“Who dares touch my mother?!”
Ye Chen’s voice roared like thunder, echoing through the void.
Everyone froze, utterly stunned. Even Yao Feng Old Ancestor, locked in fierce combat, paused, his gaze piercing the depths of the void. “Who goes there?” he demanded, his voice laced with cold suspicion.
Countless divine senses and spiritual probes shot out, searching the empty expanse.
Yao Liuli suddenly surged to her feet, the heavy, Dao Pattern-etched chains binding her rattling violently. Though the weight was immense for a Saint Realm cultivator, she stood, her eyes wide with frantic hope. “Husband,” she gasped, looking at Ye Changfeng, “It’s Chen’er! It’s Chen’er’s voice!”
Ye Changfeng, recognizing the voice, exclaimed, “Peak Master Lu is here! We’re saved!”
The very next instant, Ye Chen, clad in a white robe, stepped out from a rift in the void. In his left hand, the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron floated, while his right blazed with the fierce, icy flames of the Bone-Chilling Ghost Flame. His face was a mask of heaven-reaching killing intent.
Trailing behind Ye Chen, Ji Fuyao appeared, resplendent in a fiery red gown. The Ultimate Emperor Weapon, Howling Heaven, gleamed in her hand, and behind her, a boundless sea of spirit fire churned, her aura surging like an unstoppable tide.
Yao Feng Old Ancestor was utterly dumbfounded. “Didn’t you two go to the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone?”
“What the hell is that Silent Destruction Old Man playing at?” Yao Feng Old Ancestor cursed under his breath, immediately activating a Supreme Secret Art to contact the Silent Destruction Old Man. There was no response.
Yao Feng Old Ancestor inwardly fumed, “Silent Destruction Old Man, where the hell did you disappear to?”
Suddenly, a chilling realization struck Yao Feng Old Ancestor. Wait. He remembered sending Ye Chen and Ji Fuyao away with the Heaven-Reaching Grand Array. Back then, they were both One-star Great Emperors. How in the world had they become Five-star Great Emperors now? How was this possible? It had only been a day or two! What had happened in between?
Just then, Lu Xuan slowly emerged, his back to the heavens, standing calmly and unconcerned above the void.
Yao Feng Old Ancestor was even more stunned. The White Robe Supreme looked completely unharmed! Hadn’t the Silent Destruction Old Man sent a squad of death warriors to annihilate the Grand Dao Sect? Was this all they amounted to?
Yao Feng Old Ancestor muttered to himself, “Did that Silent Destruction Old Man trick me? The White Robe Supreme isn’t dead, and his combat power can instantly kill a Two-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme. Surely, if our Ancestor emerges, he could easily kill him, right?”
The entire Saint Son’s Lineage of the Yao Family looked up at Lu Xuan, their hearts gripped by a surging tide of terror. Hadn’t Yao Feng Old Ancestor sworn the White Robe Supreme was doomed? With the White Robe Supreme’s power, he could effortlessly swat Yao Feng Old Ancestor dead with a single palm!
Just as everyone reeled in shock, Xuanji Holy Lord appeared, clad in a shimmering purple gown, her brilliant white hair cascading over her snow-white neck. Her exquisite face was like something out of a painting, captivating all eyes.
“Xuanji Holy Lord?” Yao Feng Old Ancestor was utterly dumbfounded. Hadn’t Xuanji Holy Lord been in secluded cultivation in the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone for countless ages? She only emerged when the Bronze Ancient Palace or the Supreme Path opened; otherwise, she remained within the forbidden zone. Why was she here at the Yao Family now?
Yao Feng Old Ancestor suddenly recalled a rumor from the Southern Wilds: the White Robe Supreme and Xuanji Holy Lord shared a profound karmic connection. Seeing them now, it was clearly true!
Yao Feng Old Ancestor looked at Xuanji Holy Lord. “I never imagined the Holy Lord, who has always walked alone, would be invited by Lu Xuan to stand guard. What a pity you are only an Eight-star Emperor Realm cultivator now. Your power is far inferior to our Yao Family’s Ancestor.”
The Saint Son’s Lineage members looked to Yao Feng Old Ancestor. “Ancestor, do we continue fighting or retreat?” Yao Feng Old Ancestor swept his sleeve. “Fight!” With their Ancestor present, what unexpected dangers could there be? If Lu Xuan had invited some of the other Founding Magnates from the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone, he might have considered compromise. But Xuanji Holy Lord? The Saint Son’s Lineage would never yield!
“Fight!” Yao Feng Old Ancestor declared, sweeping his sleeve, and once again clashed with Yao Qingfeng.
Lu Xuan, looking utterly unbothered, surveyed his surroundings. The Saint Daughter’s Lineage was in a truly miserable state, being brutally suppressed by the Saint Son’s Lineage! Yao Liuli and Ye Changfeng had clearly been severely beaten. Yao Liuli’s exquisite body was swollen in places, and Ye Changfeng was bruised and battered, a truly pitiful sight. The ground was littered with corpses, all dressed in the robes of the Saint Daughter’s Lineage! Yao Qingfeng, of the Saint Daughter’s Lineage, was also heavily suppressed by Yao Feng, his robes stained with blood, clearly on the verge of collapse.
Lu Xuan shook his head faintly. He had wanted to simply annihilate the Saint Son’s Lineage with a single palm strike earlier, but Yao Liuli had pleaded with him not to. Now, so many members of the Yao Family’s Saint Daughter’s Lineage had died. “Sigh…” Still, she was Ye Chen’s mother, so he had shown her some respect before. He hoped she would learn her lesson this time. Broken bones were, after all, the best teachers.
Just then, Ye Chen soared into the sky, charging directly towards the Yao Family’s Saint Son’s Lineage. “Master,” he called out, “please cover my back!”
Ji Fuyao, in her fiery red gown, likewise surged forward, the Ultimate Emperor Weapon Howling Heaven in her hand.
Xuanji Holy Lord remained still. “Go,” she told Ye Chen and Ji Fuyao. She could tell that for some reason, Lu Xuan seemed reluctant to act. In that case, she would.
Lu Xuan simply closed his eyes in the void. Until Yao Liuli truly reflected on her actions, he wouldn’t intervene. She was a Saint Daughter, not a saintly mother. Her actions had led to the deaths of so many from her lineage this time; if she didn’t change her ways, the Yao Family would continue to suffer under her leadership. Moreover, Lu Xuan harbored a deep concern: old habits die hard. He had heard from Yao Yan before that the Saint Son’s Lineage had exploited Yao Liuli’s “loyalty” to suppress the Saint Daughter’s Lineage. Many times, the Saint Daughter’s Lineage had created opportunities for Yao Liuli to escape, but she had refused to leave. If she had left, the Saint Daughter’s Lineage could have fought back with all their might. But her refusal had held the entire lineage hostage! This was the very definition of soft-heartedness! If it weren’t for Ye Chen, what did the complete annihilation of the Yao Family have to do with him? And so, Lu Xuan closed his eyes.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen’s face was contorted with killing intent as he charged directly towards Yao Ziyan, the Saint Son.
Yao Ziyan instantly recoiled in terror! What the hell?! Just two days ago, Ye Chen was only a One-star Great Emperor! Now he was a Five-star Great Emperor? Fight my ass! He was no match.
Ye Chen’s eyes were bloodshot as he unleashed a supreme strike, intent on killing. “Desolate Heaven Art!” The image of that man’s back flashed in his mind, and a towering killing intent surged within his heart, screaming: Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
In an instant, a terrifying martial dao will erupted from Ye Chen, threatening to transform into an ocean of power. Behind him, his colossal Martial Dao Furnace hovered like a blazing star, radiating immense golden divine light.
Ye Chen snarled, “Star-Plucking Hand!” Immediately, power surged from his body like a raging storm. His long black hair whipped around him, golden divine light swirling about his form. A colossal, heaven-reaching palm materialized in the void, blotting out the sky and casting a terrifying shadow. Kill! It pressed down directly towards Yao Ziyan, the Saint Son of the Saint Son’s Lineage.
Yao Ziyan screamed for help, “Save me! Ye Chen is trying to kill me!”
BOOM! An Eight-star Great Emperor shot across the void towards Ye Chen. “How dare you touch our clan’s Saint Son? Are you courting death?!”