“Boom!”
From within the spatial rift, a headless corpse tumbled down. Someone cried out in alarm, “That’s Guangzhi Old Ancestor!”
He had been instantly killed by the White Robe Supreme! Guangzhi Old Ancestor hadn’t even made a move, hadn’t even shown his face, yet Lu Xuan had slain him within the spatial rift.
Everyone stared in utter disbelief. Guangzhi Old Ancestor was considered one of the earliest and most powerful figures to have entered the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone in its initial epochs!
Deep within the void, Lu Xuan, clad in his white robe, a faint divine radiance flowing around him like a celestial king, glanced indifferently at the Silent Destruction Old Man. “That weak? I told you to call strong ones, not trash fish.”
The Silent Destruction Old Man’s red hair bristled as he struggled to control his emotions. Since when had even Guangzhi Old Ancestor become ‘trash fish’?! This was a figure capable of stirring up storms within the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone!
He understood his own strength; he was far inferior to Guangzhi Old Ancestor. He truly hadn’t expected the White Robe Supreme to instantly kill Guangzhi Old Ancestor! After all, hadn’t he himself been fighting the White Robe Supreme to a standstill just moments ago?
The Silent Destruction Old Man’s face twisted into a grimace, his red hair floating wildly. He thought darkly, “Could it be… the White Robe Supreme was just toying with me all this time?” His expression turned icy, his eyes burning with fury. “White Robe Supreme, just you wait. I’ll call more people!”
The Guangzhi Old Ancestor who had just arrived was not among the strongest of their kind! One must remember that ever since Xuanji Holy Lord established the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone in the Second Epoch, powerful figures had entered it in every subsequent epoch!
“I refuse to believe that in this vast Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone, there’s no one who can deal with you!” the Silent Destruction Old Man snarled. He flicked his sleeve again, his Spirit Art shifting, brilliant Dao patterns flashing. Massive rings of light rippled through the Twisted Jungle, and spatial power surged relentlessly. Soon, more spatial rifts appeared above the void.
Not just one rift! From four directions, powerful figures descended.
To the east, an Unbounded Sea of Fire condensed, its heaven-burning, sea-boiling power refining the very earth. A wisp of Rule Power began to stir, even distorting the Dao patterns of the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone. A Monk-robed Old Man sat with his eyes closed, a single braid of hair floating behind his head. His terrifying aura was as vast as an abyss, shaking the surroundings, and behind him, a colossal phantom materialized, like a Dharma Idol, immense and reaching the heavens. Waves of profound Buddhist mysticism emanated from him. His eyes remained closed, sitting cross-legged like a great Buddha suspended in the void.
Seeing this figure, everyone gasped, “The Blind Monk!”
“This is one of the few Buddhist Cultivator Magnates in the Southern Wilds! It’s said he once traveled to the Western Desert to study Buddhist Dharma! His strength is unfathomable!”
“The Blind Monk is one of the top few powerhouses to have entered the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone in these recent epochs.”
The Blind Monk was indeed blind, but his Divine Sense illuminated the void, golden light surging around him, and Buddhist scriptures revolved about his body. He turned his head towards the Silent Destruction Old Man. “I owe you a favor. Today, I can make one move for you.”
The Silent Destruction Old Man pointed at Lu Xuan. “Kill him!”
The Blind Monk showed no hesitation and was about to act, but the Silent Destruction Old Man stopped him. “Wait! I’ve called a few more people; we’ll all strike together.”
The Blind Monk’s aura receded. He said in a deep voice, “Understood.”
Xuanji Holy Lord frowned slightly, divine radiance flickering in her eyes. She hadn’t expected the Silent Destruction Old Man to have a connection with the Blind Monk. And this time, the Silent Destruction Old Man had summoned several magnates from within the Forbidden Zone. It seemed the Silent Destruction Old Man had been up to many schemes right under her nose.
To the west, the void tore open again, and a heaven-reaching river of swords surged forth, terrifying sword qi spanning a thousand miles, transforming into a white dragon. Dense sword qi ripped through heaven and earth. A green-robed sword cultivator lay on a massive Spirit Sword, a wine gourd in his hand, hurtling towards them. His sword qi rivaled the Blind Monk’s, neither superior nor inferior!
Everyone gasped again, “It’s the Wind Sword Venerate!”
“His sword arts are like a gentle breeze, killing invisibly. Death comes like the wind!”
“If not for the limitations of his lifespan, his Sword Dao would have reached a terrifying level.”
After descending, the Wind Sword Venerate remained sprawled on his giant Spirit Sword, looking at the Silent Destruction Old Man. “I can make one move for you!”
To the south, a terrifying phantom of a chain condensed, black mist swirling around it like a black meteor streaking across the void. The thick chain was like a black pillar supporting the heavens. Only a chain was visible, no physical body!
Seeing this, everyone exclaimed once more, “It’s the Soul Lock Old Ancestor! In the Ancient Epoch, his physical body was corrupted by Eerie Power and Ominous Power. On the verge of death, he defied fate, separated his Divine Soul, and entrusted it to this Heaven-Reaching Chains, achieving immortality!”
“That ancient black chain is a World-Outside Spirit Weapon! The Soul Lock Old Ancestor transforming into it didn’t diminish his power; it increased it, making him incredibly terrifying!”
A black chain stretched across the sky like a black dragon, coiling in the void. It looked down at the Silent Destruction Old Man. “What kind of formidable enemy requires you to summon us?”
The Silent Destruction Old Man pointed at Lu Xuan. “The White Robe Supreme. That’s him.”
The black chain vibrated slightly, clanking and rattling. “Never heard of him.”
To the north, equally terrifying auras surged, causing the earth to quake and mountains to shake wherever they passed, divine radiance illuminating the void.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
In an instant, seven magnates from the Forbidden Zone stood above the Twisted Jungle. They looked down at Lu Xuan like seven celestial gods.
The Wind Sword Venerate finally stood up from his giant sword, lazily taking a sip of spirit wine. He looked at the Silent Destruction Old Man. “This person is a powerhouse who only rose in this epoch?”
The Silent Destruction Old Man nodded. “This man is strange; I am no match for him!”
At this moment, Lu Xuan looked at the Silent Destruction Old Man. “Are all these people here now?”
At his words, the Silent Destruction Old Man gritted his teeth in fury. What kind of talk was that? The strength of these seven magnates far surpassed his own! Could seven of them together still not kill the White Robe Supreme?
The Silent Destruction Old Man snarled, “You are too arrogant! Do you truly believe yourself invincible in the Southern Wilds?”
Lu Xuan remained utterly unconcerned, his gaze sweeping over the Wind Sword Venerate and the other six. “Alright, don’t waste too much of my time. Come at me, all of you.”
As his voice fell, the world plunged into a dead silence.
Everyone was utterly dumbfounded. All of them?
“Hahahahaha!”
The Wind Sword Venerate burst into laughter, the giant sword beneath his feet vibrating with surging sword intent, mocking Lu Xuan wildly. The Soul Lock Old Ancestor’s chains danced in the spatial winds, and he scoffed, “A mere upstart from this epoch, daring to clown around in front of us. What insolence!”
The calm Blind Monk slowly spoke. “Young White Robe Supreme, though you are about to die, I still wish to give you a piece of advice. One cannot know the height of a mountain without scaling its peak, nor the depth of an abyss without plumbing its depths. I have journeyed across the Western Desert, Northern Plains, Central Domain, and Eastern Wilds, walked countless miles, only to learn that there are always those stronger than oneself. Remember to be humble in your next life!”
Lu Xuan scoffed. These old fossils were lecturing him now?
The Blind Monk looked at the others. “Who will make the first move?”
The Soul Lock Old Ancestor looked at the Wind Sword Venerate. “You?”
The Wind Sword Venerate replied, “No, you?”
The seven magnates actually started deferring to each other.
Ultimately, the Wind Sword Venerate was chosen to slay the White Robe Supreme.
The Wind Sword Venerate stood lazily on his giant sword, looking at Lu Xuan. “I’ll give you a chance. Make your move first. As for me, I’ll only need one sword. If I draw a second, consider it my loss.”