Qin Yun stopped and glanced back at the Darkness Demon Abyss. He had felt it.
The once-infamous King of All Demons Puxun was dead for good.
"Impressive work, Daoist Friend," Qin Yun praised. "Poxun's Great Dao made him almost impossible to kill. I never imagined you would dispatch him so easily."
This mysterious expert had barged into the Three Realms and killed one of its powerful figures.
But since that figure was Puxun, Qin Yun saw no reason to object.
Besides, Puxun had provoked him first. Attacking someone far stronger than himself would invite punishment in any world across Chaos.
"Just a minor trick. Once your true body returns, Daoist Friend Qin, you could kill a Puxun just as easily," Meng Chuan said calmly.
The Qin Yun before him was only an avatar. Meng Chuan could tell.
During Qin Yun's rise, he had failed his Heavenly Immortal Tribulation for certain reasons and become a Loose Immortal instead.
Loose Immortals had no physical bodies. Their magic power was immense, but they were suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. They had to face a tribulation every thousand years, twelve Loose Immortal Tribulations in all.
It was a dead end. Since ancient times, countless gifted Gods and Demons of the Three Realms had taken the path of Loose Immortals, only to turn to ash beneath its tribulations.
No one was supposed to survive all twelve. Even those at the Heavenly Dao Realm doubted it could be done. No one knew what power a Loose Immortal who survived them would possess.
Yet some people were born to stray from the beaten path and make the impossible possible.
Qin Yun became the first cultivator in the Three Realms to survive all twelve Loose Immortal Tribulations. He attained Changsheng and gained 129,600 Clones.
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