Lu Yun raised an internal eyebrow. The core essence of the six dao palaces of highest order? He’d already given it to the Myriad Spirit and Firstspirit Supremes. Who would’ve thought that Yun Yi, one who’d exceeded supreme, would also want it?

Thus, the young man shook his head. “Let us talk with our fists. I’m also curious what kind of methods the legendary figure of the chief worlds is capable of.”

“Yun Yi, are you here for your three little concubines?” Lu Feng snorted before Yun Yi could respond. He was also here in his primary body and he waved around a large folding fan gilded with gold—his personal treasure. He looked at Yun Yi with cruel amusement.

Yun Yi tilted his head. “I didn’t take you to task for bullying my dao partners, but here you are, mocking me. Do you really think you can do...