Robes Set in Order, Kunwu at His Waist, a Kill with Every Step, Ten Thousand Troops Recoiled

"All right, it's time I dealt with you now."

Chu Kuangren rested his head on his left hand as he reclined on the couch, looking at the Purple Star experts before him with a soft chuckle.

Although he had been a little confused upon waking, he swept his Emperor Thought across the battlefield and quickly gained a rough understanding of what had happened.

"Disturbing someone's sweet dreams is rather rude."

Chu Kuangren spoke through a yawn.

After recovering from their shock, the Purple Star experts watched his languid manner with eyes that all but spat fire.

Their army had descended in force, deploying several Heavenly Dao Lords, yet in his eyes, they amounted to nothing more than a disturbance to his sweet dreams?!

This fellow seemed to hold them in no regard whatsoever.

"Attack! So what if he can create his own Immortal Art? He's still only a Dao Lord. He hasn't become an Immortal!"

A Great Dao Lord barked coldly.

His figure flashed as he shot toward Chu Kuangren.

"Exactly! He isn't an Immortal yet. What's he so arrogant about?!"

"Hmph, die!"

Several Dao Lords rushed Chu Kuangren together.

For this expedition against Chu Kuangren, Purple Star's higher-ups had issued an order: whoever killed Chu Kuangren would receive a generous reward.

Even Heavenly Dao Lords would find that reward immensely tempting.

Sword light, fist force, palm energy...

All manner of energies and Mysteries roared toward Chu Kuangren.

"Heh, you're still far too weak to kill me."

Chu Kuangren met their attacks while reclining on the couch.

Still supporting his head with one hand, he gently raised the other. Emperor Qi surged from his palm, forming a purple vortex.

Dao Patterns flowed within the vortex, wondrous beyond measure.

Immortal Art fluctuations spread outward.

It was his Invincible Law, the Heavenly