Flames of three different colors swirled in Lu Yun’s hands. The Emerald Mistfire, Lucent Voidfire, and Daevic Skyfire blazed with waves of heat, sending a series of minute changes through Dongfang Hao’s face.

Swoosh!

The three immortal fires surged and created a great barrier around Qing Yu, keeping the gray current flowing from the transformed Sword of Chaos at bay.

“The Dao Flower was in the Firmament Prison, which is where you acquired the Sword of Chaos. That makes you somewhat of a dao sovereign.”

Clang!

A black jar landed before Lu Yun with a whip of his right hand. The demonic energy it contained flooded into his body, propelling his cultivation level to that of a void-ascended immortal.

“The Demonic Sovereign...