107: Chapter 107 The Heavens of the Xuanhuang Realm are About to Change

In the Void Realm surrounding the imperial capital, countless prying gazes froze at this very moment.

From the direction of the Central Province, Baili Changfeng's eyes were locked onto the blood-bathed figure in the giant crater, and for the first time, undisguisable shock appeared on his aged face.

"A Half-Step Immortal, defeated?" His voice was trembling.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he had seen countless brilliant talents and witnessed many life-and-death battles between Tribulation Transcenders.

Yet, he had never seen a Half-Step Immortal defeated by someone in a single move.

The power of that xuanchen whisk had already exceeded his understanding.

"Kunlun!"

Baili Changfeng whispered this name, his eyes filled with complexity.

"The Southern Wilderness actually hides such a power."

In the direction of the East Sea, on that jade-green spirit boat, Hai Tianlan stood at the bow with his hands behind his back, his expression no longer composed but stunned.

The Elders of Penglai Pavilion behind him could not utter a single word.

A Half-Step Immortal was already an existence standing at the pinnacle of the Xuanhuang World, yet in front of that person holding the xuanchen whisk, they didn't even last a single move.

Hai Tianlan took a deep breath, suppressing the tumultuous waves in his heart, and spoke in a low voice: "Pass down the order: from this day on, no force in the East Sea is allowed to be an enemy of Kunlun."

The Elder behind him hurriedly bowed: "Yes."

Kunlun might have a Red Dust Immortal, which would explain how they could easily defeat the Ancestor of Liuli Sect; such an existence was not someone they could afford to offend.

On that desolate mountain peak in the Western Regions.

"Suppressing a Half-Step Immortal in one move."

The old monk spoke in a low voice, his voice raspy and calm, yet filled with an indescribable sense of emotion.

"Kunlun, what a Kunlun."

He was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up and began to collect the pieces on the chessboard one by one, his movements calm and devout.

"It seems the heavens of the Xuanhuang World are about to change."

...

Zhouwu Imperial Capital, above the wilderness.

In the giant crater, the Ancestor of Liuli Sect lay on his back amidst the rubble, his aura withered to the extreme.

His eyes gazed at the sky, filled with fear and deep despair.

Seventy thousand years of bitter cultivation, half a foot stepped into the Immortal Realm, just one step away from Ascension to become an Immortal.

"Damn Kunlun!" the Ancestor of Liuli Sect cursed inwardly.

His Opportunity for Immortal Ascension lacked only the heart-cleansing bamboo; if not for Kunlun, he would already be on the path to becoming an Immortal right now.

The Ancestor of Liuli Sect raised his hand with difficulty, attempting to retrieve a jade talisman from his bosom.

The moment his fingers touched the edge of the jade talisman, a sharp Sword Qi descended from the Void Realm, severing his hand along with the jade talisman.

"Ah—!"

The Ancestor of Liuli Sect let out a shrill scream, blood gushing from his severed wrist.

Elder Cangwu stood in the Void Realm holding the xuanchen whisk, looking down at the blood-bathed figure in the giant crater as if he were looking at a decaying corpse.

"Want to escape?"

Elder Cangwu spoke, his tone flat yet carrying an unquestionable coldness.

The Ancestor of Liuli Sect looked up and said in terror: "You... you cannot kill me."

His voice was raspy and weak, carrying a final trace of struggle.

"I am the Old Ancestor of the Liuli Sect; if you kill me, the Liuli Sect..."

"The Liuli Sect?"

Elder Cangwu interrupted him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, forming a cold arc.

"The Liuli Sect shall be destroyed today."

As the words fell, he raised his hand, and the xuanchen whisk swept across the Void Realm once more.

A beam of white light surged from the whisk, falling silently toward the giant crater.

The pupils of the Ancestor of Liuli Sect contracted violently; he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

The moment the white light fell, his body seemed to be crushed by an invisible force, starting from his limbs, turning into powder inch by inch.

A Half-Step Immortal, the Old Ancestor of the Liuli Sect, an existence of seventy thousand years of cultivation, at this moment, completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

In the giant crater, only a bottomless pit remained, along with the lingering, slowly dissipating traces of Immortal power in the air.

Supreme Great Elder Mo Yunting knelt in the Void Realm, his whole body trembling violently.

Supreme Second Elder Ye Pojun and Supreme Third Elder Xiao Jue were also kneeling on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.

Sect Leader Lin Guiya lay on the deck of the spirit boat, covered in blood, watching the Old Ancestor turn into powder under the whisk; his vision went black, and he fainted directly.

The surviving Liuli Sect Elders were all collapsed on the ground.

The Old Ancestor was dead; the Half-Step Immortal, the omnipotent Old Ancestor in their eyes, had just died like that.

Elder Cangwu held the xuanchen whisk, his gaze sweeping over the kneeling Liuli Sect members, preparing to clear them out.

Just then, faint ripples appeared in the Void Realm, and a Divine Thought was transmitted into Elder Cangwu's mind.

Elder Cangwu was slightly taken aback, then immediately put away the whisk and bowed deeply in the direction the aura came from.

"Sect Master."

His voice was respectful and solemn, exceptionally clear above the deathly silent imperial capital.

Afterward, Elder Cangwu stood up and spoke, his voice not loud, yet it exploded like thunder in everyone's ears.

"The Master of Kunlun has an order."

"From this day on, whoever dares to harm anyone from Kunlun shall be killed without mercy!"

His voice echoed in the Void Realm, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"The Liuli Sect has defied those above them and intended to harm Kunlun Disciples."

As the words fell, Elder Cangwu's gaze landed on the kneeling Liuli Sect members, as if looking at a group of dead people.

"They shall be destroyed today!"

As the words fell, Elder Cangwu raised his hand and waved, the xuanchen whisk swept gently across the Void Realm, and Supreme Great Elder Mo Yunting and all the remaining Liuli Sect members were wiped out!

Elder Cangwu withdrew the whisk and looked at Cang Song behind him.

"Cang Song, follow me to the Western Regions to wipe out the Liuli Sect."

The two were about to set off when Elder Cangwu suddenly stopped, turned around, and swept his gaze across the Void Realm surrounding the imperial capital.

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone present.

"Three months from now, Kunlun will enter the world and recruit Disciples widely."

"At that time, all Prodigies from the five regions of the Xuanhuang World may come."

"Kunlun does not ask about background or origin; we only look at Heart-Nature and destiny."

Having said this, Elder Cangwu said no more, and together with Cang Song, they transformed into two streams of light and sped toward the Western Regions.

Above the imperial capital, after a moment of silence, an irrepressible burst of discussion erupted.

"Kunlun entering the world? Recruiting Disciples widely?"

"Three months later? What... what is this for?"

"Didn't you understand? Kunlun is opening its mountain gates to take in Disciples! Prodigies from the five regions can all come, regardless of background or origin!"

"This is a massive Opportunity!"

Amidst the discussion, countless gazes looked toward the Western Regions, where a war of annihilation was about to begin.

Western Regions, Liuli Sect.

The mountain gates were imposing; inside the main hall on the mountaintop, several remaining Elders were talking in low voices.

They did not yet know that the Sect's most powerful force had already been completely wiped out in the Southern Wilderness.

"The Grand Elder and the others have been gone for so long; there should be news soon, right?"

"With the Old Ancestor personally taking action, mere Zhouwu can be destroyed with a flip of a hand."

As they were speaking, an aged voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"You will not live to see that day."

The few in the hall rose suddenly, their expressions changing drastically.

Before the voice died away, two streams of light descended from the sky, landing steadily in front of the Liuli Sect's mountain gate.

"Is this the Liuli Sect?" Cang Song asked, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

"Tens of thousands of years of heritage, and it's nothing more than this."

Elder Cangwu did not respond; he raised the xuanchen whisk in his hand and waved it again.

In an instant, the Liuli Sect turned into ruins.

Only these ruins could prove that the Liuli Sect had once existed.