Reeling from the damage to the Dao Flower, Lu Yun spewed up a mouthful of blood.

While everyone had expected the crimson-furred monster to target him, it’d instead pierced the flower with a thrust of its spear. Although the projection still hovered in the air… there was no hope left for Lu Yun to refine and integrate it within him even if he were to successfully weather the tribulation.

On the flip side, many took pleasure in his misfortunes as they recovered from the shocking turn of events. Such an outcome both delighted and relieved the mind. After establishing his dao, Lu Yun most likely would’ve obtained a legitimate mandate from the world to reinstate the ancient immortal court.

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“Kill!” the crimson-furred...