"Master, this old undead codger is definitely crazy. Seeing he can’t beat you, he can only vent his anger on the old man in the sky!"
The Imitation Mirror floated to the side and couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Not necessarily. He’s at least a big shot, almost at the Emperor Realm. It’s impossible he’s gone mad..."
Ye Yun said calmly.
Since the Red Dust Supre hadn’t attacked him, he didn’t take any action either, just watched quietly to see what would happen.
"Red Dust Supre, you mustn’t!"
On a mountain peak, an ancient Supre’s expression turned agitated as he shouted loudly.
"Red Dust Supre, stop at once!"
Another Supre shouted.
Facing these voices, the Red Dust Supre completely ignored them.
The black mist above his head dispersed completely at this mont.
"Hahaha..."
The Red Dust Supre burst into laughter, his deanor sowhat crazed.
"Red Dust Supre, what kind of trick are you playing?"
The Imitation Mirror jeered.
"We Seven Supres of the Valley of Sky Burial—which one of us isn’t a Quasi-Emperor with terrifying cultivation base? In that distant previous epoch, we rampaged across the world, almost unmatched under heaven, and now we’ve been forced to this point by a little brat like you...
Hmph! You should feel honored!"
The Red Dust Supre looked at Ye Yun, his face alternating between green and red. Clearly, at this mont, his emotions were fluctuating violently inside.
"The previous epoch?"
Ye Yun was slightly stunned. So these old undying things had actually survived from the previous epoch until now.
That truly wasn’t easy.
He recalled how, in the previous epoch, when the Slaughter Blood Evil Sword descended into the world, it triggered a world‑ending great calamity that caused almost all living beings to fall.
Only a handful of peerless powerhouses barely managed to survive.
And these Seven Supres of the Valley of Sky Burial were precisely such powerhouses.
Ye Yun’s expression grew solemn.
Although these seven weren’t his match, the fact that they had lived this long alone earned a bit of his respect.
"Good grief, these guys have lived way too long, haven’t they?"
The Imitation Mirror exclaid.
"It is a bit long. Looks like they had so thods of their own to eke out a living here in the Valley of Sky Burial..."
Ye Yun smiled faintly.
The Red Dust Supre stared at Ye Yun, his eyes reddening as cold gleams flickered within.
"Back then, when the Goddess of Ancient passed by this place, she had to detour around it. And you, a re little Sword Cultivator nurtured by her, dare to be so arrogant. If I can’t kill you today, there will naturally be soone who can!"
The Red Dust Supre said coldly.
"Who can kill ?"
Ye Yun laughed heartily, feeling extrely cheerful at this mont.
He was just itching for a strong expert to co fight him properly.
"It is the one truly invincible under heaven, hahaha..."
The Red Dust Supre sensed sothing and suddenly jabbed a finger toward the void.
Rumble!
A peal of thunder suddenly rolled out from the void.
Thunder without clouds.
This bizarre heavenly phenonon carried a hint of eeriness.
Whoosh...
A bolt of white lightning fell from the void.
Its target—
was the Valley of Sky Burial.
This white bolt of lightning was several hundred zhang in diater, shooting straight at the Red Dust Supre.
And the distance between the Red Dust Supre and Ye Yun was less than a hundred zhang.
If it hit the Red Dust Supre, it would naturally hit Ye Yun as well.
"Master, this is Heavenly Tribulation!"
The Imitation Mirror stared at the white lightning and shouted loudly.
The white lightning radiated a terrifying aura.
"Go, swallow it!"
Ye Yun laughed and flung the Imitation Mirror in his hand out.
"Got it!"
The Imitation Mirror shouted and floated in midair.
It instantly beca incomparably huge, its black‑and‑white stripes writhing as they turned into a giant mouth that suddenly opened wide.
The white lightning bolt plunged into it in an instant.
At this mont, the Imitation Mirror’s surface area was tens of thousands of zhang across.
So that mouth of its was far bigger than the white lightning.
"What a powerful treasure mirror!"
The Red Dust Supre was utterly shocked, staring blankly at that massive mirror, his heart surging.
If they possessed this treasure, wouldn’t they be much freer when traveling in the future?
They’d no longer need that annoying black mist shrouding them.
"Old man, you really can talk. You know your Grandpa Mirror is amazing! To be blunt, among all the mirrors under heaven, if I take first place, no one dares claim second! Hahaha!"
Hearing the Red Dust Supre’s praise, the Imitation Mirror got a bit carried away and laughed loudly.
Rumble...
Thunder rolled again in the void.
The Red Dust Supre sneered. "Is that so? Don’t think it’s over just like this..."
A gigantic white humanoid silhouette suddenly appeared on the firmant without any warning.
His body was enormous, standing between heaven and earth, striking the eye with an intense visual impact.
But strangely—
no one else in the Divine Land could see this white silhouette.
It seed only the people of the Valley of Sky Burial could truly see him.
"Haha, the Heavenly Dao has manifested, finally showing a human form! You little mirror don’t know what’s good for you—swallowing the Heavenly Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao. Now your retribution has co!"
The Red Dust Supre laughed loudly.
His original intention had been to draw down Heavenly Tribulation to annihilate Ye Yun.
He hadn’t expected this mirror to be so bizarre as to actually swallow the white lightning, thereby enraging the Heavenly Dao.
This behavior was already a naked provocation toward the Heavenly Dao.
Even as a Quasi-Emperor, he didn’t have the guts to challenge the Heavenly Dao.
Perhaps only after reaching the Emperor Realm would one be qualified to butt heads with the Heavenly Dao.
"Holy crap, the Heavenly Dao actually ca out!"
Staring at that hazy white silhouette, the Imitation Mirror jumped in fright, shrank abruptly, and flew back toward Ye Yun.
"What are you coming back for?"
Ye Yun asked with a smile.
"Master, this is the Heavenly Dao. I’m not its match!"
The Imitation Mirror said in panic.
"Alright then, just stand by and observe the enemy formation from the side for now!"
Ye Yun smiled faintly, his expression unchanged.
He could naturally tell this little mirror was deliberately playing weak.
The Imitation Mirror was an unknown treasure with limitless possibilities.
Maybe it had so unspeakable concerns, that’s why it didn’t dare casually reveal its true strength.
As for that—
Ye Yun didn’t particularly mind.
Every treasure and every Divine Pet in the warehouse, he regarded as his own children.
After all, these little fellows were loyal to him to the core.
He liked that.
"Little Sword, this Heavenly Dao—is it different from the Heavenly Dao of the Cangnan Continent?"
Ye Yun raised the Heaven-Slaying Sword and quietly asked in secret.
"It is indeed different. This Heavenly Dao—
is even stronger!"
The Heaven-Slaying Sword said excitedly.
In its life, its favorite thing to do was cutting down heavens.
Though it hadn’t cut down many Heavenly Daos, that hobby had never changed.
"Go stab it!"
Ye Yun laughed and suddenly hurled the Heaven-Slaying Sword with great force.
As the Heaven-Slaying Sword flew, it released a terrifying Super Divine Dragon Breath.
This unique Super Divine Dragon Breath could only be sensed by the Heavenly Dao. Even a Quasi-Emperor Level powerhouse like the Red Dust Supre couldn’t detect it.
The white silhouette of the Heavenly Dao incarnation had just raised a finger, about to point down, when it suddenly saw a sword streaking toward it.
The Super Divine Dragon Breath of the Heaven-Slaying Sword instantly filled it with terror.
The white silhouette hastily withdrew its finger, spun around, and transford into a white streak of light, fleeing straight toward the Deep in the void.
Its speed was simply too fast; in almost an instant, it completely vanished without a trace.
The Heaven-Slaying Sword stabbed at empty air.
"Master, this Heavenly Dao chickened out!"
The Heaven-Slaying Sword said secretly.
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