At the Ancient Cang Divine Court.
Cang Jiulong sat on the Divine Court's throne, looking down with a face so dark it seemed ready to drip water.
Li Yun had guessed right.
Cang Jiulong often stayed away from the Ancient Cang Divine Court, spending long stretches in Ancestral City. Beyond deliberately suppressing the other eight city lords in his bid to rule Ancestral City alone, he had also meant to leave the Ancient Cang Divine Court looking vulnerable and lure Li Yun into striking.
To make that apparent vulnerability a more tempting trap,
he had deliberately left plenty of Sage Constant Divine Medicine in the Divine Court's treasury, along with no fewer than sixty-seven pages of the Illusory World Book, which Li Yun had long dreamed of obtaining.
Cang Jiulong had been confident.
If Li Yun dared come, Cang Jiulong could rush back to the Ancient Cang Divine Court at once and intercept him, leaving him no way out of the inescapable net he had laid.
But he had never imagined
that, for all his calculations, he had missed one thing.
Li Yun's skill at creating illusions.
Never in his dreams had he expected Li Yun, armed with only the Eternal Scripture, the World-Shocking Book, and some pages of the Illusory World Book, to conjure an illusion in the Ancient Cang Divine Court powerful enough to affect even Late Sage Constant experts.
The Late Sage Constant experts Cang Jiulong had secretly stationed to guard the Divine Court's treasury had all fallen into the illusion without realizing it.
And so Li Yun had swaggered in and stripped away every piece of bait Cang Jiulong had left behind!!
It was nothing less than a resounding slap in the face.
Given the prestige Cang Jiulong now enjoyed in Ancestral City, that slap had