, as if coming from the horizon and echoing in the heart: "Myriad Soul Heavenly Venerate, since you are here, why hide? Isn't it beneath your dignity to act through the body of a junior?"

"What?!"

The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley's face changed drastically. He never expected his disguise to be seen through from the very beginning.

Since he was exposed, he stopped pretending.

"Jie jie jie..."

A burst of hair-raising, eerie laughter came from the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley's mouth. His temperament changed instantly, his whole body emitting dense black Qi, and his eyes turned into pitch-black vortexes.

"Lu Yuan, you indeed have some skill."

"To actually be able to see through my split soul disguise."

Myriad Soul Heavenly Venerate controlled the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley's body and said sinisterly, "However, since you've found out, I don't need to bother with that anymore."

"Today, I will test you right here, the so-called number one person in the Eastern Wilderness, to see just how much you are worth!"

After saying that, a terrifying Soul Power fluctuation belonging to the Early Mahayana Stage erupted from within him, and he was about to strike.

However...

Lu Yuan remained in his seat, not moving an inch.

"Want to strike? Why don't you take a nap first?"

Before his voice faded...

Huan Meng, who had been lurking on the pillar, suddenly flapped her wings.

"Dream Realm Descent."

An invisible and intangible Dao fluctuation instantly enveloped the entire hall.

That was the Mahayana Middle Stage Great Dao of Dreams, impossible to guard against.

Myriad Soul Heavenly Venerate only felt the scene before him suddenly distort. The original hall disappeared, replaced by a world of gray mist.

"Illusion? Petty tricks!"

Myriad Soul Heavenly Venerate snorted coldly, his Soul Power vibrating as he tried to break through this dream.

But just then, Lu Yuan's voice rang out again.

"Formless Heavenly Demon, Heart Demon Guide."

Deep in Lu Yuan's eyes, it was as if a demon god was whispering.

He operated the Formless Heavenly Demon Art, directly triggering the most secret and fragile chord deep within Myriad Soul Heavenly Venerate's heart.

The scene changed again.

It was no longer mist, but a grand and somber Soul Clan hall.

On a high throne, a figure with an absolutely terrifying aura was coldly looking down.

That was the Great Heavenly Venerate of the Soul Clan, and also the Void Immortal ancestor of the Soul Clan.

And below the throne, two people were kneeling.

One was him, Myriad Soul Heavenly Venerate, and the other was his elder brother, who suppressed him in every way and was hailed as the hope of the Soul Clan—Hun Fanxian.

"Myriad Soul, you have disappointed me too much."