282: Can you speak properly now?

Lu Jiuyuan nodded slightly, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes: "Avatar Demonic Shadow’s ninth level? It sounds somewhat interesting.

Let him come; I would like to witness it myself."

Guan Yutian was overjoyed. What kind of situation would it be if only he was unlucky? It would be interesting if everyone was unlucky.

He bowed hastily and said, "Yes, this subordinate will go arrange it now."

Ten miles away, three figures were rapidly approaching the Supreme Alliance.

The leader, dressed in luxurious robes with a sinister expression, was none other than Helian Ba, the Palace Master of Sea Shark Palace.

Behind him followed two women: one in red, charming and lovely, was Bai Yu'er; the other in white, with a cold and beautiful Face, was Lian Chixue.

"Master, is it too risky for just the three of us to come?" Lian Chixue couldn't help but ask.

Helian Ba sneered, "Hahahahaha, only Guan Yutian of the Supreme Alliance is worthy of my attention; the others are just a bunch of weaklings.

Now that my Avatar Demonic Shadow divine skill has broken through to the ninth level, as long as I defeat Guan Yutian in front of everyone, the others will naturally come to pledge their allegiance to me.

We have the strength and inside help; today, we will take down the Supreme Alliance in one fell swoop!"

Bai Yu'er frowned and said, "Godfather, Guan Yutian’s Divine Dragon Palm is incredibly powerful, I'm afraid..."

"Hmph, though the Divine Dragon Palm is strong, what good is it if it can't hit me! My Avatar Demonic Shadow has reached the ninth level, which is enough to counter his palm techniques.

Say no more; this battle is a sure victory!"

Helian Ba was full of confidence and quickened his pace. He didn't use the main entrance but directly scaled the courtyard wall, activating his lightness skill, and landed gracefully on the plaza with an extremely dashing posture.

However, he didn't see anyone waiting on the plaza.

As the three landed, Helian Ba frowned. What was going on? They had agreed to meet, but there wasn't even a proper welcoming display? The guys from the Supreme Alliance were really not giving him Face!

"Guan Yutian, come out here! What is the meaning of this?"

"Guan Yutian has gone to recuperate. It's better to find me than him!" A voice sounded from behind, as if right beside his ear.

Helian Ba’s expression changed slightly, and he turned around abruptly, but saw nothing.

"Why such a panic? This King means no harm!"

The voice came from behind again, but this time it wasn't by his ear, but from a distance.

Helian Ba slowly turned around and looked up, only to see a person sitting on the golden throne in front of the Supreme Hall.

His Face was handsome, and his demeanor was leisurely.

It was a man he had never seen before, dressed in a crimson Dragon King robe, with an extraordinary aura. Simply sitting there, he gave off a feeling of towering majesty, as if suppressing the entire world.

"Playing tricks, who are you? Where is Guan Yutian?" Helian Ba asked in a deep voice.

"Guan Yutian has submitted to this King," Lu Jiuyuan said indifferently. "The Supreme Alliance is now under my command.

Helian Ba, Guan Yutian said your strength is quite good. How about it, would you consider doing the same as him? After all, I prefer to avoid trouble."

Helian Ba was stunned at first, then burst into laughter: "What big words! Just you?

That old fox Guan Yutian would actually submit to you? What a huge joke!"

His laughter abruptly stopped, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "No matter who you are, if you dare to block my path, there is only one way: death!"

Before his words finished, Helian Ba's figure flickered, instantly splitting into nine. The nine figures simultaneously attacked Lu Jiuyuan; it was his ultimate technique, Avatar Demonic Shadow!

The nine figures were indistinguishable between real and fake, each containing powerful Internal Energy, launching attacks from different angles, blocking all of Lu Jiuyuan's escape routes.

Lu Jiuyuan merely shook his head gently: "Petty tricks."

Before his words finished, a scene that left Helian Ba dumbfounded occurred!

Just as his nine Clones were about to reach Lu Jiuyuan, a Lu Jiuyuan appeared out of thin air in front of each Clone!

Nine Lu Jiuyuans, their movements perfectly synchronized, their expressions equally indifferent, as if they had always been standing there, but no one could perceive them.

The nine Lu Jiuyuans simultaneously raised their right hands, their movements not fast, yet incredibly precise, cutting through the dazzling attack trajectories of Helian Ba's Clones, as if those fierce palm winds and finger strikes were mere illusory phantoms.

Then, nine palms, casually yet with irresistible force, slapped the Faces of the nine "Helian Bas."

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" ... Nine crisp, loud slaps sounded almost simultaneously, merging into a peculiar echo that reverberated across the plaza in front of the Supreme Hall.

There were no earth-shattering explosions, no tragic scenes of blood flying.

But the nine Clones, imbued with Helian Ba’s profound skill, instantly vanished and dissipated like popped bubbles the moment they were slapped.

In the end, only Helian Ba's main body remained frozen in place, maintaining a forward-rushing posture, a clear, swollen red palm print on his left cheek stinging painfully.

He was completely bewildered.

His eyes were wide, filled with extreme confusion, shock, and incomprehension.

His Avatar Demonic Shadow, cultivated for decades, his pride and joy, the ultimate technique he was confident could dominate the Jianghu and rule the world... was it just broken like that?

This had completely surpassed his martial arts understanding!

Speed? Illusion? Impossible, how could the speed be so fast, how could it be that fast!

Bai Yu'er and Lian Chixue were also completely stunned, covering their mouths, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Their seemingly invincible godfather (Master) couldn't even make the opponent get up, and was even so easily... slapped in the Face?

Guan Yutian had appeared at the hall entrance at some point, watching this scene, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. The slight resentment he felt from being forced to submit instantly vanished, even replaced by a sense of superiority.

Although I also got beaten, I wasn't slapped in the Face.

I at least exchanged one punch; though defeated, it was glorious, glorious!

Helian Ba, this old fellow, came from thousands of miles away to offer his Face; how touching, how commendable!

Lu Jiuyuan sat on the throne, slowly retracted his hand, and looked at the dumbfounded Helian Ba, saying indifferently:

"Now, can we talk properly?"