"I'm here. I've been here the whole time!"
The voice rang out, clear and distinct, in the ears of every single person in Willow City.
Not just Ji Fuyao, but everyone looked up at the void in utter shock. Ji Fuyao’s eyes shimmered with divine light, her delicate lips slightly parted, a monstrous wave crashing in her heart.
Is... is that her Master?
The loyalists of the Fuyao Dynasty froze where they knelt in the air, their faces a mask of disbelief. There was actually a response!
The people from the Tianluo Hall were rooted to the spot. Moments ago, they had found it laughable that these people were kneeling and calling out the name "Peak Master Lu," but now, a chilling dread crept up their spines.
Even the two Great Emperors of the Tianluo Hall were subdued. They looked up at the void and slowly spoke.
"Who are you, Your Excellency? Who dares to interfere with the affairs of my Tianluo Hall, you—"
Before he could finish.
Crack!
The void tore open! Space twisted and warped! The spatial seal and restriction formation jointly laid down by the two Tianluo Hall Great Emperors shattered instantly, the endless, brilliant array patterns dissolving like dust in a firework display.
It was a supreme spatial power, one that pulverized Emperor-tier formation patterns into ash!
In the next instant, Lu Xuan appeared. Dressed in a simple white robe, his three thousand strands of black hair floated around him. His white clothes billowed slightly, his eyes burning with terrifying killing intent, and a terrifying, peerless aura surged around him, flowing with incandescent divine light.
Seeing the two One-star Great Emperors in the field, Lu Xuan casually crushed the One-star Great Emperor Experience Card.
Boom!
Lu Xuan’s aura exploded, surging relentlessly.
Six-star Profound Saint!
Saint King!
Half-Emperor!
...One-star Great Emperor Late-stage Great Perfection!
With a thought, Lu Xuan vanished from his original spot. When he reappeared, he was standing directly in front of Ji Fuyao, pulling her into his embrace.
The sensation was incredibly soft and profound.
Ji Fuyao’s delicate lips trembled as she looked at Lu Xuan. "Master..."
Lu Xuan nodded at her. "Leave it to me."
He placed a Saint King Medicine healing elixir to her lips, ensuring she swallowed it, before turning his icy gaze toward the two Great Emperors of the Tianluo Hall.
His stare was terrifyingly cold!
In the distance, Qing Yan and Wang Man stared intently at Lu Xuan. They were confused. Why was Peak Master Lu only at the One-star Great Emperor realm? The Tianluo Hall had two Great Emperors! Could this be merely a clone of the Peak Master?
At that moment, the Grey-robed Great Emperor of the Tianluo Hall looked at Lu Xuan with a frigid expression. "Who are you? The Tianluo Hall is handling business here. Please leave quickly..."
Before he could finish, Lu Xuan’s figure suddenly blurred and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was standing directly in front of the Grey-robed Great Emperor.
Lu Xuan’s massive hand shot out, aiming straight for the top of the Great Emperor’s skull.
Seeing this, the Grey-robed Great Emperor sneered. "You dare engage me in close-quarters combat?" He immediately threw a punch straight at Lu Xuan’s face.
Boom!
The punch landed squarely on Lu Xuan’s face!
Everyone was stunned. Why didn't he dodge? Why didn't Peak Master Lu evade the attack?
Even Ji Fuyao was momentarily frozen, her delicate body trembling slightly in Lu Xuan’s arms. Wang Man and Qing Yan cried out, "Peak Master Lu, retreat quickly!"
But Lu Xuan stood motionless, allowing the Emperor-tier attack to strike his face. It was like a falling leaf hitting the surface of water; only a ripple spread out before him.
Nothing happened!!!
Invulnerability to all methods was activated! As long as the enemy’s cultivation did not surpass Lu Xuan’s, his body was impervious to all damage! The two Great Emperors present were a One-star Great Emperor Late-stage and a One-star Great Emperor Mid-stage, both below his temporary realm of Late-stage Great Perfection!
Seeing this, the Grey-robed Great Emperor’s scalp went numb. He felt as if he had just witnessed the most terrifying thing in his life. Instantaneously, a bone-deep terror seized him. This white-robed Emperor was a horror beyond comprehension!
He knew his attack contained an ancient secret art capable of injuring a Two-star Great Emperor, yet this man had completely ignored it! Clearly, the white-robed Emperor was not merely a One-star Great Emperor on the surface; he was far stronger!
The Grey-robed Great Emperor immediately tried to tear open the void and flee. He was no match for this monster!
But it was too late! Lu Xuan’s hand had already slapped down onto his forehead.
The Grey-robed Great Emperor’s body trembled, fear seizing him as his knees buckled slightly. "Senior, there must be some misunderstanding..."
Before he could finish, Lu Xuan’s hand clenched.
Pfft!
The Grey-robed Great Emperor’s head burst open like a ripe watermelon! His body and soul were annihilated! He died on the spot, his corpse plummeting toward the earth below.
A Great Emperor had fallen, his life extinguished like a blade of grass!
Lu Xuan stood in the void, holding Ji Fuyao. Despite instantly killing a Great Emperor, his white robes remained spotless, his divine light shining brightly, like a God King descending upon the world.
Above them, a torrential rain poured down, and terrifying thunder rumbled, but Lu Xuan remained utterly unmoved, as if he stood above the heavens themselves. Thunder fell from a thousand peaks, and the color of the rain came from ten thousand mountains! Lu Xuan was the sole ruler of this world, looking down upon all living beings, his cold gaze sweeping over the remaining members of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion and the Tianluo Hall.
Everyone was stunned by what they had just seen.
The field fell into a dead silence. Lu Xuan had endured a Great Emperor’s supreme attack without suffering any harm! How was this possible?
Ji Fuyao’s delicate lips formed a perfect 'O' shape, her inner world shaken to its core as she stared at Lu Xuan.
Wang Man and Qing Yan suddenly burst into laughter. They knew it! How could Peak Master Lu possibly send only a One-star Great Emperor clone? Even while holding Empress Fuyao in one arm, Peak Master Lu was still invincible!
The remaining members of the Tianluo Hall and the Drunken Immortal Pavilion were scared witless, staring at Lu Xuan. Who was this man? Why was he so terrifying?
Lu Xuan took a step toward the other Tianluo Hall Great Emperor.
The Emperor’s voice trembled, his teeth chattering. "You, don't come any closer... I am an Elder of the Tianluo Hall! You have already caused a massive disaster!"
Lu Xuan ignored him, instantly appearing before the Great Emperor while still holding Ji Fuyao.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In his extreme terror, the Great Emperor frantically launched a barrage of attacks at Lu Xuan. Terrifying Emperor’s might, vast as the ocean, combined with obscure Dao patterns, fueled the violent spiritual energy. The overwhelming force struck Lu Xuan, blow after blow, like stars crashing down upon him.
But Lu Xuan remained calm, completely ignoring the Great Emperor’s attacks, not even bothering to put up a defense! Invulnerability to all methods! The surging killing power couldn't even ruffle a corner of Lu Xuan’s robe!
The Tianluo Hall Great Emperor’s eyes filled with despair. He had never encountered such a bizarrely powerful figure.
"Don't come closer! If you kill me, my Tianluo Hall will hunt you to the ends of the earth..."
"My Tianluo Hall—"
Before he could finish, Lu Xuan slapped his hand onto the Emperor’s head. The Emperor’s face immediately went pale, unable to resist.
Lu Xuan performed a Soul Combat search.
A moment later, Lu Xuan squeezed his hand.
Pfft!
The One-star Great Emperor’s body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, vanishing between heaven and earth before he could even scream.
Another Great Emperor, fallen!
Lu Xuan coldly surveyed the remaining enemies in the field. They looked back at him, consumed by terror.
Lu Xuan flicked his sleeve, and a heaven-shaking palm strike, like a colossal mountain range spanning the sky, prepared to descend.
Just then, Wang Man and Qing Yan cried out, "Peak Master Lu, wait!"
Lu Xuan looked at Wang Man.
Wang Man pointed at Wei Yan and the others, respectfully saying, "Peak Master Lu, these people are traitors from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. Killing them like this would be letting them off too easily!"
Lu Xuan nodded. "Good point." He brought the massive palm down.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Like the roar of the Great Dao, the remaining members of the Tianluo Hall instantly turned into blood mist, exploding and splattering everywhere. Half-Emperors, annihilated! Quasi-Emperors, annihilated! Annihilated! Annihilated!
In the blink of an eye, he slaughtered them like chickens!
However, Wei Yan and the other traitors from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion were instantly restrained, unable to move.
In the next second, Wang Man, Qing Yan, and Ye Beichen rushed toward Wei Yan and his group.
Wang Man’s face was flushed red as he swung his blood-soaked fist, roaring, "You sons of bitches!"
"You dogs!"
In an instant, thousands of loyalists surrounded Wei Yan and the traitors. Rage! Killing intent! They needed to vent!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Snap!
Fists and feet rained down! Wang Man smashed his fist directly into Wei Yan’s face, knocking out all his teeth. Wei Yan screamed in agony. Wang Man went completely insane, grabbing Wei Yan’s arm and snapping it, blood spurting out. "I'll spare your mother!"
Qing Yan kicked Wei Yan in the groin.
Snap!
It broke! A pool of blood spread beneath Wei Yan’s crotch.
Ye Beichen’s face was twisted in a savage grin. He snarled, "Don't kill them yet! Torture these traitors relentlessly!" Saying this, Ye Beichen took out a Half-Emperor-tier healing pill and shoved it into Wei Yan’s mouth. Wei Yan’s injuries quickly stabilized.
Everyone resumed their frenzied beating of Wei Yan and the others!
A crimson mist of blood rose into the air.
Wei Yan’s screams were endless. "Empress, spare me... my Drunken Immortal Pavilion submits to you... I submit..."
"Stop hitting me! Stop! My foundation is going to be ruined..."
But Wang Man and the others ignored him, their fists and feet hammering down like a torrential storm.
Meanwhile, Lu Xuan held Ji Fuyao. Her face was slightly flushed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as a warm current surged through her heart. Her heart was pounding like a drum.
In both her lives, she had never been held like this. She had never been this close to a man!
Her fair, delicate face rested against her Master’s chest. His heartbeat was strong and powerful, like thunder, and that masculine aura gave her a feeling she couldn't quite describe. Her body was so close to her Master’s. Her first time being this intimate was with her Master...
Her face grew even redder. She felt so shy.
Divine light flickered in Ji Fuyao’s eyes. She was an Empress, yet in front of her Master, she felt like a little girl.
But in Lu Xuan’s arms, that warmth gave her an unprecedented sense of security.
Ji Fuyao stared blankly at her Master, her delicate lips trembling. "Master..."
Lu Xuan smiled faintly and sent a gentle force into Ji Fuyao’s body. Her inner world, which had been tattered like broken cotton, was now nourished by this power, and it felt incredibly comfortable. She couldn't help but let out a soft, delicate moan.
"Mmm... Ah..."
That tingling sensation, that soul-stirring feeling... was beyond words.
Lu Xuan was slightly taken aback. Uh, what the hell?
He was about to put Ji Fuyao down.
Ji Fuyao hesitated, then bravely whispered, "Master, could you... could you hold me for just a little longer?"
After speaking, Ji Fuyao shyly buried her head in Lu Xuan’s chest.
So embarrassing! How could she say something like that?
So strange.
But in the next instant, Lu Xuan lightly flicked her on the forehead. "What are you thinking?"
"Ah..." Ji Fuyao let out a soft cry.
With that, he gently set Ji Fuyao down in the void.
Ji Fuyao: "..."
Lu Xuan suddenly turned his back to her, leaving her with only his silhouette.
A faint sense of loss welled up in Ji Fuyao’s heart.
At that moment, Lu Xuan stood with the heavens at his back, his white robes billowing, his three thousand strands of black hair fluttering. Though only a silhouette, he was ethereal and transcendent, like an immortal banished from the heavens!
Thunder crashed! Rain poured down!
Lu Xuan was clearly the most unique and detached existence in this entire world!
Ji Fuyao looked at Lu Xuan’s back, her face still slightly flushed. She quickly composed herself and whispered, "I'm sorry, Master. I was just..."