Lu Yin didn't rush to attack. He pointed at the ground beneath him. "Do you know what this is?"
Great Master Lan Ye looked at the bamboo slips beneath Lu Yin's feet, his gaze flickering. "I'm not mistaken. It's the Spring and Autumn Jian."
Lu Yin pointed at Qian Shu. "Do you know him?"
Great Master Lan Ye glanced over. "The Spring and Autumn Jian, Qian Shu, the genius who slumbered in the Young Master Lord Tower."
Lu Yin nodded. "He offended me, so I destroyed the Spring and Autumn Jian. Since this muddy treasure still had some use, I spared his life. So, what about you?"
"You've offended me now. I hope you're worth enough to spare your life, too."
Great Master Lan Ye suddenly exhaled a thick plume of dark green smoke. It wasn't smoke but miasma, which surged toward Lu Yin like a living dragon and blotted out the sky in an instant.
From below, the entire firmament had turned dark green. The whole world had changed.
Great Master Lan Ye filled the world with miasma. It couldn't seal Lu Yin's power, but it could help him sense in advance where that power would come from and how far it would spread. The next moment, he stepped forward and loomed overhead. A vast surge of Sequence Particles descended, while a Spirit Soul's Gate of Shock appeared from another direction. Lu Yin himself flashed to the last direction with the Nine Heavens Transformation.
Four directions, four forces closing in. How could this man break through?
Qian Shu's expression changed. The miasma made him feel threatened. It was the miasma of a Great Perfection Cross Tribulation powerhouse, powerful enough to corrode Cross Tribulation experts. On top of that, attacks came from every other direction. Sequence Rules surged like an