“I’ll give you a chance. You go first. If I need more than one sword strike, I lose.”
Lu Xuan couldn't help but chuckle at that. Well, that’s my line, isn’t it? What am I supposed to say now? These Ancient Magnates really are something else, aren’t they? So arrogant.
From afar, Ye Chen shook his head faintly. “These Ancient Magnates are still living in the past. They don’t realize that from the moment Master stepped out, there are only two kinds of people in this world: Master, and everyone else.”
Ji Fuyao smiled sweetly. “Master rarely made a move on Azure Mystery Peak. We always hoped he’d act quickly to suppress others. Now, I think it’s better if Master acts less.”
Ye Chen nodded. “Exactly. Otherwise, all the strong cultivators in this realm will be slaughtered by Lu Xuan!”
Xuanji Holy Lord’s gaze flickered. Though Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen’s words were a bit exaggerated, they weren’t wrong.
Then, Lu Xuan turned to the Wind Sword Venerate. “Since you insist I go first, I suppose I’ll reluctantly oblige.”
The Wind Sword Venerate chuckled. “That’s more like it. I hope you can give me a good fight.”
Lu Xuan’s lips curled slightly. Are all sword cultivators cut from the same cloth? Do they all love to show off this much? First the Yang family’s four generations, now the Wind Sword Venerate.
Lu Xuan shook his head nonchalantly. His large hand slowly extended, activating his Insight Eye. A profound power reached out towards the giant sword beneath the Wind Sword Venerate’s feet. Under the Insight Eye, every structure of the massive sword was laid bare, even the Sealing Restrictions and imprints left by the Wind Sword Venerate. To Lu Xuan, this Spirit Weapon held no secrets. Too many flaws! With a casual squeeze, the Sealing Restrictions within the giant sword shattered. The Wind Sword Venerate remained completely oblivious.
The Wind Sword Venerate still wore a confident smirk, gazing askance at the void, as if an old god himself.
But Xuanji Holy Lord saw it all, for Lu Xuan was still sharing the combat view with her. Even after enduring countless epochs of change, her heart was now churning with monstrous waves. Lu Xuan was terrifying! He could directly, invisibly, disregard the Wind Sword Venerate’s refining imprints and forcefully probe the interior of the giant sword. And from Lu Xuan’s perspective, every structure of the giant sword was perfectly clear. What kind of realm was this? It was akin to directly seeing the origin of a Spirit Weapon! She was certain she had chosen the right Master. The more she watched Lu Xuan, the more her heart trembled with awe! He was simply too terrifying!
Just then, the Wind Sword Venerate finally lost his patience, looking at Lu Xuan with irritation. “Are you ready? I’ve been waiting for ages…”
Before he could finish, the giant sword beneath his feet shot upwards, flipping the Wind Sword Venerate off! Whoosh! The giant sword transformed into a heaven-reaching divine rainbow, boundless sword qi streaking across the sky, slashing down towards the Wind Sword Venerate! Everyone was utterly stunned. What in the world was happening? Why was the Wind Sword Venerate’s Spirit Weapon trying to kill its master? Hadn’t the Wind Sword Venerate refined this Spirit Weapon for countless epochs? What had the White Robe Supreme done?! A bizarre phenomenon unfolded, as if an invisible hand was manipulating the giant sword, directing it straight at the Wind Sword Venerate. Slice! A streak of sword qi cut across, leaving a bloody hole in the Wind Sword Venerate’s brow, blood gushing out. The Wind Sword Venerate stood frozen in place, utterly shocked. All his composure vanished as he stared at Lu Xuan in disbelief. “How did you do that?”
Lu Xuan offered no reply. Boom! The Wind Sword Venerate’s corpse plummeted from the void.
Witnessing this, the Blind Monk, Soul Lock Old Ancestor, and the others could no longer remain calm. The incomparably powerful Wind Sword Venerate had just died like that? And they still had no idea what methods the White Robe Supreme had used! They knew the Wind Sword Venerate’s strength; though not the strongest Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme, his power was considered top-tier in the Forbidden Zone. To be instantly killed like that? And in such a comical fashion.
At this moment, Lu Xuan said indifferently, “I told you already, come at me together.”
As his voice fell, the Soul Lock Old Ancestor and the others exchanged glances, all nodding. “Together then! This man is too strange!”
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The remaining six Quasi-Dao Supremes all traversed the void, unleashing their attacks towards Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan, however, remained utterly unconcerned, his expression calm as an old god. His hand shifted through a Spirit Art, and he struck out directly. Six divine arcs shot forth, each imbued with a different power! Desolate Heaven Art, Heaven-Burning Art, Star-Plucking Hand, Xuanji’s Art, Eerie Power, Grand Dao Scripture...
The Soul Lock Old Ancestor bore the brunt of the attack. His Heaven-Reaching Chains were seized by a mysterious force, and his very soul began to peel away from the massive chains! “No! No...!” “It hurts so much!” The Soul Lock Old Ancestor screamed, as if countless insects were gnawing at him, as if countless steel needles were piercing every corner of his Divine Soul! This ancient chain was an Outer World Treasure he had obtained from the Bronze Ancient Palace. After countless epochs of refinement, his Divine Soul had merged with the chains, making them practically his physical body. But now, he was being stripped from it. How can the fur exist without the skin? The Soul Lock Old Ancestor’s aura rapidly weakened, and he immediately began to beg Lu Xuan for mercy. “White Robe Supreme, please spare me! I was blind not to recognize your might! I withdraw!”
Lu Xuan remained utterly deaf to his pleas.
Meanwhile, the other Quasi-Dao Supremes were struck by the remaining powers! The Desolate Heaven Art, a force that suppressed all things in the world! The Heaven-Burning Art, burning the heavens and boiling the seas, incinerating everything! The Star-Plucking Hand, capable of plucking stars from the sky, let alone deciding the life and death of a mere Quasi-Dao Supreme!
…Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! The auras of the Forbidden Zone magnates rapidly dissipated. This was an absolute, crushing defeat! They had no power to resist!
Witnessing this scene, everyone was stunned into silence. The Silent Destruction Old Man stood petrified. “How is this possible?!” The White Robe Supreme, fighting seven at once! And wiping them out so easily! Just what was his true strength? The Silent Destruction Old Man knew, of course, that even among Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supremes, there were differences in power. But the White Robe Supreme wasn’t even a true Supreme, so how could his strength be limitless? His scalp tingled with terror!
Just then, the Blind Monk’s body surged with profound, obscure golden Buddhist Profoundness, countless intricate patterns swirling around him. He gritted his teeth and spoke. “White Robe Supreme, since you wield the Grand Dao Scripture, you must be a member of the Grand Dao Sect.” “I possess a supreme secret concerning your Grand Dao Sect. I offer this secret in exchange for my life, how about it?”
Lu Xuan replied indifferently, “Oh?”
The Blind Monk’s body was burning, the aura of the Grand Dao Scripture melting away his Buddhist Profoundness. He quickly continued, “I know the whereabouts of the Grand Dao Sect Ancestor!” “Over these past few epochs, I traveled through the Western Desert, Northern Plains, Central Domain, and Eastern Wilds, searching for Buddhist inheritances, and I uncovered a shocking secret.” “Your Grand Dao Sect Ancestor left behind a trace of his aura in the Western Desert!”
As his voice fell, everyone was utterly stunned. Clues about the Grand Dao Sect Ancestor Dao Yi? Could he still be alive? Everyone recalled the legends of Ancestor Dao Yi from that ancient era. Though their memories of the specifics had faded, the impression of Ancestor Dao Yi’s invincible, sweeping might remained. If Ancestor Dao Yi was still alive, then the Grand Dao Sect this generation would truly defy the heavens! The White Robe Supreme and Ancestor Dao Yi—together, they would be invincible!
The Blind Monk smiled, “Spare my life, and I’ll tell you who I believe Ancestor Dao Yi is, otherwise…”
Lu Xuan scoffed, “Not interested.”
Boom! The Buddhist light around the Blind Monk rapidly dissipated, his aura of disbelief vanishing. “But this is your Ancestor Dao Yi! Don’t you want to know?” “His Buddhist name was Wu…”