53: Chapter 53 You are elders, not saintesses, why are your legs shaking?

"Style?"

"Hasn't Revered Master always had style?"

Su Xuner blinked her large eyes, but before she could ask, she saw the black-clad figure step out of the flying boat and vanish.

Lu Chen's step was slow and casual.

With his hands behind his back, Lu Chen's posture was relaxed, his gait carrying a leisurely and carefree air.

But when Lu Chen's foot landed on the Void Realm...

The wind in the entire Sunset Grand Canyon stopped.

The originally noisy world instantly fell into silence, all sound forcibly stripped away by Lu Chen's Emperor Dao Laws.

Immediately after.

The Jiang Family flying boat suspended in mid-air, along with the Fire Phoenix Descendant, Thunder Flood Dragon, and White Jade Qilin pulling the carriage.

Thud.

The three Quasi-Great Power level exotic beasts collapsed, unable to even let out a whimper, lying flat in the Void Realm with their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"This... this is..."

The arrogance on Jiang Yifei's face froze, and his knees bent uncontrollably, letting out the sound of cracking bones.

Jiang Yifei tried to look up, but his neck was held down firmly by a terrifying weight, as if the entire sky had crashed onto his back.

"Why did it go dark?"

Someone shouted in terror.

Everyone struggled to lift their heads and look at the high sky.

They saw a giant spiritual Qi hand covering the sky appear out of thin air.

That giant hand had clear lines, with the Great Dao Laws interwoven and flowing between the palm lines, radiating an ancient pressure.

The giant hand slowly closed, actually grabbing the blazing sun hanging high in the Nine Heavens in its palm!

Crack!

A crisp shattering sound echoed between heaven and earth.

Under everyone's gaze, that bright sun was crushed alive.

Light distorted, and the solar disk collapsed.

The entire world instantly fell into gloom, and the figure standing at the bow of the tower ship emitted a faint glow.

Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, the wine gourd at his waist swaying gently.

Lu Chen looked up slightly, watching the grand scene he had created.

This visual effect is indeed quite good.

Since I'm going to act, I might as well make it big.

Lu Chen cleared his throat, and his voice, low and deep, was carried directly into everyone's ears with the help of the Great Dao Laws.

"With the sun and moon in hand, I pluck the stars; in this world, there is no one like me!"

Hum!

As soon as these words were spoken, the Void Realm trembled, and the Great Dao resonated!

Golden lotuses bloomed in the Void Realm as everyone stared blankly at the figure above.

Thump! Thump!

The Cultivators below, whether Holy Land Elders or Loose Cultivators, all knelt on the ground in patches.

They couldn't even muster the thought of resisting.

This was a crushing suppression of life levels.

"G... Great Emperor..."

"It's Emperor Yun! A living Great Emperor!"

Yan Lie, the red-haired old man from the Star Pavilion, lay prone on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the deck, cold sweat soaking his back.

Yan Lie remembered that he had just been mocking the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce through voice transmission, and his body trembled even more violently.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully flexing! The Great Emperor's majesty has successfully refreshed their perception!]

[Task Reward: Saint Grade daily cultivation casual wear — Yoga Style × 10 sets (distributed to the System space, available at any time)]

Hearing the prompt in his mind, the corners of Lu Chen's mouth curled up slightly.

Yoga Clothes!

Clothing that could perfectly fit the body, make cultivation more comfortable, and assist his disciples in their cultivation was now in his hands.

Lu Chen's peripheral vision swept behind him.

He saw Leng Qingqiu holding the Emperor Sword, her eyes filled with fanaticism, and a flush appearing on her usually expressionless face.

This is Revered Master!

This is what Revered Master truly looks like!

Ruling over the world, with all living beings submitting!

Yun Qianyue's nine tails wagged rapidly, her peach blossom eyes were watery, and she wished she could pounce on Lu Chen and hang onto him right now.

Su Xuner was also wide-mouthed and dazed.

It turns out Revered Master wasn't bragging.

He really could crush the sun with one hand!

Lu Chen was very satisfied with his disciples' reactions, and only then did he slowly turn his head to look at Jiang Yifei.

At this moment, where was the arrogance of a Central Province Prodigy in Jiang Yifei?

Jiang Yifei's golden hair crown was tilted to one side, his face was pale, and his teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

And beside Jiang Yifei...

Although Ji Linger, the little princess of the Ji Family, was also under pressure, it was clearly not that heavy.

Her little lolita body had big eyes that were staring infatuatedly at Lu Chen, her eyes filled with obsession; she liked men who were older and handsome.

Nangong Ziyi, who carried a long zither, had been attracted to strength and good looks since she was young; her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was rapid, and her gaze was glued to Lu Chen.

Is this the legendary Emperor Yun?

So handsome! This aloof and superior aura really makes one's legs go soft.

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow.

Modern young female Cultivators can still be infatuated while being suppressed? Are they sick?

If I had known, I would have used more force to suppress them harshly, and not shown any mercy to the fairer sex!

Lu Chen withdrew his gaze and looked at the five Saints blocking the canyon entrance.

Especially the previously shouting Perfected Purple Thunder and Old Ghost Wanxue, who was hiding in the blood cloud pretending to be dead.

At this very moment.

These five Saint Elders stood hunched in place.

Especially Old Ghost Wanxue, whose two withered legs were shaking violently, with a huge amplitude.

Lu Chen found it amusing and took a step, teleporting directly in front of the five.

"Oh, what's wrong with you all?"

Lu Chen tucked his hands into his sleeves and looked at them with a smile.

"On such a hot day, why are you shaking like this? Those who don't know might think you're reaching a climax of excitement."

The five Saints—Old Ghost Wanxue, Daoist Minggu, Perfected Purple Thunder, Lei Xuzi, and Heavenly Crone Ziyou—only felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads.

The five wanted to speak and beg for mercy, but their throats were tight, and they could only make strange noises.

Too terrifying! Is this the true majesty of a Great Emperor?

Even though Lu Chen had already restrained his aura, that sense of oppression originating from the depths of their Souls still made them tremble with fear.

Especially Perfected Purple Thunder; remembering the things he had just said, he felt endless regret in his heart.

Talking about rules in front of this lord? What this lord sets are the rules.

"Alright, stop shaking."

Lu Chen waved his hand dismissively, his expression calm and composed, completely devoid of the power that had just crushed the sun.

"You are, after all, Saint-level old ghosts who have lived for thousands of years. Why is your mental state so poor?"

Lu Chen pointed at Old Ghost Wanxue's still-trembling legs.

"Look at you, why are you shaking? Are you one of those delicate Saintesses in the Holy Lands? Do your legs go soft when you see a man?"

Old Ghost Wanxue's face turned beet red, but he didn't dare to retort a single word; he even had to force out a hideous smile.

"Emperor Yun is joking..."

"This old man's 'old cold legs' are acting up. Yes, I've been poisoned, a thousand-year case of old cold legs..."

Lu Chen rolled his eyes. What kind of nonsense is "old cold legs"?

A Saint getting old cold legs? Why don't you just say you have rheumatism?

"I'm not some bloodthirsty ancient devil. Is there any need to be this scared?"

Lu Chen spread his hands, looking innocent.

"Relax, take a deep breath."

Lu Chen patted Old Ghost Wanxue's shoulder, and the latter almost knelt down on the spot.

"I recognize you, Old Ghost Wanxue. We met a hundred years ago."

Lu Chen said in a relaxed and unhurried tone.

"Back then, you wanted to snatch the Xuantian Spirit Vine I had my eye on, and you even tried to bully me with your high cultivation, saying you would refine me."

Old Ghost Wanxue's eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.

It's over! He's here to settle old scores!

"But fortunately, although I hadn't become a Saint back then, beating you was still as easy as beating a grandson."

Lu Chen reminisced about the past with a smile.

"I remember I crushed half of your body back then. I didn't expect you, old ghost, to be so resilient. It's already grown back?"

Everyone present looked at Old Ghost Wanxue with sympathetic gazes.

Of all the people to provoke, they had to provoke this vengeful, crafty fellow.

"Alright, stop looking like that."

Seeing that it was enough, Lu Chen finally retracted that sky-covering giant hand with lingering interest.

The crushed sun reappeared in the sky, and sunlight fell once more.

The gravity pressing down on everyone also dissipated.

Phew—!

A chorus of gasps sounded outside the canyon.

Everyone looked relieved.

After Lu Chen's spiritual Qi giant hand was retracted, he casually patted Old Ghost Wanxue's head.

"I remember you, Old Ghost Wanxue. Relax, take a deep breath. The Emperor's pressure was a bit heavy; dizziness is normal!"