“That’s it?” Haidong Lin rubbed his eyes fiercely. It’d been less than three hundred breaths from the moment Lu Yun raised his hand to the moment he completed his work.

In the span of just three hundred breaths, the husk of a Karmic Tree that Lu Yun had put away stood on the premises once again. The enormous burial mound in front of Mount Tai vanished, simply leaving the collapsed mountain behind. All traces of the trio’s presence were gone.

The Curse King looked on grimly. Lu Yun would never reveal his full capabilities in front of his enemy. What the young man was demonstrating already, however, was matched by very few.

“It’s done,” Lu Yun nodded. “All we need...