“What has awakened me?”
The Blood Spirit Race members immediately prostrated themselves, pointing at Lu Xuan. “Ancestor, we’ve encountered a formidable enemy from the Grand Dao Sect!”
“The Grand Dao Sect?” The Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor seemed to recall ancient memories, then scoffed. “After Dao Yi vanished, the Grand Dao Sect became a hollow shell! I never imagined a Quasi-Dao Supreme from that sect would still be clinging to life…”
Before he could finish, Lu Xuan, like a Divine King descending, unleashed a punch, a torrent of domineering power that illuminated the void.
“Boom!”
The Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor immediately raised a hand to block, rebuking, “Audacious!”
In an instant, a boundless sea of blood condensed, unleashing power comparable to a Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme, surging through the starry sky.
Yet, in mere moments, the Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor’s arm shattered! He suffered a terrifying backlash, his physical body cracking, meridians rupturing, and endless blood gushing forth. All his Dao Rhyme began to dissipate, and his hundred-zhang body started to collapse.
The Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor stared at Lu Xuan in utter disbelief. “How is this possible?!”
Below the Supreme Realm, at the Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme stage, he had been considered invincible in his era!
Everyone was stunned. The Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor had just manifested, only to be instantly killed by Lu Xuan’s single punch? This was an Ancestor possessing the power of a Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme!
“Pfft, pfft, pfft!” The many powerhouses of the Blood Spirit Race suffered backlash, spitting blood. But the aftershocks of Lu Xuan’s punch continued to spread, golden light filling the void, radiating boundless killing intent!
The Blood Spirit Race members cried out in alarm, “Ancestor, help us block this!”
The Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor’s shattered head swayed. He was powerless to act! His Dao Rhyme manifestation was like a clay Buddha crossing a river, utterly helpless. How could he possibly protect his clansmen?
The Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor gave a tragic smile, looking at Lu Xuan. “If I’m not mistaken, you are the reincarnated body of the Grand Dao Sect’s Ancestor, Dao Yi, aren’t you?”
Lu Xuan scoffed. “I’m not as cowardly as that Ancestor.”
The Cangxuan Old Ancestor and the others were speechless. Chen Changsheng was equally dumbfounded.
The Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor uttered his final words, “You are Dao Yi.” With that, his body disintegrated, utterly annihilated!
Boom! Boom! Boom! The remaining Blood Spirit Race Quasi-Dao Supremes stood no chance against Lu Xuan’s attack. They screamed repeatedly as their forms dissolved into blood mist! All instantly killed!
Lu Xuan turned his gaze towards the Cold Race, stating indifferently, “Too weak! Next!”
The Cold Race members shivered. Moments later, their Supreme Ancestor gradually manifested from an endless, frigid storm. It was a woman, her face obscured by a veil of snow and frost, yet her figure was exquisitely beautiful, curvaceous and alluring. This was the Cold Race’s Supreme Ancestor, Lin Xue!
“Ancestor! Please, save our Cold Race!” The Cold Race members all knelt before the woman.
The woman pondered for a long while, then her gaze fell upon Xue Qianren’s lifeless form in the void. Her expression turned incredibly sinister, her voice like frigid snow falling from the highest heavens. “Who dared to kill my Cold Race’s Quasi-Dao Supreme?”
The Cold Race members pointed at Lu Xuan.
Lin Xue’s expression turned icy. Lu Xuan merely shook his head. “Still too weak!”
In the blink of an eye, Lu Xuan’s palm descended directly upon Lin Xue.
“Boom!”
Lin Xue had no time to react. The palm descended with supreme might! The Cold Race Ancestor, Lin Xue, watched her expression drastically change. “What kind of power is this?! Are you the Grand Dao Sect’s Ancestor Dao Yi reincarnated?”
Lu Xuan offered no reply. The palm descended, devouring the sea of stars, like a brilliant sun. The endless frigid power of this realm began to melt away.
“Such dense Rule Power!” Lin Xue, the Cold Race Ancestor, exclaimed in shock.
Her body couldn’t withstand this power; she had no time to even retaliate. Her Dao patterns shattered, and her form began to dissipate into the starry sky.
Lin Xue’s face was icy cold, her gaze fixed on Lu Xuan. “I don’t care who you are. Dare to kill my Cold Race, and I will never spare you in the future…”
The Cold Race members watched helplessly as their Ancestor dissipated into the heavens and earth, filled with utter despair. Even the methods their Ancestor had left within the Bronze Ancient Palace couldn’t stop Lu Xuan! In this starry sky, who could stop Lu Xuan?
Thinking of this, they suddenly turned to the Demon Court members, snarling, “Damn it! Why didn’t you warn us?!”
Feng Tianxiao, the Xuan Turtle Race Quasi-Dao Supreme, looked gloomy. “You were too foolish. How could I have warned you?”
He had said it himself: he was waiting for someone. That explained everything! The Demon Court wanted Lu Xuan dead even more than the Holy Alliance!
The Cold Race members suddenly knelt before Lu Xuan. Thud! Thud! They continuously kowtowed in the void. Even powerful Quasi-Dao Supremes, at this moment, cast aside all dignity.
“Lu Xuan, spare our lives! We’ll do anything you ask!” The Cold Race Ancestors said tremblingly.
A faint smile played on Lu Xuan’s lips. “Then I’ll have you die!”
The Cold Race members were speechless. It seemed Lu Xuan was utterly determined to kill them!
The next instant, several Cold Race Ancestors suddenly rushed forward. “Lu Xuan, I’ll fight you to the death!” they roared. “You’re the reincarnated body of Dao Yi, yet you’ve entered the Bronze Ancient Palace! This is unfair!” With that, they attempted to self-detonate!
Lu Xuan was utterly exasperated. Why did everyone keep saying he was the Grand Dao Sect Ancestor reincarnated? Was he really that cowardly?
At that moment, everyone watched the Cold Race powerhouses attempt to self-detonate, their faces paling in alarm. The combined self-detonation of several Quasi-Dao Supremes would likely devastate millions of li of the starry sky! Even if they survived, they’d be severely injured!
“Boom!” A terrifyingly frigid current surged forth! Inside their bodies, it was like an icy sea overturning, vast Dao patterns surging wildly, and countless cracks appearing on their physical forms.
Just then, Lu Xuan gave a cold snort. “In front of me, you still think you can self-detonate?” He slapped down with a colossal hand, forcibly suppressing the Ancestors’ self-detonation! Their attempts failed!
The Cold Race Ancestors froze in place. “How is this possible?!” Just now, a reversing power had appeared within them, forcibly altering their self-detonation! It was utterly inconceivable!
The Demon Court and Witch Race members were completely dumbfounded. How strong was Lu Xuan exactly?! In front of him, they didn’t even have the chance to self-detonate! Lu Xuan held absolute power over life and death!
“What is your cultivation level?!” the Cold Race members roared.
Lu Xuan smiled faintly. “I am a Supreme.”
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!” The Ancestors of the Cold Race, Demon Court, and Witch Race all refused to believe him. If Lu Xuan was a Supreme, why would he enter the Bronze Ancient Palace? Their own Supreme Ancestors had once said when breaking through to the Outer World that this realm simply couldn’t contain a Supreme! If a Supreme truly existed here, the realm would be unable to bear it and would simply explode!
Lu Xuan said indifferently, “Die.” With a mere thought, a wave of Rule Power surged like a tide, directly enveloping the Cold Race and Witch Race members.
Rule Power! The Demon Court members were stunned. They recognized this power, a force that transcended their understanding! Earlier, when Demon General Zhu Xiong had tried to attack Lu Xuan, this was the power that had surrounded him!
Feng Tianxiao couldn’t help but mutter to himself, “Could Lu Xuan truly be a Supreme?”
Pfft, pfft, pfft! A crimson rain of blood surged down! The many Quasi-Dao Supremes of the Cold Race began to violently perish!
The Witch Race Ancestors cried out, “We haven’t even summoned our Ancestor yet!”
Lu Xuan’s face was a picture of utter bewilderment. Summon what hammer? He’d only been curious to see what these Ancestors could pull out. Turns out, they were nothing.
The Witch Race members made their final, desperate struggle. Spirit arts shifted in their hands as they activated curses and sacrificed Quasi-Dao Supreme Spirit Weapons. The void erupted in brilliant fireworks—all self-detonating Spirit Weapons, desperately trying to block the surging Rule Power! But it was useless! Utterly useless! Lu Xuan’s power annihilated everything, his Myriad Laws Immunity rendering their curses and exploding artifacts moot. Instant kill! Still an instant kill! The Witch Race members continuously fell, with no time to even summon their Ancestor!
In an instant, only a few Demon Court Ancestors remained.
Lu Xuan asked, “So, where are the people you called?”