415: Chapter 415 Lu Yuan's Counterattack: Rebuilding the Execution Platform!

In the secret chamber of the back mountain of the Qingyun Dao Sect, the core of the Formation where the Spiritual Qi was most concentrated, the surrounding walls were engraved with countless complex Spirit-Gathering Divine Runes and Isolation Formations.

Lu Yuan sat cross-legged on a prayer mat carved from ten-thousand-year-old Warm Jade. The purple-gold Chaos Golden Immortal Law flowed around him like a physical substance, transforming into miniature purple-gold dragons weaving across his body.

With every long breath he took, the dense Immortal Qi in the secret chamber surged like tides, forming visible spiritual vortices that emitted a roar like a tsunami.

“Ji Wanli... a gold-rank assassin from the Xuantian Hall.”

Lu Yuan toyed with a crystal-clear Immortal Storage Ring between his fingertips, which he had obtained after slaying Ji Wanli.

His Divine Sense, like an all-penetrating blade, probed into it. Aside from the mountain of dazzling Immortal Crystals and bottles of precious Medicinal Pills sealed with vast medicinal power, several Jade Slips engraved with strange blood-colored insignias lay quietly in the corner.

The insignia resembled a bleeding skull, faintly emitting a nauseating Evil Qi. Inside, the assassination missions Ji Wanli had undertaken throughout his life were recorded in dense detail.

Sure enough, the latest mission record was boldly imprinted with the Divine Sense brand: 'Assassinate the Ancestor Qingyun, Lu Yuan.' Although the employer column used a highly sophisticated secret code and a Divine Soul concealment Formation, such methods were no different from a thief covering his ears while stealing a bell to the current Lu Yuan, who had advanced to the Golden Immortal stage.

He gave a cold snort, and deep within his eyes, a surging River of Karma suddenly emerged.

The power of the purple-gold Law followed the residual aura on the Jade Slip, tracing it upstream. Like parting a dense fog or peeling silk from a cocoon, it severed dozens of layers of false karmic threads on the periphery.

After a mere three breaths, the phantoms of two massive Immortal Sects, with Luck Golden Dragons circling them and soaring immortal light, flashed through his Sea of Consciousness.

“Taiyi Immortal Sect, Taixuan Immortal Sect... you really haven't given up yet.”

A chilling killing intent flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes, causing the temperature of the entire secret chamber to drop abruptly, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi instantly froze into fine ice crystals.

He had just ascended to the Golden Immortal stage and his Foundation was not yet stable. These two great Immortal Sects couldn't wait to hire an assassin. If not for his profound heritage and combat power far exceeding those of the same rank, he might have truly suffered a great loss during the period of weakness following the Tribulation.

“Since you've started this, don't blame me for finishing it.”

Lu Yuan was not someone who enjoyed being a passive target.

Since the other party had already drawn their sword, he would naturally reclaim the debt with interest.

However, he was also clear that the waters of Daluo Heaven were very deep.

As established overlords, the Taiyi and Taixuan Sects not only had old monsters at the Middle or even Late Stage of the Golden Immortal Realm presiding over them, but they might even be connected to Daluo Immortal Kings.

If he were to strike their doors without cause, it would be easy to leave himself open to criticism and might even draw the intervention of the Immortal King's Law Enforcement Teams, which would put him in a passive position.

“One must have a legitimate reason to deploy troops.”

Lu Yuan's knuckles lightly tapped his knee, making a crisp 'clack-clack' sound. His mind worked rapidly, and soon, a brilliant excuse surfaced in his heart.

“Taiyi True Immortal.” A cold smile curled at the corners of Lu Yuan's mouth.

This Taiyi True Immortal was originally the ancestor of the Yaochi Holy Land. He had ascended to the Immortal Realm a million years ago and was now serving as a minor manager in a certain mining area under the jurisdiction of the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

Previously, this fellow had even attempted to use a decree to trick the Yaochi Holy Mother and a group of Mahayana Stage Cultivators into going to the Immortal Realm to become mining slaves.

“Yaochi is my woman. Her ancestor is naturally my ancestor.

An ancestor being humiliated or even harmed in the Taiyi Immortal Sect—it’s only reasonable for me, as a Junior, to come to their door to demand an explanation and some compensation for mental distress, right?”

Having made up his mind, Lu Yuan immediately sent a voice transmission to summon the Yaochi Holy Mother.

A moment later, accompanied by a faint fragrance of lotus, Luo Li, dressed in a Flowing Cloud Immortal Dress, walked gracefully into the secret chamber.

The flowing cloud Formation patterns on her dress shimmered as she moved. She had now also completely stabilized her True Immortal Realm. Her skin was like snow, and her temperament was increasingly elegant and dignified, like a goddess from the Nine Heavens descending to the mortal world.

But in front of Lu Yuan, her cold eyes and brows instantly softened, and she unconsciously revealed the charm of a young woman.

“Husband, what are your instructions for calling me here?”

Lu Yuan took her soft, boneless hand and had her sit beside him as he revealed his plan in full.

After listening, a trace of complexity flashed in Luo Li's beautiful eyes. Her heart had long grown cold toward that Taiyi Ancestor. If Lu Yuan hadn't seen through the other party's scheme, the million-year Foundation of the Yaochi Holy Land would have likely been destroyed long ago.

“Husband's plan is excellent.” A look of resolve flashed in Luo Li's eyes: “Since that ancestor did not care for the life or death of the Lower Realm's lineage, then I naturally need not care for any ancestral ties.

Whatever husband wants to do, I will certainly cooperate fully.

A Sect senior being humiliated in the Taiyi Immortal Sect—as a Junior, I should naturally appear to be utterly heartbroken.”

Looking at how quickly Luo Li entered her role, Lu Yuan pinched her cheek with satisfaction: “My wife is indeed as clever as ice and snow. Go and prepare; before long, we shall head to the Taiyi Immortal Sect to pay our respects to the deceased.”

...

After Luo Li left, Lu Yuan did not remain idle. To perform a cross-domain curse-killing of a True Immortal, and to do it silently within the territory of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, ordinary methods would not suffice.

“It's time to upgrade the immortal execution platform again.”

With a wave of his sleeve, the space in the center of the secret chamber distorted violently, and a massive Artifact Refining Furnace, three zhang high and engraved with ancient artifact patterns, appeared out of thin air.

He poured out a massive amount of immortal materials and divine ores scavenged from Ji Wanli and the Profound Immortals he had previously slain.

“Clatter clatter—”

Multicolored immortal light instantly illuminated the entire secret chamber.

There was a head-sized piece of Astral Purple Gold floating in mid-air. Its surface faintly showed a miniature, vast galaxy slowly circling, emitting a heavy sense of spatial pressure.

As soon as a fist-sized piece of Nine Nether Netherworld Iron appeared, the temperature in the secret chamber plummeted again. Even the Ten-thousand-year Warm Jade prayer mat was covered in a layer of eerie black frost, as if it could directly freeze a Cultivator's Soul.

There was also the Void Source Stone, shimmering with a transparent luster. The space around it, due to the Laws it carried, actually showed subtle folds and fractures like ripples in water... every single item was a rare treasure that would cause a bloodbath in the outside world.

“Out!”

Lu Yuan flicked his finger, and two brilliant lights shot out from his fingertip.

One was the pure white but world-destroying World Purifying Heaven Burning Flame, and the other was the Nine-Treasure Glazed Flame, shimmering with nine-colored auspicious light and an aura of infinite mystery.

The two Heavenly Flames flew out together, expanding in the wind to become two lifelike giant fire dragons. They circled and intertwined at the base of the Artifact Refining Furnace, letting out deafening dragon roars as they burned fiercely.