94: An ant trying to shake a tree? Sword control!

Half an hour later, a desperate situation!

Lin Fan’s Ancient Desolate Body had long since dimmed, and every breath was accompanied by a tearing pain in his chest.

Ling Ke'er’s magic power was almost depleted, but her pretty face remained unyielding.

Xiao Huohuo was even more miserable; he could barely lift his Xuan Heavy Ruler, and a striking trickle of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating a serious internal injury.

Only Nanny, relying on her Chaos Body and the domineering Devouring Heaven Magic Skill, was in slightly better condition, but her large eyes were now filled with solemnity and exhaustion.

Just now, the four of them joined forces, using all their trump cards, to kill one expert who had broken through to the Void Realm and severely wound two others. This achievement, if it were to spread, would be enough to shake the entire Southern Region!

But at this moment, they faced the Old Ancestor of the Tang Sect!

"Hehehe... A group of strange ants, you've given this old man quite a surprise."

The withered figure of the Tang Sect Old Ancestor floated in mid-air, his turbid eyes filled with greed.

"Hand over your Legacy, and this old man can give you a quick death!"

The might of a Martial Emperor was terrifying!

"Bah!" Xiao Huohuo spat out a mouthful of blood, shouldering his Xuan Heavy Ruler, and swayed as he straightened his body, a defiant, ferocious grin on his face. "Old geezer, dreaming of eating shit? If you have the guts, step over your Grandfather Xiao's corpse!"

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I'll go first! You find a chance to escape!"

"Escape?" The Tang Sect Old Ancestor sneered, his laughter even more unpleasant than an owl's hoot. "Within this old man's 'Emperor Domain,' where can you go?"

Within this Domain, he was the only god!

Lin Fan and the other three felt as if a great mountain had been pressed upon them.

It's over!

Just as a deep sense of powerlessness and despair arose in their hearts.

"Crack—"

A soft sound, like glass shattering, suddenly echoed in this world shrouded by the shadow of death.

Everyone, including the arrogant Tang Sect Old Ancestor, was startled and instinctively looked up.

They saw that the Void Realm, which had been tightly sealed by the "Emperor Domain," had, without warning, split open with a dark crack, like a fragile mirror.

Immediately after.

Before everyone's eyes, a hand, an ordinary hand, slowly reached out from the dark crack.

It was as if someone had merely pushed open their own courtyard gate.

Then, a figure in a green robe, walking leisurely, stepped out from the Void Realm crack.

The newcomer's aura was peaceful yet mysterious.

The entire world seemed to fall silent because of him.

That "Emperor Domain" which was powerful enough to crush mountains and bind everything, silently shattered and then dissipated.

"Master!"

The moment Lin Fan and the other three saw that figure, all their despair and unease were instantly replaced by boundless ecstasy and... a sense of peace!

"You... who are you?!" The Tang Sect Old Ancestor's voice changed pitch.

He couldn't see through him!

He couldn't see through him at all!

Lu Yuchen glanced at his four precious Disciples, covered in blood and looking disheveled, and a look of "distress" appeared on his face.

"Tsk, you've only been out for a few days, how did you all end up looking like you rolled in mud?"

"Brat! Arrogant!" The Tang Sect Old Ancestor was furious when Lu Yuchen ignored him.

"So much nonsense."

Lu Yuchen finally glanced at him impatiently.

He formed a hand seal with one hand, performing "Sword Control."

All the treasured swords in everyone's hands became uncontrollable, as if they had gained sentience, their Soul Emergence flying into the sky.

Everyone didn't know what was happening; this scene, like a Sword Immortal descending to the mortal world, scared them badly.

In the sky, countless treasured swords gathered into a river of swords.

Within the river of swords, there seemed to be an unparalleled sharpness capable of splitting heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, space shattered inch by inch, and time itself seemed to completely freeze under this one sword!

"No—! What is this?!"

The Tang Sect Old Ancestor let out his last, and most desperate, scream!

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

The river of swords pierced through his body.

The Tang Sect Old Ancestor was pinned to the ground.

Everyone was dumbfounded, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Chu Feng of the Profound Sword Sect, and the accompanying Elder, were almost scared to pee their pants.

A Martial Emperor expert... just like that... gone?!

"Wow! Master is so amazing!"

Only Nanny reacted first, her small face filled with adoration, clapping her small hands and cheering excitedly.

She opened her small mouth, and the Devouring Heaven Magic Skill roared into operation, devouring the energy from the Tang Sect Old Ancestor's body like a whale!

Boom!

Nanny's aura once again experienced an explosive Breakthrough!

She directly broke through to Foundation Establishment eighth Rank.

"Ding! Detected that the Host's Disciple Lu Nuannuan has successfully devoured a Martial Emperor Realm expert, and her cultivation has broken through to Foundation Establishment eighth Rank!"

"Triggering ten times return!"

"Congratulations to the Host for a tenfold cultivation return!"

The round Golden Core within Lu Yuchen's body spun wildly, radiating brilliant light, and he steadily entered the Peak of the Golden Core Stage sixth Rank.

"Not bad, not bad." Lu Yuchen nodded with satisfaction.

He withdrew his gaze and surveyed his surroundings, casually wiping out the remaining defeated soldiers who had already been scared out of their wits.

Just as he was about to leave with his Disciples, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a black figure that was quietly trying to slip away.

"Trying to run?"

Lu Yuchen's lips curved into a playful arc.

He flicked his finger, and a stream of magic power flew out, directly binding the black figure and dragging him back.

It was none other than the Transmigration, Chen Beixuan, who had been hiding in the shadows, preparing to reap the benefits!

"Se... Senior, spare me!" Chen Beixuan was scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and immediately knelt on the ground.

"Spare you?" Lu Yuchen chuckled. "My Disciples, they were 'experience packs' in your eyes, weren't they?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped wasting words and pointed a finger.

Chen Beixuan, dead.

"Ding! Detected that the Host has killed an otherworldly System holder!"

"The Host's 'Master-Disciple Tenfold Return System' has begun to devour the 'Hunter System (Incomplete Version)'..."

"Devour successful!"

"System is upgrading..."

"Upgrade successful! Congratulations to the Host, the 'Master-Disciple Tenfold Return System' has officially upgraded to the 'Master-Disciple Hundredfold Return System'!"

"Alright." Lu Yuchen raised an eyebrow, feeling incredibly pleased.

He glanced at the others beside him and said faintly, "You all continue, I'm off."

Zhuge Qing, hearing this, shivered and, disregarding all etiquette, rushed out in a single stride, falling to his knees before Lu Yuchen with a "thud," hugging his thigh and crying heartbreakingly.

"Senior, do you still need Disciples?!"

Chu Feng of the Profound Sword Sect, seeing this, followed suit, though he hugged Lu Yuchen's leg.

"Senior! Please accept me as your Disciple! I'll be your ox and horse!"

Lu Yuchen looked at this dramatic scene, feeling a bit amused and helpless.

"You all have no affinity with my Sect."

After speaking, he ignored the crowd, waved his large sleeve, tore through the Void Realm, and instantly vanished.

Only his four Disciples, along with the Profound Sword Sect and the Zhuge family, were left in disarray in the wind.

...

Half a month later.

Tianwu Continent, Eastern Region, Arid Azure Continent.

Yu Luo Village.

This was a remote small village located on the edge of the desolate Gobi Desert, with simple folk but extreme poverty.

A figure in a green robe silently appeared at the village entrance.

It was Lu Yuchen, who had traveled here.

As soon as he entered the village, he was attracted by a burst of frantic laughter.

He saw a disheveled, ragged, and dirty young man at the crooked-neck tree at the village entrance, hugging a stone and giggling foolishly.

"Hehe... I am an immortal... I am an immortal who can cut off all suffering... Hehe..."

The young man was mumbling incoherently, his eyes unfocused, clearly a mentally unstable madman.

The surrounding villagers all avoided him, their faces filled with disgust and... a barely perceptible hint of pity.

Lu Yuchen's footsteps, however, stopped.

His eyes, which always carried a hint of laziness, now narrowed slightly, fixed intently on the madman.

The Observation Technique was quietly activated.

The next moment!

Even with his current state of mind, he couldn't help but gasp.

He saw a thick, indescribable, almost solid... seven-colored Luck light pillar rising into the sky from the madman's head, stirring up the wind and clouds!

"Name: Li Huowang."

"Luck Rank: Seven-colored (???)."

"Status: Divine Soul split, not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, suspected to be..."

The corner of Lu Yuchen's mouth curved into an extremely playful, ghost-seeing, hunter-spotting-a-peerless-Treasure Trove kind of arc.

"Holy crap..."

"This damn, another one?"