“The path ahead is yours to forge.”
As his words settled, the enslaved cultivators of the Sikong Family rose as one.
At that very moment, the Sikong Family’s ancestral land erupted with an incomparably blazing Divine Radiance, as if a cluster of slumbering stars had awakened, illuminating the void and igniting the entire region. These towering beams of light startled the whole Eastern Wilds. The entire Sikong Family domain was enveloped by this fervent Divine Radiance, resembling a dazzling celestial dome cast over the earth. Countless divine senses and spiritual thoughts probed towards the Sikong Family.
“What in the world is happening at the Sikong Family?”
The next instant, a furious roar echoed from within the Sikong Family’s ancestral land. “How dare you slay a member of my Sikong Family? We will hunt you down, no matter how far!” Several terrifying auras shot towards the Eerie Abyss, their overwhelming power surging outwards like a tidal wave. Witnessing this, the Sikong Family Elders outside the Eerie Abyss were instantly invigorated.
“Our strongest Old Ancestor has awakened!”
“Hahaha! You’re finished!”
“White Robe Supreme, you have nowhere to run!”
Lu Xuan remained utterly unperturbed. With a casual flick of his sleeve, a wave of Divine Radiance swept over the clamoring Sikong Family Elders. Shhh! Shhh! Shhh! In the blink of an eye, the numerous Elders turned to dust, utterly annihilated! Instant death for all.
Immediately, the seals and restrictions on the enslaved cultivators shattered. They looked at Lu Xuan with profound gratitude. “White Robe Supreme, please, take Xuanji Holy Lord and leave this place quickly!” they pleaded. “The Sikong Family’s most powerful Old Ancestors are enraged! They possess a Supreme-tier Foundation!”
Lu Xuan, ever the picture of composure, waved a dismissive hand. “I am invincible. They can do as they please,” he stated calmly. “Besides, there’s no need for such trouble.”
Lu Xuan simply flicked his sleeve again, and an overwhelming surge of power erupted. The might of Xuanji’s Art, Grand Dao Scripture, Dao of Eerie Scripture, and Scripture of Silence all manifested, four supreme powers fusing into one, conjuring a colossal storm behind him.
“Star-Plucking Hand!”
With a mere thought, Lu Xuan conjured a gigantic hand, like a divine rainbow piercing the sun, manifesting to blot out the sky and cover tens of thousands of miles of land, descending directly upon the Sikong Family’s ancestral land.
In an instant, every member of the Sikong Family froze in place, as if turned to stone. Who was this? To dare directly attack their ancestral land? Who gave him such audacity! Their ancestral land possessed a Supreme-tier Foundation, after all! The numerous Old Ancestors, who had been preparing to ascend into the sky from within the ancestral land, now wore expressions of utter disbelief and fury. Staring at the colossal hand above their heads, they felt profoundly insulted. The Sikong Family was one of the Eastern Wilds’ overlords! Even during the bloodiest battles of the Supreme Path, no one had ever dared to attack their ancestral land. Yet today, someone was striking it directly!
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Within the Sikong Family’s ancestral land, ancient tombs cracked open, and more and more Old Ancestors emerged, each radiating a terrifying aura! Finally, the last great tomb split apart, and Sikong Zhen, the strongest Old Ancestor of the Sikong Family, stepped out. He wore a grey robe, his figure hunched, yet his eyes gleamed with sharp intensity. Meeting the gazes of his kin, he spoke calmly, “Do not panic! My Sikong Family has weathered countless storms. In this final epoch, an attack on our ancestral land is hardly unexpected, is it?” He continued, his voice laced with misplaced confidence, “This attack won’t even breach our ancestral land’s defensive array. Once the dust settles, that will be our moment to counterattack! There’s certainly more than one enemy! This is a meticulously planned assault! But before the absolute might of my Sikong Family, everything will crumble.”
Sikong Zhen’s words brought a measure of calm to the other Old Ancestors. Above the ancestral land, the grand defensive array flared to life, shining like brilliant stars, forming an impenetrable dome. All eyes turned skyward, watching the colossal hand descend. Ten thousand zhang! Five thousand zhang! …One thousand zhang! BOOM! CRACK! The heaven-reaching palm, imbued with an unstoppable momentum, its five fingers distinct, its palm lines coalescing with the grand forces of heaven and earth, surging with ‘Dao’ and ‘Rhyme,’ made contact with the Sikong Family’s ancestral land’s defensive array. Instantly, countless cracks appeared, spreading like a spiderweb across its surface, tearing it apart.
Witnessing this, Sikong Zhen’s face turned ashen. How was this possible? Even the ancestral land’s defensive array couldn’t withstand it? And it shattered in an instant! Could the Ji Family have made a move in secret?
At this moment, everyone in the Sikong Family was stunned. Lu Xuan’s Star-Plucking Hand reached directly for the Sikong Family’s land, its transcendent, heaven-reaching power piercing deep into the earth, and with an unbelievable ease, it grabbed the entire ancestral land. A thousand-mile territory was ripped from its roots!
“What?!”
“Who is attacking us?!”
“Who is our enemy?!”
Outside the ancestral land, the Patriarch and the Elders felt their scalps tingle with dread. They hadn’t even seen their foe, yet their ancestral land had already been snatched away! The enemy was too powerful! But then, Sikong Zhen, the strongest Old Ancestor, spoke calmly from atop the ancestral land. “Do not panic! This person seizing our ancestral land is, in fact, our opportunity.”
“Within the ancestral land, we can summon a trace of our Supreme Progenitor’s power!”
Another Old Ancestor’s face also showed a hint of composure. “This person has actually given us an advantage. If we had rashly attacked just now, we might have suffered heavy losses. But now that the enemy has taken our ancestral land, all our preparations can be brought to bear!” Hearing this, the other Old Ancestors also felt their hearts settle. If Old Ancestor Sikong Zhen wasn’t panicking, then neither should they!
The numerous Old Ancestors looked up at the colossal, ethereal hand, utterly astonished. “What kind of cultivation technique is this?”
“No one in the Eastern Wilds has ever unleashed such a power!”
“The ‘Dao’ and ‘Rhyme’ flowing within it are beyond my comprehension!”
The Star-Plucking Hand swiftly carried the ancestral land towards the Eerie Abyss. In the outer regions, the enslaved cultivators were all dumbfounded. Terrifying! Utterly terrifying! The power of this White Robe Supreme was simply heaven-defying! Was he truly going to face all the Old Ancestors of the Sikong Family’s ancestral land alone? When had such a supreme expert appeared in the Eastern Wilds?
Beside him, Xuanji Holy Lord’s heart also stirred with emotion. Master is truly formidable! His combat is always so domineering! She also realized that Lu Xuan was demonstrating the fusion of several powers specifically for her. Just as her Second Senior Brother had said, Master’s subtle teachings were everywhere.
Soon, Lu Xuan’s Star-Plucking Hand brought the Sikong Family’s ancestral land directly above the Eerie Abyss. Sikong Zhen, his face grim, peered down. “Your Excellency, who are you? Do you intend to become an enemy of my Sikong Family—” He stopped mid-sentence, his gaze suddenly falling upon Xuanji Holy Lord, who stood beside Lu Xuan below. Xuanji Holy Lord, clad in a purple gown, possessed a peerless beauty, as if she had stepped out of an ancient painting. She stood gracefully, a faint Divine Radiance flowing around her, her transcendent charm capable of captivating all under heaven. Sikong Zhen was utterly stunned. “Xuan… Xuanji Holy Lord!” he stammered. “Why are you here? Who is this man? What is your relationship with him?”