That was the story of how Lu Yun found himself in an alliance with the little nun. Like she’d said, there was strength in numbers. Many of his death arts were restricted here, so Lu Yun had to be careful as well.

This year’s Sovereign Meet had attracted practically all of the genius cultivators in the world. Even reclusive heavyweights had sent their proteges to participate in the tournament. Competition was much fiercer than it had been in the Dusk Tournament three years ago.

Lu Yun was fortunate enough to own the Tome of Life and Death and rule over hell, but he never for one moment felt he was the only one with such luck.

There would always be a greater talent in the world.

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Seven days...