“Sir Lu Yun?” His daydreaming didn’t go unnoticed by the immortals following behind. They mustered their courage to hesitantly come forward.

“Is the interior of the celestial master tomb behind this wall?” The immortal that was speaking was a monster spirit immortal of the ten lands, and he looked at Lu Yun with intrepid eagerness.

The young man nodded in confirmation.

“Aha! Please, feel free to rest for now. Leave the wall to us!” The monster peerless immortal peered at the human youth with a hint of ingratiation.

Lu Yun had drawn a formation of heaven and earth for Zhao Zhicheng with the most casual of gestures. If he could get the human in a good enough mood, perhaps he would also be given one.

“Leave the wall to you?” Lu Yun blinked twice...