“If fellow daoist wishes to have formula dao, you may have it,” rang out Lu Yun’s voice as soon as Dongfang Mo finished talking.

“Aren’t you heavily injured and unable to leave the altar?!” Dongfang Ao gasped when he saw Lu Yun shimmer into existence.

“This isn’t his primary body, just an extraordinarily sophisticated replica that appears real.” Dongfang Mo saw through Lu Yun’s bean soldier with a quick glance.

Lu Yun’s primary body couldn’t leave the altar of immortal dao because he currently relied on it for survival. But since he’d recovered a bit more from his injuries, he could operate a few death arts—such as bean soldiers.

After he deployed the bean soldiers, he began exploring this marvelous world of sequence and naturally came across Ruina Immortal Nation. He’d overheard Dongfang Mo’s conversation with his disciple, and...