Chapter 51: Here It Comes! The Familiar Trope of Engagement Annulment!
Lu Sheng was at a loss.
She had no idea why things had turned out this way.
She had clearly used her spiritual energy to check, and the residual toxins in Qiu Liu's body were minimal, showing signs of imminent recovery.
In an instant.
Lu Sheng thought of Lu Henge.
It must have been Lu Henge's doing!
This time.
Lu Sheng was right.
It really was Lu Henge's doing.
But her guessing it was useless; Lu Henge had already been imprisoned in the Sword Prison. She couldn't possibly drag him out of the Sword Prison, could she?
"What should I do?"
"What should I do?!"
Lu Sheng frantically searched for a solution.
If this continued, Qiu Liu would truly die.
She had no idea what to do, unless she could force the worms out of Qiu Liu's body; otherwise, it would all be useless.
On the bed.
Qiu Liu, in excruciating pain, actually broke free from Lu Sheng's oppressive spiritual pressure. Her hands directly grasped her increasingly long tongue and began desperately pulling it out, trying to tear it off.
Lu Sheng was only stunned for a second, when a meter-long tongue was ripped off by Qiu Liu, forcefully pulled out of her mouth, even dragging out the hyoid bone at the base of the tongue. Blood splattered everywhere, covering the entire cave dwelling.
Lu Sheng didn't have time to react and was splashed with blood all over.
Even her face felt warm.
Thud!
Qiu Liu's tongue fell to the ground.
Hiss!
Qiu Liu let out a strange cry, like a dying dog, her voice extremely hoarse and painful.
In the next second, Qiu Liu's hand moved down, touching her stomach, and began to desperately scratch it.
Lu Sheng, who had been shocked by the scene, finally reacted and immediately stepped forward, grabbing Qiu Liu's hand: "Liu'er, what are you doing?"
"Stop it, you'll hurt yourself!"
Lu Sheng forcibly held Qiu Liu's hand, but Qiu Liu was struggling violently. Her cultivation was still at the Golden Core stage, and even though she was in immense pain, her strength was still terrifying.
The moment Lu Sheng released her spiritual pressure, Qiu Liu instantly regained her strength.
"Master, it hurts!"
"My stomach hurts, it really hurts!"
Qiu Liu's eyes were filled with tears, her voice hoarse and broken, like a broken bellows.
Lu Sheng, seeing Qiu Liu in such agony, felt her heart ache as if it were being torn apart.
She gently patted Qiu Liu's back: "Liu'er, bear with it, Master will definitely find a way to save you."
"Master, it hurts, dig out my heart, it really hurts."
"Master, kill me, I don't want to live anymore, it hurts too much!"
Qiu Liu howled in agony, her body twisting like a snake on the bed.
Lu Sheng was heartbroken.
The pain from the "Three Worms Three Hells Pill" was far more terrifying than the demon fox's demonic heart, which only affected the soul.
This was a pain from the very core of one's being, a pain that gnawed at the bones and permeated the soul.
"Who are you talking to?"
Suddenly.
A figure appeared out of thin air in Qiu Liu's cave dwelling, looking quite surprised.
This person was a woman.
Wearing a purple robe, her figure was graceful, her face beautiful, and her eyes were bright and clear. At first glance, she seemed to be around the same age as Lu Sheng, but the spiritual energy fluctuations on her body indicated that she was much older than Lu Sheng.
This woman was the Sect Master of Lanshan Immortal Sect, Mu Nanyan's master, and also the strongest person in Lanshan Immortal Sect, a Mahayana stage powerhouse.
Lanshan Immortal Sect was one of the top ten immortal sects in the Human Realm.
The Sect Master was named Yan Feifei.
When Lu Sheng saw Yan Feifei, her face immediately showed respect, and she cupped her hands: "Greetings, Sect Master Yan."
Yan Feifei smiled gently: "Lu Sheng, we are old friends, there's no need to be so polite."
Lu Sheng also smiled awkwardly.
She was well aware that in Yan Feifei's eyes, her position as a mere elder of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was nothing. She was just a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, and Yan Feifei was a Mahayana stage powerhouse. The gap between them was too vast.
But Lu Sheng was also one of the elders who greeted her every time she went to the Lanshan Immortal Sect.
Yan Feifei naturally remembered her.
"What's wrong with your disciple?"
Yan Feifei looked at Qiu Liu on the bed.
Lu Sheng frowned: "To be honest, my disciple was poisoned by Lu Henge."
Yan Feifei was stunned.
Lu Henge!
She had not heard this name in a long time.
After all, Lu Henge was a crippled person.
He was even exiled to the Prison Hall.
He shouldn't have been able to make any waves.
But hearing Lu Sheng's tone, it seemed that this matter was related to Lu Henge.
"I wonder what kind of poison it is?" Yan Feifei asked.
Lu Sheng shook her head: "I don't know, it's a very strange poison. It acts like a living creature, moving around in my disciple's body, and the most terrifying thing is that it can induce intense pain in my disciple."
Yan Feifei nodded.
She looked at Qiu Liu for a moment, then frowned: "This is a very powerful poison. It seems to have a strange power that affects the human soul."
Lu Sheng's eyes lit up: "Sect Master Yan, do you have a solution?"
Yan Feifei pondered for a moment, then shook her head: "This poison is too strange, I can't do anything about it. But I know someone who might be able to help you."
"Who?"
Lu Sheng asked anxiously.
"Yao Fan, the Great Elder of your Three Thousand Dao Sect."
Yan Feifei said.
Lu Sheng was stunned.
Yao Fan?
She frowned.
Yao Fan was a very eccentric person.
And he was also a very powerful alchemist.
But he rarely interfered in worldly affairs.
And he had a very bad relationship with Lu Henge.
If she went to ask Yao Fan for help, he would definitely not agree.
Yan Feifei smiled: "You don't have to worry, Yao Fan is a kind person. As long as you ask him sincerely, he will definitely help you."
Lu Sheng nodded.
She would try.
At this moment.
"Master!"
A clear and pleasant voice sounded.
Mu Nanyan, dressed in white, walked in gracefully.
"Nanyan, why are you here?"
Yan Feifei smiled.
Mu Nanyan smiled: "Master, I heard that you came to the Three Thousand Dao Sect, so I came to see you."
Yan Feifei nodded.
She looked at Mu Nanyan with satisfaction.
Mu Nanyan was her most beloved disciple.
And she was also a peerless genius.
She was also a strong candidate to become the next Sect Master of Lanshan Immortal Sect.
Mu Nanyan looked around, and her eyes suddenly stopped at Lu Sheng.
She frowned slightly.
"Lu Sheng, why are you here?"
Mu Nanyan's tone was very cold.
Lu Sheng was stunned.
She didn't expect Mu Nanyan to be so rude to her.
She was an elder of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, and Mu Nanyan was just a disciple.
Even if Mu Nanyan was a genius, she shouldn't be so rude to her.
Lu Sheng suppressed her anger and said, "I'm here to visit my disciple."
Mu Nanyan sneered: "Visit your disciple? Or are you here to frame others?"
Lu Sheng was furious: "Mu Nanyan, what do you mean by that?"
Mu Nanyan ignored her and looked at Yan Feifei: "Master, I want to annul the engagement with the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect!"
Yan Feifei was surprised.
She didn't expect Mu Nanyan to suddenly bring up this matter.
The engagement between Mu Nanyan and Lu Henge was made when they were very young.
It was a marriage alliance between the two sects.
And it was also a very important matter.
Now, Mu Nanyan suddenly wanted to annul the engagement.
This would definitely cause a huge uproar.
Yan Feifei frowned: "Nanyan, what are you talking about?"
Mu Nanyan's tone was firm: "Master, I want to annul the engagement with the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect!"
Yan Feifei looked at Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng also looked at Mu Nanyan in disbelief.
She didn't expect Mu Nanyan to suddenly do this.
This was a huge blow to the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
Chapter 52: Engagement Annulment, A Betrayal
Mu Nanyan's words left Lu Sheng and Yan Feifei completely stunned.
An annulment of an engagement was a serious matter.
Especially when it involved two major immortal sects.
It would not only affect the relationship between the two sects, but also bring great shame to the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
Yan Feifei frowned: "Nanyan, think clearly, this is not a joke!"
Mu Nanyan remained firm: "Master, I have thought it through. I cannot marry a crippled person!"
Her words were like a thunderclap, directly striking Lu Sheng's heart.
Lu Sheng's face instantly turned pale.
She looked at Mu Nanyan with disbelief.
She had always thought that Mu Nanyan was a kind and gentle girl.
She didn't expect her to be so cruel.
"Mu Nanyan, you..."
Lu Sheng was about to speak, but she was interrupted by Mu Nanyan.
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Sheng coldly: "Lu Sheng, do you think I don't know what you've done? You and Ye Feng framed Senior Brother Lu Henge, causing him to be exiled to the Prison Hall, and even turning him into a cripple!"
Lu Sheng's face changed dramatically.
She didn't expect Mu Nanyan to know about this.
"Mu Nanyan, you're slandering me!"
Lu Sheng roared.
Mu Nanyan sneered: "Slander? Do you think I'm blind? I saw everything that day with my own eyes. You and Ye Feng worked together to frame Senior Brother Lu Henge!"
Lu Sheng's body trembled.
She didn't know what to say.
Yan Feifei looked at Mu Nanyan in surprise.
She didn't expect her disciple to be so brave.
She actually dared to expose such a secret in front of her.
Yan Feifei knew that Mu Nanyan would never lie.
This meant that what Mu Nanyan said was true.
Her eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
She looked at Lu Sheng: "Lu Sheng, is what Nanyan said true?"
Lu Sheng's face was pale.
She didn't dare to look at Yan Feifei.
She didn't know how to explain.
"Sect Master Yan, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"
Lu Sheng stammered.
Yan Feifei didn't believe her.
She looked at Mu Nanyan again: "Nanyan, are you sure?"
Mu Nanyan nodded firmly: "Master, I'm sure."
Yan Feifei sighed.
She didn't expect such a thing to happen in the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
And it was even related to the Holy Son.
This was a serious matter.
"Nanyan, since you've decided, then I won't stop you."
Yan Feifei looked at Mu Nanyan.
Mu Nanyan smiled: "Thank you, Master."
Yan Feifei then looked at Lu Sheng: "Lu Sheng, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation for this matter."
Lu Sheng's face was pale.
She knew that this matter would not be easily resolved.
She had lost the support of Lanshan Immortal Sect.
And she had also offended Yan Feifei.
She was now in a very difficult situation.
At this moment.
A figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave dwelling.
It was Ye Feng.
Ye Feng had just heard the news and rushed over.
He saw Mu Nanyan and Lu Sheng.
His eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
He didn't expect Mu Nanyan to be here.
"Mu Nanyan, what are you doing here?"
Ye Feng asked.
Mu Nanyan looked at Ye Feng coldly: "Ye Feng, you're finally here. I have something to tell you."
Ye Feng frowned: "What is it?"
Mu Nanyan sneered: "I want to annul the engagement with you!"
Ye Feng's face changed dramatically.
He didn't expect Mu Nanyan to suddenly say this.
He looked at Mu Nanyan in disbelief.
"Mu Nanyan, are you crazy?"
Ye Feng roared.
Mu Nanyan ignored him and looked at Yan Feifei: "Master, I want to annul the engagement with Ye Feng!"
Yan Feifei was surprised.
She didn't expect Mu Nanyan to suddenly annul the engagement with Ye Feng.
She looked at Mu Nanyan: "Nanyan, what's going on?"
Mu Nanyan said coldly: "Master, Ye Feng is a hypocrite. He framed Senior Brother Lu Henge, and he's not worthy of me!"
Ye Feng's face was ashen.
He didn't expect Mu Nanyan to expose his true colors in public.
He was furious.
"Mu Nanyan, you're slandering me!"
Ye Feng roared.
Mu Nanyan sneered: "Slander? Do you think I'm blind? I saw everything that day with my own eyes. You framed Senior Brother Lu Henge, and now you're pretending to be innocent!"
Ye Feng's body trembled.
He didn't know what to say.
He was completely exposed.
Yan Feifei looked at Ye Feng with disappointment.
She didn't expect Ye Feng to be such a person.
She had always thought that Ye Feng was a talented young man.
She didn't expect him to be so vicious.
"Nanyan, since you've decided, then I won't stop you."
Yan Feifei said.
Mu Nanyan smiled: "Thank you, Master."
Ye Feng's face was ashen.
He looked at Mu Nanyan with hatred.
"Mu Nanyan, I'll remember this!"
Ye Feng roared.
Mu Nanyan sneered: "I'll be waiting!"
Ye Feng turned around and left.
He was completely humiliated.
Lu Sheng's face was also pale.
She didn't expect things to turn out this way.
She had lost everything.
Her disciple was dying.
Her reputation was ruined.
And she had also offended Yan Feifei.
She was now in a desperate situation.
Chapter 53: Ye Feng's Counterattack!
Ye Feng left in a huff, his face a distorted mask of rage.
He had never been so humiliated in his life.
Mu Nanyan had not only publicly annulled their engagement but had also exposed his true nature, causing him to lose all face in front of the Lanshan Immortal Sect's Sect Master, Yan Feifei.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Ye Feng punched a tree by the roadside, splitting it in half.
He was furious.
He wanted to kill Mu Nanyan.
He wanted to kill Lu Henge.
He wanted to kill everyone who had humiliated him.
Ye Feng took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
He knew that he couldn't act impulsively.
He had to calm down and think of a way to retaliate.
He had to get back at Mu Nanyan and Lu Henge.
Ye Feng's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness.
He thought of a plan.
A plan that would not only allow him to retaliate but also gain huge benefits.
Ye Feng returned to his cave dwelling.
He took out a black pearl from his storage ring.
This black pearl was the Demonic Heart.
It was given to him by Moke.
It contained immense demonic energy.
Ye Feng consumed the Demonic Heart.
A surge of demonic energy instantly rushed into his body.
His cultivation rapidly increased.
He was now at the Golden Core stage.
Ye Feng smiled coldly.
He had finally recovered his cultivation.
Now, he would make Mu Nanyan and Lu Henge pay.
He would make them regret humiliating him.
Ye Feng stood up and walked out of the cave dwelling.
He was going to the Sword Prison.
He was going to kill Lu Henge.
And then, he would frame Mu Nanyan.
He would make her suffer.
Chapter 54: Heavenly Dao Favors the Villain
Inside Qiu Liu's cave dwelling.
Lu Sheng was still at a loss.
She didn't know what to do.
Her disciple was dying.
Her reputation was ruined.
And she had also offended Yan Feifei.
She was now in a desperate situation.
Yan Feifei looked at Lu Sheng with disappointment.
She didn't expect Lu Sheng to be such a person.
She had always thought that Lu Sheng was a kind person.
She didn't expect her to be so vicious.
"Lu Sheng, I hope you can reflect on yourself."
Yan Feifei said coldly.
Then, she left with Mu Nanyan.
Lu Sheng watched them leave, her face pale.
She was left alone in the cave dwelling, facing her dying disciple.
"Liu'er, what should I do?"
Lu Sheng hugged Qiu Liu, tears streaming down her face.
Qiu Liu was still writhing in pain on the bed, her body twitching.
Lu Sheng didn't know how to save her.
She had tried everything.
But nothing worked.
She was desperate.
Suddenly.
Qiu Liu stopped writhing.
She slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were filled with hatred.
"Master, it hurts!"
Qiu Liu's voice was weak.
Lu Sheng was surprised.
She didn't expect Qiu Liu to wake up.
"Liu'er, are you okay?"
Lu Sheng asked anxiously.
Qiu Liu shook her head.
She looked at Lu Sheng, her eyes filled with tears.
"Master, kill me, I don't want to live anymore!"
Qiu Liu cried.
Lu Sheng's heart ached.
She hugged Qiu Liu tightly.
"Liu'er, don't say that. Master will definitely save you."
Lu Sheng said.
Qiu Liu closed her eyes.
Her body was still twitching.
Lu Sheng was heartbroken.
She didn't know what to do.
She had exhausted all her methods.
Suddenly.
A figure appeared at the entrance of the cave dwelling.
It was Yao Fan.
Yao Fan had just heard the news and rushed over.
He saw Qiu Liu's condition.
He frowned slightly.
"Lu Sheng, what's going on?"
Yao Fan asked.
Lu Sheng looked at Yao Fan, her eyes filled with hope.
"Great Elder, please save my disciple!"
Lu Sheng pleaded.
Yao Fan walked to the bedside and examined Qiu Liu.
A moment later, he sighed.
"It's too late."
Yao Fan said.
Lu Sheng's face instantly turned pale.
She didn't expect Yao Fan to say that.
"Great Elder, please, save her!"
Lu Sheng cried.
Yao Fan shook his head: "This poison has already spread throughout her body. Even I can't do anything about it."
Lu Sheng's body trembled.
She fell to the ground, her face filled with despair.
"No! This is impossible!"
Lu Sheng roared.
Yao Fan didn't speak.
He looked at Qiu Liu, his eyes filled with pity.
He knew that Qiu Liu wouldn't live long.
He had seen this kind of poison before.
It was a very vicious poison.
It would make the victim suffer excruciating pain before death.
He didn't expect Lu Henge to be so ruthless.
He actually used such a vicious poison.
Yao Fan sighed.
He looked at Lu Sheng: "Lu Sheng, you should accept the reality."
Lu Sheng cried loudly.
She couldn't accept it.
Her beloved disciple was going to die.
And she couldn't do anything.
At this moment.
Bang!
A loud sound.
Qiu Liu's stomach suddenly exploded.
Her intestines spilled out.
She died tragically.
Lu Sheng was stunned.
She looked at Qiu Liu's body, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She didn't expect Qiu Liu to die so tragically.
Her body trembled violently.
She looked at Yao Fan.
Yao Fan shook his head.
He knew that Qiu Liu couldn't be saved.
He looked at Lu Sheng: "Lu Sheng, bury her."
Then, he left.
Lu Sheng was left alone in the cave dwelling, facing Qiu Liu's corpse.
She cried loudly.
She hated Lu Henge.
She hated Ye Feng.
She hated everyone.
She swore that she would make them pay a heavy price.
Chapter 55: Revenge Begins!
Three days later.
Qiu Liu's funeral was held.
Only a few people attended the funeral.
Lu Sheng's face was pale, and her eyes were red and swollen.
She was still immersed in grief.
Ye Feng came to the funeral.
He looked at Lu Sheng with a hint of concern.
"Master, please don't be too sad. Junior Sister will definitely rest in peace."
Ye Feng comforted her.
Lu Sheng looked at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with tears.
She nodded silently.
Ye Feng secretly sneered.
He knew that Lu Sheng was still very sad.
But he didn't care.
He just wanted to make Lu Sheng grateful to him.
So that he could use her later.
After the funeral.
Lu Sheng returned to her cave dwelling.
She sat on the bed, her face expressionless.
She was planning her revenge.
She wanted to make Lu Henge and Ye Feng pay.
She wanted to make them suffer.
She thought of a plan.
A plan that would allow her to take revenge and also gain huge benefits.
Lu Sheng stood up and walked to a secret room.
She took out a black pearl from her storage ring.
This black pearl was the Demonic Heart.
It was given to her by the Demon Emperor.
It contained immense demonic energy.
Lu Sheng consumed the Demonic Heart.
A surge of demonic energy instantly rushed into her body.
Her cultivation rapidly increased.
She was now at the Golden Core stage.
Lu Sheng smiled coldly.
She had finally recovered her cultivation.
Now, she would make Lu Henge and Ye Feng pay.
She would make them regret humiliating her.
Lu Sheng stood up and walked out of the secret room.
She was going to the Sword Prison.
She was going to kill Lu Henge.
And then, she would frame Ye Feng.
She would make him suffer.
...
At the same time.
Three Thousand Dao Sect, Sect Master's main hall.
The Sect Master was sitting on the throne, his face expressionless.
Below him, a group of elders were discussing loudly.
"Sect Master, the demon race has invaded!"
"Yes, Sect Master, we should immediately send disciples to fight them!"
"Sect Master, we should open the protective formation and defend!"
The elders were discussing loudly.
The Sect Master just listened quietly, without saying a word.
After a long time.
The Sect Master finally spoke: "Who is in charge of this demon race invasion?"
An elder immediately replied: "Sect Master, it's Mo Yan, the Young Master of the demon race."
The Sect Master frowned.
He knew Mo Yan.
He was a very ruthless person.
And he was also very powerful.
This demon race invasion would be very difficult to deal with.
The Sect Master sighed.
He looked at the elders: "Everyone, prepare for battle!"
The elders immediately responded: "Yes, Sect Master!"
Then, they left.
The Sect Master was left alone in the main hall.
He looked at the sky, his eyes deep.
He knew that a great battle was about to begin.
And this battle would determine the fate of the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
He had to win.
He had to protect the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
He had to protect the human race.
He closed his eyes, his aura soaring.
He was preparing for battle.
Meanwhile, in the Sword Prison.
Lu Henge had fully recovered from his injuries.
His cultivation had also increased significantly.
He was now at the Golden Core stage.
He was very satisfied with his current strength.
He had also comprehended a bit of sword intent.
He was now a true Sword Cultivator.
Lu Henge stood up and walked out of the Sword Tomb.
He was going to find Jian Tongming.
He needed Jian Tongming's help.
He also needed to settle some old scores.
Lu Henge looked at the sky, his eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.
He was going to make all his enemies pay.
He was going to make them regret.
He was going to become the strongest person in this world.
He was going to become the ruler of the universe.
He was going to become the true master of the Grand Dao.
Chapter 56: Lu Henge Has Truly Changed, Becoming Ruthless and Terrifying
"Liu'er!"
Lu Sheng exclaimed, pushing Xuan He aside, her ice-blue spiritual energy attempting to alleviate Qiu Liu's pain.
Soon.
Lu Sheng withdrew her spiritual energy.
Just like last time, the spiritual energy she sent into Qiu Liu's body was completely ineffective against the unknown poisonous worms.
These poisonous worms could not only devour a person's vitality but also spiritual energy.
The more spiritual energy she poured into Qiu Liu's body, the stronger the poisonous worms became.
Nearby.
Ye Feng couldn't help but retreat a few steps, his eyelids twitching.
So ruthless!
Lu Henge is so ruthless!!
The old Lu Henge was completely different. In the past, he doted on Qiu Liu and Ye Feng, especially Qiu Liu, almost holding her in his hands and cherishing her as if she were a precious jewel.
But now.
Lu Henge actually planted such vicious poisonous worms in Qiu Liu's body.
The key was.
It seemed no one could cure it except him.
Ye Feng was terrified. He had framed Lu Henge on the premise that he believed Lu Henge, with his personality, would grit his teeth and accept the false accusation.
But the truth was far from it.
This was the first time he had witnessed Lu Henge's cruel methods.
"Lu Henge, you've really changed!"
Ye Feng muttered to himself, his face filled with fear.
He had never imagined that the gentle and kind Senior Brother Lu Henge would become so ruthless.
He was now even more afraid of Lu Henge.
He had always thought that Lu Henge was a useless cripple.
But now, it seemed that Lu Henge was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Ye Feng decided to be more cautious in the future.
He couldn't underestimate Lu Henge anymore.
He had to find a way to get rid of Lu Henge as soon as possible.
Otherwise, he would definitely suffer a huge loss in the future.
Chapter 57: The Return of the Demon Emperor
The Three Thousand Dao Sect was in chaos.
The demon race had invaded.
The Sect Master had ordered all disciples to prepare for battle.
The entire sect was filled with a tense atmosphere.
In the Sword Prison.
Lu Henge was still cultivating.
He had refined a large number of pills.
His injuries had fully recovered.
His cultivation had also increased significantly.
He was now at the Golden Core stage.
He was very satisfied with his current strength.
He had also comprehended a bit of sword intent.
He was now a true Sword Cultivator.
Lu Henge stood up and walked out of the Sword Tomb.
He was going to find Jian Tongming.
He needed Jian Tongming's help.
He also needed to settle some old scores.
Lu Henge looked at the sky, his eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.
He was going to make all his enemies pay.
He was going to make them regret.
He was going to become the strongest person in this world.
He was going to become the ruler of the universe.
He was going to become the true master of the Grand Dao.
Suddenly.
A terrifying aura descended from the sky.
The entire Sword Prison trembled violently.
Lu Henge frowned.
He sensed a familiar aura.
It was the Demon Emperor!
The Demon Emperor had returned!
Lu Henge's eyes narrowed.
He didn't expect the Demon Emperor to return so quickly.
He had already killed a wisp of the Demon Emperor's soul.
But it seemed that the Demon Emperor had more than one wisp of soul.
The Demon Emperor's voice echoed throughout the Sword Prison: "Kid, you're quite capable. You actually managed to hurt my wisp of soul."
Lu Henge didn't speak.
He just looked at the sky.
A figure slowly descended from the sky.
It was the Demon Emperor.
He was still wearing a purple robe, and his face was still handsome.
But his aura was much stronger than before.
He was now at the Mahayana stage.
A true Mahayana stage powerhouse.
"Kid, I've come to take your life!"
The Demon Emperor said coldly.
Lu Henge sneered: "You want to take my life? You're not strong enough!"
The Demon Emperor was surprised.
He didn't expect Lu Henge to be so arrogant.
"You're just a Golden Core stage cultivator. How dare you speak to me like that?"
The Demon Emperor said.
Lu Henge held the Ancient Desolate Sword in his hand.
His aura instantly soared.
"Golden Core stage? You're wrong!"
Lu Henge roared, and his cultivation instantly broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.
The Demon Emperor's eyes widened.
He didn't expect Lu Henge to have such a hidden cultivation.
"Nascent Soul stage? Interesting!"
The Demon Emperor said.
He was now even more interested in Lu Henge.
He had always thought that Lu Henge was just a lucky kid.
But now, it seemed that Lu Henge was far more than that.
"Come and die!"
The Demon Emperor attacked Lu Henge.
Lu Henge didn't back down.
He swung his sword.
The Ancient Desolate Sword radiated dazzling light.
Bang!
The two figures collided.
A terrifying aura erupted, shaking the entire Sword Prison.
Chapter 58: Fighting the Demon Emperor Again
The Sword Prison trembled violently.
The battle between Lu Henge and the Demon Emperor was extremely fierce.
Lu Henge was at the Nascent Soul stage, and he had the Ancient Desolate Sword in his hand.
His sword intent was terrifying.
Every sword strike was simple and unadorned.
But each strike was extremely powerful.
The Demon Emperor was at the Mahayana stage, and his demonic energy was vast and endless.
His attacks were swift and powerful.
He could easily level mountains with a single blow.
The two figures moved rapidly, colliding again and again.
Every collision produced a terrifying explosion.
The entire Sword Prison was filled with terrifying sounds.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground cracked, and mountains collapsed.
The sky was covered by black clouds, and lightning flashed.
This was a battle between two peerless powerhouses.
Lu Henge was constantly pushed back.
His body was covered in wounds.
Blood flowed from his mouth.
But he didn't give up.
He continued to swing his sword.
His eyes were filled with determination.
He knew that he couldn't lose.
If he lost, he would die.
And he would also lose everything.
The Demon Emperor was also surprised.
He didn't expect Lu Henge to be so strong.
He was just a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
But he could actually fight him to such an extent.
This was truly unbelievable.
The Demon Emperor roared, and his demonic energy soared.
He unleashed a powerful attack.
A huge demonic palm print descended from the sky, smashing towards Lu Henge.
Lu Henge's eyes narrowed.
He raised the Ancient Desolate Sword.
A terrifying sword qi erupted from the Ancient Desolate Sword.
Crack!
The demonic palm print was torn apart by the sword qi.
The Demon Emperor's expression changed dramatically.
He didn't expect Lu Henge to be able to break his attack.
"You... you're not just a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!"
The Demon Emperor roared.
Lu Henge sneered: "You're finally realizing it now? It's too late!"
Lu Henge's aura suddenly changed.
His cultivation instantly broke through to the Transformation Stage.
The Demon Emperor's eyes widened.
He was completely shocked.
He had never seen such a terrifying genius.
He could actually break through two stages in a short time.
This was simply unheard of.
"You... who are you?"
The Demon Emperor asked, his voice trembling.
Lu Henge ignored him.
He continued to swing his sword.
The Ancient Desolate Sword radiated dazzling light.
Every sword strike was simple and unadorned.
But each strike was extremely powerful.
The Demon Emperor was constantly pushed back, and wounds appeared on his body one after another.
He was bleeding profusely.
His aura was also rapidly weakening.
He was now seriously injured.
He couldn't believe it.
He was a Mahayana stage powerhouse.
He was actually being suppressed by a mere Transformation Stage cultivator.
This was a great humiliation for him.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
The Demon Emperor roared, his body trembling.
He was furious.
He had never been so humiliated in his life.
He swore that he would kill Lu Henge.
Chapter 59: The Immortal-Demon Body and the Immortal Cauldron
The Demon Emperor was furious.
He had never been so humiliated in his life.
He was a Mahayana stage powerhouse, and he was actually being suppressed by a mere Transformation Stage cultivator.
This was a great humiliation for him.
"You're courting death!"
The Demon Emperor roared, and his demonic energy soared.
He unleashed his strongest attack.
A terrifying demonic dragon appeared out of thin air, roaring and rushing towards Lu Henge.
Lu Henge's eyes narrowed.
He knew that this was the Demon Emperor's strongest attack.
He couldn't take it lightly.
He raised the Ancient Desolate Sword.
His body radiated golden light.
The Immortal-Demon Body!
Lu Henge unleashed the power of the Immortal-Demon Body.
His aura instantly soared to the peak.
He was now at the peak of the Transformation Stage.
He was even stronger than the Demon Emperor.
Lu Henge swung his sword.
A terrifying sword qi erupted from the Ancient Desolate Sword, transforming into a golden dragon.
The golden dragon roared and rushed towards the demonic dragon.
Boom!
The two dragons collided.
A terrifying explosion occurred.
The entire Sword Prison trembled violently.
The demonic dragon was shattered, and the golden dragon also dissipated.
The Demon Emperor's body trembled violently.
He took a few steps back, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.
His face was pale.
He was now seriously injured.
He looked at Lu Henge in disbelief.
He didn't expect Lu Henge to be so strong.
He could actually unleash such terrifying power.
"You... you have the Immortal-Demon Body!"
The Demon Emperor roared, his eyes filled with shock.
He had finally realized it.
Lu Henge had the Immortal-Demon Body.
This was a legendary physique.
It was said that only those with the Immortal-Demon Body could truly become immortals.
The Demon Emperor's eyes flashed with a hint of greed.
If he could get the Immortal-Demon Body, he would definitely be able to return to the Immortal Realm.
And he would even be able to become a true immortal.
"Kid, hand over the Immortal-Demon Body, and I'll spare your life!"
The Demon Emperor said coldly.
Lu Henge sneered: "You want my Immortal-Demon Body? Dream on!"
Lu Henge continued to swing his sword.
The Ancient Desolate Sword radiated dazzling light.
Every sword strike was simple and unadorned.
But each strike was extremely powerful.
The Demon Emperor was constantly pushed back, and wounds appeared on his body one after another.
He was bleeding profusely.
His aura was also rapidly weakening.
He was now on the verge of death.
He didn't expect to die here.
He was the Demon Emperor.
He was supposed to be immortal.
But now, he was going to die at the hands of a mere Transformation Stage cultivator.
This was a huge humiliation for him.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
The Demon Emperor roared, his body trembling.
He was furious.
He didn't want to die.
He had to return to the Immortal Realm.
He had to become a true immortal.
But now, it was all over.
Lu Henge didn't give the Demon Emperor a chance to react.
He continued to swing his sword.
Puchi!
The Ancient Desolate Sword pierced through the Demon Emperor's chest.
The Demon Emperor's body stiffened.
His eyes widened.
He looked at Lu Henge in disbelief.
He didn't expect to die like this.
He had once reigned supreme.
But now, he was going to die.
"You... you..."
The Demon Emperor's voice slowly disappeared.
His body slowly fell to the ground.
Lu Henge pulled out the Ancient Desolate Sword.
His face was pale.
He had consumed a lot of spiritual energy.
He had also been injured in the battle.
But he had finally killed the Demon Emperor.
He had finally settled this old score.
Lu Henge looked at the Demon Emperor's corpse.
He didn't feel anything.
He had killed the Demon Emperor in his previous life.
This was just a wisp of his soul.
It was nothing.
Lu Henge took out a pill from his storage ring and swallowed it.
Then he sat cross-legged and began to recuperate.
After a long time.
Lu Henge opened his eyes.
His face was much rosier.
His aura was also stronger.
He looked at the Demon Emperor's corpse.
He suddenly thought of something.
The Immortal Cauldron!
The Demon Emperor had mentioned the Immortal Cauldron before.
He had said that the Immortal Cauldron was in the Sword Tomb.
And it was also the key to his return to the Immortal Realm.
Lu Henge's eyes lit up.
If he could get the Immortal Cauldron, he would definitely be able to become stronger.
And he would also be able to return to the Immortal Realm.
He stood up and walked towards the depths of the Sword Tomb.
He was going to find the Immortal Cauldron.
Chapter 60: Demon Race Invasion, All-Out War!
The Three Thousand Dao Sect.
The Sect Master was sitting on the throne, his face grim.
Below him, a group of elders were discussing loudly.
"Sect Master, the demon race has invaded the outer regions of the Three Thousand Dao Sect!"
"Yes, Sect Master, we should immediately send disciples to fight them!"
"Sect Master, we should open the protective formation and defend!"
The elders were discussing loudly.
The Sect Master just listened quietly, without saying a word.
After a long time.
The Sect Master finally spoke: "Who is leading this demon race invasion?"
An elder immediately replied: "Sect Master, it's Mo Yan, the Young Master of the demon race."
The Sect Master frowned.
He knew Mo Yan.
He was a very ruthless person.
And he was also very powerful.
This demon race invasion would be very difficult to deal with.
The Sect Master sighed.
He looked at the elders: "Everyone, prepare for battle!"
The elders immediately responded: "Yes, Sect Master!"
Then, they left.
The Sect Master was left alone in the main hall.
He looked at the sky, his eyes deep.
He knew that a great battle was about to begin.
And this battle would determine the fate of the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
He had to win.
He had to protect the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
He had to protect the human race.
He closed his eyes, his aura soaring.
He was preparing for battle.
...
At the same time.
In the outer regions of the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
The demon race army was approaching rapidly.
Led by Mo Yan.
Mo Yan was wearing a black robe, and his face was cold.
His eyes were filled with killing intent.
He looked at the Three Thousand Dao Sect, his lips curling into a cruel smile.
"Three Thousand Dao Sect, today will be your destruction!"
Mo Yan roared, and the demon race army rushed towards the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
Boom!
A loud sound.
The protective formation of the Three Thousand Dao Sect instantly shone with dazzling light.
The demon race army collided with the protective formation.
A terrifying explosion occurred.
The entire sky was filled with dazzling light.
The battle had begun!
...
In the Sword Prison.
Lu Henge was still searching for the Immortal Cauldron.
He had already searched most of the Sword Tomb.
But he still hadn't found the Immortal Cauldron.
He frowned slightly.
He was sure that the Demon Emperor wouldn't lie to him.
The Immortal Cauldron must be in the Sword Tomb.
But where was it?
Lu Henge continued to search.
After a long time.
He arrived at a hidden cave.
The cave was very small, and it was covered by a powerful formation.
Lu Henge's eyes lit up.
He sensed a powerful aura from the cave.
It was the aura of the Immortal Cauldron.
Lu Henge used his sword to break the formation.
Then, he walked into the cave.
Inside the cave.
A huge cauldron was floating in the air.
The cauldron was simple and unadorned, without any spiritual energy fluctuations.
But it exuded a terrifying aura.
It was the Immortal Cauldron!
Lu Henge's eyes widened.
He didn't expect to find the Immortal Cauldron so easily.
He reached out and grabbed the Immortal Cauldron.
A surge of spiritual energy instantly rushed into his body.
Lu Henge smiled.
He had finally gotten the Immortal Cauldron.
With this cauldron, he would definitely be able to become stronger.
And he would also be able to return to the Immortal Realm.
Lu Henge looked at the Immortal Cauldron.
His eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
He was going to make all his enemies pay.
He was going to make them regret.
He was going to become the strongest person in this world.
He was going to become the ruler of the universe.
He was going to become the true master of the Grand Dao.
Chapter 61: Lin Xing's Demise
Half an hour passed.
A thick aura of death permeated the air of the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
The outer disciples and those with weaker cultivation were almost completely slaughtered, their faint cries of agony swiftly swallowed by the demonic energy of the demon race, turning them into withered corpses.
Inside the Prison Hall.
Lin Xing looked up at the sky.
Black clouds pressed down on the city!
A desolate and murderous aura silently spread.
Lin Xing merely released his spiritual sense and already perceived hundreds of demon cultivators stealthily approaching the Prison Hall.
"The demons have made their move?"
Lin Xing frowned slightly.
That's not right!
Why hadn't Demon Emperor Tian mentioned this to him?
Just then, a figure appeared beside Lin Xing. Lin Xing was startled, then relaxed after recognizing the person: "Did you let the demon cultivators in?"
Demon Emperor Tian glanced at Lin Xing, shaking his head: "I wasn't aware of this."
He had just emerged from the Sword Prison. He hadn't even begun planning his next step when the demon cultivators had already invaded the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
Suddenly, Lin Xing turned to examine Demon Emperor Tian, hesitating: "You're injured?"
Lin Xing was particularly sensitive to soul damage and immediately noticed that Demon Emperor Tian's soul was not as powerful as before.
Demon Emperor Tian did not answer.
Seeing this, Lin Xing asked no further questions. Even with a damaged soul, Demon Emperor Tian was still undeniably at the peak of the Mahayana stage, one of the strongest beings in this world.
"Who has entered the Sword Prison recently?" Demon Emperor Tian asked.
Lin Xing paused, Lu Hange's face appearing in his mind: "The former Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, Lu Hange."
Lu Hange...
Demon Emperor Tian committed the name to memory.
"Don't worry about the demon invasion. Let them kill if they want. Anyway, what humanity lacks least is people. Kill this batch, and another can replenish them."
Demon Emperor Tian clearly didn't care about the demon invasion; his only concern was Lu Hange: "Go watch the Sword Prison. If this Lu Hange comes out, notify me."
Hearing this, Lin Xing felt a bit displeased. But he couldn't help it! After all, he was only a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Body Integration stage!
"Alright."
Lin Xing's figure vanished.
Demon Emperor Tian remained still. In truth, the entire Three Thousand Dao Sect was insignificant; what truly made Demon Emperor Tian wary was the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, who was still in secluded cultivation.
...
Outside the Sword Prison.
Two execution guards were cultivating. However, being so close to the Sword Prison, the surrounding spiritual energy was scarce, and their cultivation progress was extremely slow.
Just then, Lin Xing appeared in a flash.
Instantly, the two execution guards straightened their bodies and bowed: "Hall Master."
"Any abnormalities in the Sword Prison?" Lin Xing asked softly.
The execution guards replied in unison: "Reporting to Hall Master, everything is normal."
Lin Xing didn't know what Demon Emperor Tian had encountered in the Sword Prison, but from Demon Emperor Tian's reaction, he seemed to have had an encounter with Lu Hange, and even suffered a setback at Lu Hange's hands.
"You two may return. I will personally watch here." Lin Xing waved his hand.
Upon hearing this, the two execution guards were somewhat puzzled but bowed again: "Yes, Hall Master."
Lin Xing watched the two execution guards leave the vicinity of the Sword Prison, his eyes devoid of any sympathy. The demon race was currently slaughtering the cultivators of the Three Thousand Dao Sect on a large scale; leaving the Sword Prison at this moment was undoubtedly sending themselves to the demon's slaughtering knives. But to Lin Xing, execution guards were not precious.
A cultivator, severed from emotions and love, should inherently be without a trace of humanity. If cultivating immortality still retained humanity, then they would still be human, not immortal.
Then, Lin Xing looked into the depths of the Sword Prison.
"Lu Hange, what secret do you hold?" Lin Xing's eyes flickered.
However, Lin Xing wasn't foolish enough to enter the Sword Prison to find Lu Hange. The space within the Sword Prison was vast, tens of times larger than the territory of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, and with sword energy raging inside, it was exceptionally dangerous for a cultivator at his Body Integration stage.
Lin Xing sat cross-legged, just about to enter a meditative state, when sword winds howled within the Sword Prison. All the sword winds and sword energy seemed to be summoned, beginning to converge towards a single point.
In the sky, under the pressing black clouds, a sword whirlwind appeared, like a deep-sea abyss. Some sword energy even overflowed from the Sword Prison, stinging Lin Xing's cheeks.
Lin Xing's expression was solemn. In ten thousand years, it was the first time the Sword Prison had shown such an anomaly.
Amidst countless sword energies, a slender figure quickly walked out. The sharp sword energy in this person's hand was like a pet, dancing joyfully.
"Lu Hange?" Lin Xing's pupils contracted sharply.
Impossible! How could it be Lu Hange?! How could a cripple with no cultivation step on sword winds and wield sword energy!
On the other side, Lu Hange felt the transformation of the Sword Heart Profound Truth and the Ancient Desolation Sword. Although the Four Seasons Sword Art he used in the Sword Tomb had exhausted all his strength, pushing his limits had significantly advanced his Sword Heart Profound Truth.
Now, Lu Hange could absorb spiritual energy and convert it for his own use, meaning the spiritual recovery pills he had refined could be used again.
After swallowing a few pills, Lu Hange became lively again.
Just then, Lu Hange arrived at the outer perimeter of the Sword Prison and saw a shocked Lin Xing.
The next second, a gentle smile appeared on Lu Hange's face. He never would have thought that the first person he'd meet upon leaving the Sword Prison would be Lin Xing.
"Lu Hange, you didn't lose your cultivation!" Lin Xing could already sense the Qi Refining stage cultivation aura emanating from Lu Hange.
But that was good! It was just the Qi Refining stage! As a cultivator at the Body Integration stage, he was two major realms higher than the Qi Refining stage.
Lin Xing's mind raced. It seemed Lu Hange truly possessed some heaven-defying secret. No wonder even Demon Emperor Tian held Lu Hange in such high regard.
"You have a great destiny."
At this moment, Lin Xing became human, his greedy desire sickening.
Lu Hange didn't pull out the Ancient Desolation Sword from his storage ring; he merely toyed with the sword energy in his hand, slowly walking towards Lin Xing: "Indeed, I have a destiny. Kill me, and it's all yours."
Upon seeing this, Lin Xing frowned. He was greedy, but not foolish. Seeing Lu Hange's confident expression, and recalling Demon Emperor Tian's soul injury, a sense of wariness towards Lu Hange couldn't help but rise in his heart.
"Scared?"
"Don't dare to make a move?" Lu Hange asked with a smile.
Lin Xing suppressed the unease in his heart. He was a Body Integration stage mighty figure, while Lu Hange was merely a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, a difference of two major realms. There was no reason he couldn't defeat Lu Hange.
"Old man..." Lin Xing's words were cut short.
Lu Hange interrupted: "Lin Xing, do you know what a sword cultivator is?"
The next second, Lu Hange's figure blurred.
Lin Xing's internal alarm bells rang loudly. Just as he was about to react, Lu Hange placed a hand on Lin Xing's shoulder from behind, whispering: "A sword cultivator is someone who defies the heavens to kill."
Swish!
Crash!
Lin Xing's entire body's spiritual energy suddenly froze.
He lowered his head with difficulty! His body was like fish on a cutting board, sliced into transparent pieces of meat by countless sword energies. With every breath he took, his flesh fell off in unison. His internal organs, flesh, and meridians became works of art, thinly and evenly sliced, demonstrating the exquisite skill of a chef.
Finally... only a skeletal frame remained.
Oh!
No.
Lin Xing's head was still intact.
"You... how could you be... so strong..."
Lin Xing had never imagined that he, a mighty figure at the Body Integration stage, would be so close to death.
Lu Hange did not answer. A mere Lin Xing wasn't even worth using the Ancient Desolation Sword on.
Chapter 62: The Chasm of Realms, You are as Weak as an Ant
Sword energy raged!
Lin Xing's physical body and soul were both annihilated.
In the end, only his head remained, held in Lu Hange's hand.
"The path of the sword in this life seems different." Lu Hange briefly sensed the Sword Heart Profound Truth. Simply put, it was stronger! More fluid and more powerful than the sword cultivation path he took in his previous life!
Mighty figures at the Body Integration stage were extremely difficult to kill; cultivating to that realm meant they possessed countless life-saving measures. However, under Lu Hange's control of the sword energy, Lin Xing had no ability to resist.
It wasn't that Lin Xing was weak.
It was that Lu Hange was too strong. Both the Sword Heart Profound Truth and the sword energy of the Sword Prison were far more powerful than in his previous life.
To be safe, Lu Hange released his divine sense and meticulously searched the area. After confirming Lin Xing was truly dead, he looked down at Lin Xing's head and placed it into his storage ring. This head still had some use.
Lu Hange waved his hand, and countless sword energies detached from his body, returning to the Sword Prison. These sword energies did not belong to him; he could only use them temporarily.
Moreover, along the path of sword cultivation, one should cultivate their own sword energy. With the Sword Heart Profound Truth and various sword techniques in his mind, it was only a matter of time before Lu Hange cultivated his own sword energy.
"Demonic aura."
"It seems the demon invasion has begun." Lu Hange had just sensed the presence of demons, and in large numbers, though these demons were very much afraid of the Sword Prison's existence and dared not approach it.
His white hair fluttered, and then Lu Hange vanished from where he stood.
...
Inside the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
After slaughtering tens of thousands of Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples, someone finally sensed that something was wrong. At this moment, the demon army no longer concealed itself. Under the premise of a surprise attack, being able to kill tens of thousands of Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples first was already a huge profit.
The elders from the various peaks and halls of the Three Thousand Dao Sect gathered, their faces ashen as they stared at the demon army. The disciples of the Three Thousand Dao Sect were not actually that numerous, at most barely fifty thousand. This number sounded like a lot. But other immortal sects often had hundreds of thousands of disciples as a starting point. The Three Thousand Dao Sect pursued quality, so its control over quantity was very strict. Over the years, the number of Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples had always remained between forty thousand and fifty thousand, never exceeding this threshold.
Now, in half an hour, a fifth of them had been slaughtered by the demon race.
A great humiliation! In ten thousand years, the Three Thousand Dao Sect had never suffered such a great humiliation!
"Has the distress signal been sent?" an elder asked.
Currently, the Sect Master was in secluded death cultivation and couldn't appear. Yao Fan had also disappeared somewhere, and the remaining grand elders, who were nearly ten thousand years old, were also hiding in the Sword Prison and not coming out.
There wasn't a single Mahayana stage cultivator.
Looking around, the highest cultivated among the elders and hall masters of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was actually Lu Sheng, at the peak of the Body Integration stage, just one step away from touching the threshold of the Mahayana stage.
"Replying to Elder, it cannot be sent out."
"The black light barrier above us isolates all power. Unless one leaves the range covered by the black barrier, the sound transmission stone is a useless rock."
A disciple trembled nervously, fiddling with a sound transmission stone in his hand. But unfortunately, the sound transmission stone showed no reaction. The rune power inscribed within the sound transmission stone vanished without a trace upon contact with the black barrier above.
Hearing this, Lu Sheng's expression was solemn: "It seems the demon race came prepared for this invasion, intending to isolate the Three Thousand Dao Sect so we cannot receive aid from other immortal sects."
"What about the sect protection array?"
"Why were these demons able to infiltrate the sect so silently?" It was precisely because the sect protection array had failed that the Three Thousand Dao Sect's people reacted so slowly, only realizing something was amiss after tens of thousands of disciples had died.
"This disciple does not know."
"When it was checked this morning, the sect protection array was still fine."
The disciple quickly knelt down, his forehead touching the ground.
Lu Sheng took a deep breath: "It's too late to say anything now. The only course of action is to kill all these demonic scoundrels."
"Even if we drive the demons out of the Three Thousand Dao Sect today, it will still become a laughingstock among the immortal sects in the future. The face of my Three Thousand Dao Sect, the leader of the immortal path, is utterly lost!"
These elders were not worried about the sect's safety; the leader of the opposing demon army was only at the Great Perfection of the Body Integration stage and not difficult to deal with.
In terms of numbers, the demon army only had ten thousand. Even if ten thousand disciples of the Three Thousand Dao Sect had died, there were still over thirty thousand remaining. No matter how they looked at it, the Three Thousand Dao Sect held the upper hand.
Lu Sheng frowned slightly. At a time like this, they were still prioritizing face over the sect's safety! If they cared so much about others' opinions and so-called face, they might as well go be emperors in the mortal world; why bother cultivating immortality!
"Don't send out the distress signal for now," the elder decided immediately.
At present, the Three Thousand Dao Sect had the advantage. If they could slaughter all these demon cultivators and then seal the news, the outside world wouldn't know what happened today, and the Three Thousand Dao Sect's face would be preserved.
Hearing this, Lu Sheng wanted to speak. But after hesitating, Lu Sheng chose to tacitly agree. Although the Three Thousand Dao Sect had suffered a considerable loss due to the demon's surprise attack, comparing the strengths of both sides, the Three Thousand Dao Sect was definitely superior and probably didn't need reinforcements from other immortal sects.
"All disciples, heed my command!"
"Slaughter the demons!"
"Forge the might of our Dao Sect!" Lu Sheng shouted loudly.
Behind him, tens of thousands of disciples shouted in unison, appearing cohesive on the surface, but how many were truly fighting for the Three Thousand Dao Sect remained unknown.
The next second, Lu Sheng charged out. Terrifying icy spiritual energy soared into the sky. Wherever it passed, there were chilling ice crystals that permeated the body, even freezing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. An ice sword appeared in Lu Sheng's hand, slashing towards Moyan.
Opposite, Moyan's expression was calm. He indeed couldn't defeat Lu Sheng, but his mission was complete. The main character of the battlefield was about to change.
Bang!
A loud sound.
A figure flew backward. All the disciples of the Three Thousand Dao Sect were stunned. The figure that flew back was none other than Lu Sheng.
The ice sword shattered! Her aura was weak! A mighty figure at the peak of the Body Integration stage was actually... kicked away...
The courage that the Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples had finally mustered was instantly extinguished. Many looked at Lu Sheng's miserable state with pounding hearts, their first thought being to flee.
"Senior."
Moyan bowed slightly.
In front of him, another figure appeared. It was the Princess's servant. Although the title "servant" didn't sound impressive, to be the Princess's servant meant having at least the cultivation of an early Mahayana stage.
The servant ignored Moyan and, with an ethereal grab, pulled the heavily injured Lu Sheng back into his hand: "You are Lu Hange's master?"
Lu Sheng's face was pale, her blue dress, formed from ice spiritual energy, was stained with blood, revealing a bewitching crimson within the blue: "Are you looking for Lu Hange? Did he lead you in?"
Lu Sheng gritted her teeth, filled with immense hatred. Indeed! Lu Hange was a jinx.
Slap!
A crisp slap echoed. However, the one who slapped wasn't the servant, but the Princess. A white veil obscured the Princess's devastatingly beautiful face, but the coldness revealed in her eyes was even deeper than Lu Sheng's spiritual energy: "Hand over Lu Hange, and I can give you a swift death."
Chapter 63: The Strongest Battle Below Immortals
That slap directly ruined Lu Sheng's face. Lu Sheng's eyes showed terror. She could feel it. The woman in front of her was a peak Mahayana stage expert. If there was a possibility for cultivators in this world to become immortals, then this woman was definitely one of them.
For this sneak attack on the Three Thousand Dao Sect, the demon race had actually dispatched a peak Mahayana stage expert. Such a grand display, even in an open battle, would have been enough to give the Three Thousand Dao Sect a hard time. Unexpectedly, the demons chose an even more insidious sneak attack.
"What exactly do you want?" Lu Sheng asked with difficulty.
The woman's gaze was cold as she looked up at the elders and disciples of the Three Thousand Dao Sect: "Kill everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect."
Instantly, everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect panicked. A peak Mahayana stage cultivator could truly slaughter the entire Three Thousand Dao Sect...
"Sect Master!"
"Quick, invite the Sect Master to come out of seclusion!!"
"My Three Thousand Dao Sect is in peril!"
The woman ignored the commotion in the Three Thousand Dao Sect and looked back at Lu Sheng: "Tell me, where is Lu Hange?"
Lu Sheng felt despair, but still spoke stubbornly: "You want to know where Lu Hange is? I refuse to tell you! Twenty years ago, I truly regretted bringing him back to the Three Thousand Dao Sect! Otherwise, the Three Thousand Dao Sect wouldn't have fallen to this state today!"
The woman laughed.
Even through the veil, Lu Sheng was momentarily dazed.
"If it weren't for Lu Hange, I would have attacked the Three Thousand Dao Sect ten years ago. He bought you ten more years!" The woman also felt some regret. If Lu Hange had been brought back to the demon race ten years ago, he wouldn't have been framed, nor would he have lost all his cultivation.
"It's fine if you don't tell me."
The woman beckoned.
Behind her, the servant stepped forward.
The woman said softly: "This woman is a reward for the demon army behind us. I swear by the name of the King, whoever can make this woman pregnant with a demon child will be rewarded with a drop of the King's blood."
Ten thousand demon cultivators erupted.
The woman's eyes curved in a smile: "I'd like to see if you can exhaust ten thousand demon cultivators, or if you'll be so pleasured by ten thousand demon cultivators taking turns that your soul ascends to heaven?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Sheng's expression was terrified.
No! She absolutely couldn't let the demons touch her body!! Her body belonged only to...
Involuntarily, Ye Feng's figure flashed through Lu Sheng's mind.
"I'd rather die than let you succeed!"
Spiritual energy surged! A terrifying aura converged towards a single point. Lu Sheng intended to self-detonate.
Seeing this, the woman scoffed, simply waving her hand. The agitated spiritual energy between heaven and earth calmed down, and black chains pierced through Lu Sheng's body, tightly sealing her meridians and spiritual energy. At this moment, Lu Sheng was a mortal.
"Let you experience the joy of being a woman."
"You should thank me."
"If you truly manage to conceive a demon child, perhaps I won't kill you."
The woman threw Lu Sheng to the servant.
Then, the servant carried Lu Sheng and walked to Moyan, throwing Lu Sheng at Moyan's feet: "My master has spoken, you know what to do."
A fiery glint flashed in Moyan's eyes. Such a good thing actually existed in the world! Just by having this woman, he had a chance to obtain the King's blood.
Moreover, his bloodline wasn't pure demon, so the possibility of Lu Sheng conceiving his child was high. Moyan seemed to see the King's blood beckoning to him.
"I, Moyan, dislike wasting things the most. I usually eat every grain of rice in my bowl."
Moyan grabbed Lu Sheng's hair and lifted her up.
Lu Sheng struggled continuously: "How dare you?!"
Moyan tore off his calm facade, leaned close to Lu Sheng's neck, and took a deep breath of her fragrance: "Demon warriors, do you think I dare?"
"Second Young Master dares to do anything!!" Ten thousand demons shouted in unison.
Immediately, Moyan sneered: "Good! Line up! One by one!! Whoever can make this woman pregnant with a demon child will be a great hero of the demon race!!!!"
To violate Lu Sheng in front of everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect, just thinking about it made his blood boil!
Tear!
Lu Sheng's clothes were torn.
In a corner, Ye Feng desperately suppressed his rage. Lu Sheng should be his; no one could take her away! But at this moment, Ye Feng didn't dare to show his presence. So many elders and hall masters of the Three Thousand Dao Sect didn't dare to speak; how could he, a Core Formation stage cultivator, dare to make a sound!
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!!" Ye Feng could only curse in his heart.
If Lu Sheng were truly violated by the demons, then Ye Feng would definitely give up on Lu Sheng. With Ye Feng's personality, no matter how reluctant he was, he wouldn't want a woman who had been violated by thousands.
For some reason, Ye Feng's hatred for Lu Hange grew deeper. He both envied Lu Hange for being able to know such a peerless beauty like the veiled woman, and hated that he had lost his demonic heart because of Lu Hange.
"System."
"Can you save Lu Sheng?" Ye Feng asked anxiously.
The system's answer was naturally no; it was merely a tool for auxiliary cultivation. As for the Heavenly Dao, it was even less likely to appear.
Ye Feng clenched his fists, his fingernails digging deep into his skin, drawing blood. It seemed he had to give up on Lu Sheng. But where would he find another woman similar to Lu Sheng in the future? Lu Sheng was truly a perfect candidate for dual cultivation.
What a pity!
Such a pity!
Ye Feng lowered his head, no longer looking at Lu Sheng. He felt as if he was being publicly cuckolded, yet powerless to do anything.
Just then, a sigh echoed through heaven and earth. In a trance, everything paused, silent. An old figure slowly emerged.
The woman's expression instantly became serious, her eyes narrowed slightly. This suddenly appearing person could actually briefly pause time, even affecting her and causing a moment of blankness in her mind.
Looking again, Lu Sheng was already standing beside this person.
"I didn't expect that during my seclusion, the sect would suffer such a great calamity."
The old man shook his head. His words carried both regret for his seclusion and dissatisfaction with everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
"Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect?" the woman asked coldly.
According to rumors, the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was already a peak Mahayana stage expert. The last time the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect made a move, he leveled a million-strong demon army with a single sword strike. He wasn't a sword cultivator, but because the previous Sect Master was one, he had observed some superficial knowledge, and thus understood some sword dao. Even so, this person's sword strikes were still terrifying to the extreme.
Now, upon seeing him, this Sect Master was even stronger. Every move he made could even influence time.
However, judging by his aura, the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was still at the peak of the Mahayana stage and had not broken through to the Half-Immortal realm.
"Leave now," the Sect Master said. "And I will not hold your past mistakes against you."
In an instant, the demonic chains on Lu Sheng's body all shattered, and even her injuries rapidly healed.
The woman's eyes flickered slightly. In terms of strength, she was certainly inferior to the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. But it seemed this Sect Master did not wish to fight, only to settle the matter today, not even bothering to account for the ten thousand Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples who had died earlier.
"What if I don't leave?"
Boom!
The world was filled with demonic energy. A ferocious demon phantom appeared behind the woman, but unlike Demon Emperor Tian's phantom, the phantom behind the woman wore a black crown.
The Sect Master's eyes held a cold glint, as if looking at a dead person: "Just you alone, you are seeking death."
The next second, the demonic energy in heaven and earth surged and multiplied again. The spiritual energy in this world was completely squeezed out. Everywhere, withered flowers and trees lay, and countless demonic beasts and animals had their vitality stripped away.
An arrogant voice suddenly rose: "What if you add me?"
Demon Emperor Tian stepped on the monstrous demonic energy. Behind him, a dozen phantoms appeared one by one, each opening its eyes, their terrifying rage fixed on the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect.
Three peak Mahayana stage experts. The strongest battle below immortals!
Chapter 64: Master, Your Disciple Has Come for You
"Two peak Mahayana stage cultivators."
"The demon race is truly making a grand move!" The Sect Master's expression was calm; he didn't show the slightest panic at Demon Emperor Tian's appearance.
Seeing this, Demon Emperor Tian felt a slight solemnity in his heart. The Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect before him seemed somewhat strong. At least, stronger than Jian Tongming in the Sword Prison. Jian Tongming was already a peak Mahayana stage cultivator, and being a sword cultivator himself, his combat power was naturally undeniable. But the Sect Master before him, though not a sword cultivator and only at the peak of the Mahayana stage in aura, gave Demon Emperor Tian a sense of danger far surpassing Jian Tongming.
"If you don't want to die, cooperate," Demon Emperor Tian said softly.
Also being of the demon race, Demon Emperor Tian was more willing to cooperate with the woman who was a demon princess.
The woman's eyes flickered, staring at the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect in the distance: "Is he that strong?"
Demon Emperor Tian did not answer.
In truth, the woman already knew the answer to that question. From ancient times to the present, cultivators who could influence time, or even briefly pause it, with their own cultivation, were few and far between.
Time, one of the Grand Dao, yet transcending the Grand Dao.
"The demon race has gone to such great lengths; they shouldn't just be here to kill people in my Three Thousand Dao Sect. They must have other motives."
The Sect Master threw Lu Sheng back into the crowd of Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples and walked towards Demon Emperor Tian and the Princess.
For a moment, heaven and earth resonated. The chanting of the Grand Dao echoed through the sky, and spiritual rain drizzled down. This was the Dao of a Saint using their cultivation to benefit the world. The previously withered and decaying trees and flowers, even dead animals, began to revive one by one.
In just a few breaths, the entire Three Thousand Dao Sect returned to its previous vibrant appearance.
At the same time, various magnificent phenomena emerged above the Sect Master's head. Sometimes, the sun rose from the east, with purple energy descending. Other times, wild beasts roared fiercely, exuding formidable power.
A Saint! A Saint of this era!!
Demon Emperor Tian's pupils contracted sharply. He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression turned extremely grim. The Princess's expression was also poor. The Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was actually a Saint...
What was a Saint? Recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Commanding the destiny of all things. Simply put, a Saint was the favored child of the Heavenly Dao. As long as it was within the rules permitted by the Heavenly Dao, a Saint could utilize all power between heaven and earth for their own use.
Of course, Ye Feng was also a favored child of the Heavenly Dao. However, Ye Feng was chosen by the Heavenly Dao to succeed the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect as the next Saint. When the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect passed away, his cultivation and spiritual energy would vanish, and Ye Feng would formally take on this responsibility.
"State your true purpose."
"And I will let you leave." The Sect Master walked through the void, step by step, towards Demon Emperor Tian and the Princess. If they were merely peak Mahayana stage cultivators, Demon Emperor Tian and the Princess would naturally not fear him. But if the title of "Saint" was added to that identity, even their combined chances of victory would be very small.
On the other side, Ye Feng was overjoyed. He had thought Lu Sheng would become a plaything for the demons, but unexpectedly, the Sect Master came out of seclusion.
The next second, Ye Feng flashed to Lu Sheng's side, unhesitatingly supporting her body and asking with concern: "Master, are you alright?"
Seeing this, the expressions of the other people in the Three Thousand Dao Sect were a bit strange. Even if the master and disciple had a private affair, they should at least show some restraint in front of so many people.
However, everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect breathed a sigh of relief. The Sect Master had come out of seclusion. The current situation had instantly reversed. In their hearts, the Sect Master was an invincible existence; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to solidify the Three Thousand Dao Sect's position as the leader of the immortal path by himself.
"I'm fine." Lu Sheng didn't avoid the intimacy either. It seemed that her recent encounter had made Lu Sheng realize her feelings for Ye Feng, so she accepted Ye Feng's overly intimate actions naturally, without any shyness even in front of so many people.
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes reddened: "It's all because your disciple is too weak. If your disciple were stronger, I could shield you from wind and rain."
These words deeply moved Lu Sheng. See! This was her obedient disciple! Not a malicious person with a stubborn nature like Lu Hange.
"Congratulations, Host."
"Lu Sheng's favorability is full."
The system's voice suddenly rang out.
Instantly, wild joy flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. From today onwards, Lu Sheng would not refuse any request he made, even requests like disrobing and getting into bed together. It was a pity that the dual cultivation technique had been snatched by the demon fox; otherwise, he could have pulled Lu Sheng into bed tonight to honestly face each other and "exchange" cultivation experiences.
...
In the distance, on a mountain peak, Lu Hange stood, gazing far into the Three Thousand Dao Sect and everything happening there.
"The Sect Master is out of seclusion."
"Just like in my previous life." Lu Hange's eyes flickered. With the experience of his previous life, Lu Hange naturally knew that the Three Thousand Dao Sect wouldn't be completely annihilated today, but the price would be immense: the Sect Master's lifespan would be exhausted.
"Saint..." Lu Hange mused. In a sense, the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect and Ye Feng were actually similar people. Both were chosen by the Heavenly Dao, blessed with terrifying destiny, and had smooth cultivation paths.
But since Ye Feng appeared, it meant the Heavenly Dao had abandoned the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. Even without today's demon invasion, the Three Thousand Dao Sect's Sect Master's lifespan would likely not have been long, as he had to make way for Ye Feng, using the old Sect Master's life to pave an immortal path for Ye Feng.
Then, Lu Hange looked at the woman with the white veil.
"This woman gives me a familiar feeling."
"I seem to have seen her somewhere before."
Lu Hange couldn't recall. For the Princess, her encounter and acquaintance with Lu Hange had only been ten years ago, but for Lu Hange, that fleeting affair was already over five hundred years ago.
"No matter how strong the Sect Master is, facing two peak Mahayana stage cultivators alone, he won't be able to spare any attention for the rest of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. Once these three Mahayana stage cultivators start fighting, my opportunity will arise."
Lu Hange didn't focus too much on the three individuals; for now, the Mahayana stage was not something he could contend with.
Lu Hange waited quietly. Not long after, the Sect Master waved his hand, taking Demon Emperor Tian, the Princess, and the servant with him, disappearing without a trace. This was to prevent the lingering power of the great battle from affecting the Three Thousand Dao Sect, so he chose to pull Demon Emperor Tian and the Princess to a different battlefield.
Seeing this, Lu Hange smiled.
"The opportunity has come."
He indeed couldn't defeat a Mahayana cultivator. But aside from the Sect Master, where else in the Three Thousand Dao Sect were there Mahayana cultivators?! Looking around, they were all just a bunch of weaklings. By the time the Sect Master returned to the sect, Lu Hange estimated that most of the people would already be dead.
In his hand, the sword body of the Ancient Desolation Sword shimmered with inscriptions. It was the Ancient Desolation Sword that had concealed Lu Hange's aura, preventing the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect from detecting his presence and giving Lu Hange such a great opportunity.
"My esteemed Master,"
"Your obedient disciple has come for you."