Li Yun could not figure it out. He could not figure it out at all.
He had pushed the Plane Authority he wielded to its limit, yet he still could not find a single trace of Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.
It was simply unbelievable.
Unimaginable.
He knew there were probably only two explanations for this.
Either Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin was something someone had made up, a figment of the imagination that did not exist at all.
Or Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin was far beyond anything he could imagine, beyond the level his current Plane Authority could reach. Even if it had appeared before, he could not use his authority to uncover the traces it had left behind.
If it was the former, then it was just a farce, nothing worth mentioning.
But if it was the latter, that was terrifying.
What kind of existence could surpass the Plane Authority he wielded now?
Li Yun had no time to dwell on it.
The Ancient Immortal Church Master, Primordial Immortal Lord, Lord of Eternal Immortality, and Lord Haotian were already teleporting toward him.
Li Yun looked up at them, his expression calm. He had no intention of avoiding them.
There was no need.
With a Fifth-Rank Divine Image and high-level Plane Authority, he could face the four of them head-on. If they pushed him far enough, killing all four was within his power.
Here in the Eternal Immortal Domain, he could now declare without hesitation: this is my turf!
On my turf, I don't care who you are. If you're a dragon, you coil up. If you're a tiger, you lie down!
That was how domineering he was!
The Ancient Immortal Church Master and the other three arrived on the meteorite where Li Yun stood.
They were trembling,