“Alright, so we head to the Immortal Pagoda!” Qing Yu laughed gaily.

Compared to the aloof and remote Hopeless Major, the Immortal Pagoda was the home that Lu Yun had forged in the Hongmeng. She’d wanted to move there a long time ago.

The Dao King’s machinations were her perfect chance to extricate herself.

The Yin Yang and Profound Kings looked at each other. The Immortal Pagoda? Then the page boy really was the Immortal King. Then… it was apparent who the Immortal Illusion King was—the Intrance King?

“Immortal King!” Profound took a deep breath and called out Lu Yun’s name. “If we shy away from battle, doesn’t that fail to live up to our power and prestige?”

“Do you want prestige or do you want to live?” Lu Yun swept...