Apart from exceedingly few items, everything in the Immortal Pagoda was refined by the supplemental grandmaster puppets. It was also Lu Yun’s greatest accomplishment thus far since arriving in the Hongmeng—creating puppets of this level. This displayed mastery almost on par with the eighteen Pills of Creation he refined.

Jin Naluo swallowed noisily and said no more.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be off.” Lu Yun rose to his feet and then reminded, “Ah, don’t kill that Blood King and Luminous King. Just let them hang there.”

Jin Naluo waved an impatient hand.

A tiny ray of purple light flashed across Lu Yun’s body, surrounding him and whisking him out of sight. It was the light of a transportation formation.

Jin Naluo sank into deep thought as he stared at where Lu Yun had disappeared.

“The Immortal Pagoda isn’t important to...