Lu Yuan stared fixedly ahead.
At the end of his vision, amid waterfalls of dark-gold molten copper that filled the sky, Sun Yu stood suspended in the air.
Across his cold-white body, dark-red Asura Demonic Marks writhed like living meridians, radiating blood light so dazzling it nearly blinded the eye.
Pure golden True Qi erupted from within him, forming a tangible storm that swept aside every wisp of top-grade Heaven and Earth True Fire that approached.
He was utterly unscathed.
If anything, his aura was tenfold, a hundredfold stronger than before he had been sucked into the Nine Dragon Refining Heaven Furnace!
Great Perfection of the Divine Sea Realm!
Lu Yuan's pupils contracted violently, dense bloodshot veins instantly crawling across his eyeballs.
The imperial treasure he had always taken pride in—the Nine Dragon Refining Heaven Furnace that the Great Yan Dynasty had used to suppress countless demon kings—not only had failed to refine this martial brute, but had instead become nourishment for his breakthrough.
It had even been torn to pieces from within by the man's bare hands.
Sun Yu at the early Divine Sea Realm had already given him splitting headaches. Now that he had reached Great Perfection of the Divine Sea Realm, Lu Yuan hardly dared imagine what level of combat power he possessed.
"This monster... must not be allowed to live!"
Just then.
"A few scraps of broken copper and rotten iron—this is the foundation of the Great Yan Dynasty?"
Sun Yu's voice slammed into Lu Yuan's eardrums.
Lu Yuan's chest suddenly convulsed.
His habitual indifference, his lofty Martial Marquis dignity, utterly collapsed at that moment.
His Dao heart had shattered.
He could neither understand nor accept it.
How could a rogue cultivator martial artist from some remote great province possess such an Extreme Dao Physique that