One night had passed since Lu Yun entered Iron Pagoda Mountain. Its sudden disappearance raised the attention of powerhouses in the distant capital of Profound Wing Empire. Numerous rays of sword light cut across the sky—all from heavyweights above combination level.

Combination experts covered thousands of kilometers in one breath. It’d only been a little over twenty minutes since the mountain disappeared, but dozens of rays of sword light descended upon the scene.

“Where is the Iron Pagoda Mountain??” boomed a middle-aged man.

Terra Demon creased his thin, silver brows.

“It turned into a flying sword and flew away,” Lu Yun responded when he sensed killing intent rise in Terra Demon. The young man no longer fought alone in this world. There was a massive Lu Clan behind him as well as a Darklake Empire. If the slightest hint of anything...