Lu Yun felt like he was staring down the barrel of a gun, if such things existed in this world. Anyone from the immortal world would be allowed to challenge him?

If it weren’t for Zhao Fengyang adding at the end that only cultivators qualified for the challenge—not immortals—he would’ve already thrown away the provincial seal and made a run for it. Even so, stress bore down on him. How vast was the world of immortals?

There were more geniuses in the world than carp in a river. And given the significance of the ancient lord’s legacy, all of the greatest factions in the world would dispatch their most talented geniuses.

In comparison, Lu Yun’s expertise lay in tomb raiding. He was no fighting...