Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 310 A Surprise Attack! The Power of the Rules of Space and Time!
"It's him!"

A sharp roar suddenly ripped through the silence, the sound wave carrying overwhelming hatred and shaking the surrounding area.

The hundred-zhang-long body of the Nether Python suddenly straightened, and its jet-black scales burst open with a "clang," each one gleaming with a cold, azure light.

Immediately, the Nether Python raised its head high, its golden demonic eyes locking onto the figure.

His pupils shrank to two dangerous needle points, as if trying to imprint Lu Xuan's image into the depths of his soul.

"Ancestor, it's him!"

"That human brat!"

The Nether Python's hoarse voice trembled uncontrollably; it wasn't fear, but rather a long-suppressed rage that had finally found an outlet.

As the snake's tongue flickered in and out, the azure demonic essence within the Netherworld Python surged and rose in the void.

The azure light surged like a tide, spreading across an area of ​​ten feet in radius, illuminating the entire space with a strange and eerie blue hue.

Lu Xuan's figure gradually became clear in the blue light of the demonic soul.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes remaining perfectly still amidst the raging demonic energy, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The roars and surging demonic energy of the Nether Python were nothing more than a boring farce in Lu Xuan's eyes.

He didn't even linger his gaze for a moment, but slowly turned his head, his eyes passing over the chaotic battlefield and landing on Empress Xia Mingyue in the distance.

Empress Xia Mingyue seemed to sense something, raising her eyes to meet his gaze. Her eyes were calm and deep, as if she had already anticipated his appearance.

Lu Xuan's lips curled up slightly. His appearance was not simply to help the Great Xia royal family escape the crisis.

At that moment, the Empress nodded without hesitation, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice, though soft, clearly reached Lu Xuan's ears—

“Fellow Daoist Lu, apart from the Spirit Ruins Origin, everything else... is yours.”

After a pause, Empress Xia Mingyue added:
"Including those thirteen, ten-patterned sun-shaped artifacts."

The Ten-Patterned Sun Artifact is a treasure of every major family and the key to obtaining the inheritance of the Lord of the Spirit Ruins, Luo Lingxu.

Since Lu Xuan stepped into the realm of Earthly Venerable Realm Lord, he has transcended the mortal world and is no longer a subject of the Great Xia Dynasty, but rather above the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

What is the Earthly Venerable Realm Lord?

A single thought can change the course of a nation; a single palm strike can overturn a dynasty!
His lifespan is a million years, almost immortal!

Even the most powerful emperors of dynasties must defer to his will!

It was already a great honor for Empress Xia Mingyue to address him as "fellow Daoist".

If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't even have the right to look Lu Xuan in the eye!
Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly, his smile deepening.

Empress Xia Mingyue remained calm, her eyes deep and unfathomable; no one could fathom her thoughts.

The retired emperor, Xia Ritian, stared silently at Lu Xuan, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

He had heard of Lu Xuan's name from his daughter long ago, but he never expected that this person would break through to the Earthly Venerable Realm Lord level at such a fast pace!

It's absolutely unbelievable.

The other patriarchs of various major families were pale-faced, covered in cold sweat, and even their breathing was cautious.

Not only the Great Xia royal family, but also three other pairs of undisguised gazes were fixed on Lu Xuan.

It's absolutely unbelievable.

Not only from the Great Xia royal family, but also from three other undisguised gazes, like tangible arrows, fixed firmly on Lu Xuan.

Ancestor Feather Emperor, Holy Mother White Lotus, and the lingering remnants of Fallen Spirit Ruins!
Of all the things I care about most is the lingering remnant of the Fallen Spirit Ruins.

The lingering remnants of the Fallen Spirit Ruins, originally ethereal and formless.

Upon sensing the vast and unfathomable aura of a realm lord emanating from Lu Xuan, it instantly twisted violently, transforming into an aged phantom five or six meters tall.

The aged phantom was surrounded by surging energy, its face contorted, revealing its inner shock and rage.

"you!"

The lingering spirit of Luolingxu let out a roar, the sound seemingly coming from the deepest hell, filled with endless resentment and disbelief.

"You brat!"

His voice was full of anger and questioning as he extended a trembling, unreal finger, pointing it at Lu Xuan.

"How could you possibly have broken through to the Earthly Venerable Realm!"

Every word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking everyone's hearts hard.

"You must be hiding a huge secret!"

The next moment, the remnant spirit of Luo Lingxu almost roared out these words, its eyes filled with a mixture of greed and madness.

After sensing the aura of a Earthly Venerable Realm Lord on Lu Xuan, the remnant spirit of Luo Lingxu collapsed.

Now, Luo Lingxu's remnant mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts, with only one idea remaining in his heart.

Where did this kid come from? Is he God's illegitimate child?

Have you ever seen a cultivator who could break through to the Earthly Venerable Realm Lord realm in less than a year?

Even the reclusive immortal clans and sacred cultivation grounds of the Tianwu Realm, who have spent countless rare and precious materials and devoted all their efforts to nurturing such a prodigy, could never produce one.

This can no longer be described as having monstrous martial arts talent; it has completely overturned everyone's understanding of martial arts cultivation.

This kid must have some incredible opportunity!
Thinking of this, the greed in Luo Lingxu's remnant heart could no longer be suppressed.

He suddenly sprang up, his body surging with energy, and lunged at Lu Xuan, roaring, "Hand over your opportunity, and I'll spare your life!"

Faced with the madness of the remnant spirit of Luolingxu, Lu Xuan didn't even need to take action.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from the mouth of the retired emperor Xia Ritian. The sound was like a bell, which made the surrounding air tremble slightly, showing his supreme majesty.

"How dare a mere wisp of damned remnant dare to spout such nonsense before me!"

"Back then, if it weren't for you, you old codger, interfering, the Lingxu Land would have been in the hands of the Great Xia royal family long ago."

"Luolingxu, let me see if you, you old codger, still have the power you had back then."

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Emeritus Xia Ritian's aura suddenly surged.

A powerful fluctuation of the laws of heaven and earth spread outwards from his physical body, as if to bring this entire world under his control.

Emperor Emeritus Xia Ritian no longer had time to think about his daughter's decision.

At this moment, all he could see was the damned remnant of the Fallen Spirit Ruins before him.

The Great Xia royal family and this lingering remnant of Luo Ling Xu were like enemies meeting, their eyes filled with hatred!

Moreover, Xia Ritian has entrusted everything of the Great Xia royal family to his daughter, Xia Mingyue.

Over the years, he has watched his daughter grow up step by step and knows that her decision must have its own considerations.

As the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, Xia Mingyue had already decided to cooperate with Lu Xuan, so as his father, he naturally supported his daughter wholeheartedly.

As Xia Ritian took a step forward, the endless void beneath his feet could not bear the weight and collapsed with a crash, shattering into pieces like a mirror.

The dark imperial robe remained motionless amidst the spatial turbulence, while only the ten-patterned sun artifact in Xia Ritian's hand, the Xuan Bird Heavenly Seal, emitted a ghostly light that engulfed heaven and earth.

The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, as if it were a compressed and condensed version of the sun's rays.

"Cry——"

With a cry that resonates through the ages, thousands of phantom images of black birds burst forth from the seal.

Each of these dark black divine birds carries the power of different world rules in its feathers.

The wave was heavy and powerful, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

Immediately, countless dark black divine birds spread their wings and soared into the sky, their sharp cries piercing the heavens.

Wherever the sound waves passed, ripples spread through the space, heading towards the lingering remnants of the Fallen Spirit Ruins.

Just as the battle between the remnant spirit of Luolingxu and Xia Ritian began, the entire world seemed to be disturbed by an invisible force, causing spatial tremors and disorder in the world's rules.

A cold glint flashed in Empress Xia Mingyue's eyes. This time, she took the initiative. Before anyone could react, Empress Xia Mingyue had already appeared like a ghost a hundred meters away from the White Lotus Saint Mother.

She stood tall and straight, exuding the unique majesty of a superior. Every inch of her skin seemed to be bathed in a dark glow, and her jet-black hair danced wildly in the wind.

"Bai Lian, it's time for a decisive battle between us!"

Empress Xia Mingyue's voice was icy cold, echoing through the chaotic world.

Immediately, Empress Xia Mingyue raised her hand, and the Xuan Bird Cauldron in her palm trembled violently.

The mysterious patterns on the cauldron flowed and stirred up thousands of spatial ripples, as if even time itself was being distorted!

Each ripple contained a devastating power, causing the surrounding space to resemble a shattered mirror, with fine cracks appearing.

The White Lotus Saintess's eyes narrowed slightly, and the white lotus phantoms around her began to bloom wildly.

Each lotus petal transformed into a small world, with layers of pure white light protecting it, completely out of place in this chaotic battlefield.

The root-shaped jade artifact in the hands of the White Lotus Saint Mother once again erupted with terrifying energy.

Rumble......

The sounds of fierce collisions were incessant, plunging the entire battlefield into chaos.

Finally, under the onslaught of four pseudo-Earthly Venerable level experts, the Feather Emperor Ancestor's world of flames could no longer withstand the onslaught.

This fiery world belonging to the Feather Emperor Ancestor began to be riddled with countless holes from all directions.

Those holes were pitch black, bottomless, and led straight to the outside world.

Starlight streamed through the large holes, illuminating a scene of apocalypse.

The warriors below the Earthly Venerable level, including the Netherworld Python, all showed expressions of fear.

They knew that once this fiery world completely collapsed, they would be devoured by the endless power of the world's rules.

Almost simultaneously, all the beings present shot towards the various fiery world holes.

Their figures appeared so small in the firelight, yet so urgent, as if they wished they had an extra leg to escape this terrifying battlefield.

The Feather Emperor Ancestor paid no attention to the escape of these ants; his demonic eyes, as bright as the crimson sun, were fixed on Lu Xuan.

Within those purple-gold holy flame demon eyes burned endless greed.

It was as if Lu Xuan possessed an unparalleled opportunity that would allow it to break through its limitations and dominate the world.

Suddenly, a deafening roar was heard.

The once boundless world of flames seemed to have been cleaved apart by a supreme divine sword from the beginning of chaos.

It suddenly split into two realms in a shocking manner.

In the left half of the realm, the four pseudo-Earthly Venerables were engaged in a fierce and chaotic battle.

The power of the rules and order that govern the world shattered like broken glass shards during their fierce battle.

Wherever it passed, the fiery world that once contained all things turned into ashes like fragile paper, leaving only chaos and desolation.

From every crack in the void, an aura of destruction faintly emanates.

In the right half of the realm, Lu Xuan and the Feather Emperor Ancestor stood facing each other across the void like two ancient demon gods.

Behind them, two small worlds appeared and disappeared, with the Feather Emperor Ancestor's side exuding a mysterious and ancient aura, as if containing endless vicissitudes.

On the other hand, Lu Xuan's small world was surging with unprecedented vitality, as if it contained infinite creative power.

The crimson flames surrounding the Feather Emperor Ancestor now mysteriously transformed into thousands of chains, twisting wildly in the void, like a fire god controlling the world.

However, it did not rush to make a move, but instead locked its eyes on Lu Xuan with eyes that seemed to see through everything.

The voice that came from its mouth was like molten lava churning and roaring deep within the earth: "You human are really too strange!"

"I am in a good mood today. As long as you obediently give me all the secrets you have hidden on your body without reservation."

"I, your ancestor, may show mercy and spare your life!"

The reason why the Feather Emperor Ancestor was so cautious and hesitated to attack was because it was very clear in its mind.

As a Earthly Venerable Realm Lord who possesses a small world, Lu Xuan's realm is worlds apart from those pseudo-Earthly Venerables, as different as clouds and mud.

The true Earthly Venerable Realm Lord's inner world is like an inexhaustible source of power, continuously providing Lu Xuan with the power of creation.

This power of creation filled the Earthly Venerable Realm Lord's body with the power of the world's rules.

It even reached a divine state of being neither born nor dying, and never ceasing.

During the battle, the power of the world's rules within Lu Xuan's body was like an endless ocean, vast and inexhaustible!

Therefore, the Feather Emperor Ancestor understood that if he were to truly fight to the death with a World Lord of the same realm as Lu Xuan, he would be in serious trouble.

The time and effort required to completely eliminate the other party would be unimaginable.

They might even end up with a tragic lose-lose situation.

However, the response to the Feather Emperor was not words, but a black-gold flame blade that seemed to split the heavens and earth!
In an instant, the entire world was awestruck by the power of this fiery blade of light.

"Feng Tian!"

Lu Xuan roared, his eyes burning with intensity.

While the Feather Emperor Ancestor coveted the secrets he possessed, Lu Xuan's gaze was also fixed on the green wooden staff in the Feather Emperor Ancestor's hand.

This staff is surrounded by a mysterious aura, and its textures shimmer with an unusual luster, seemingly containing unimaginable power.

With just one glance, Lu Xuan could sense that it was far more powerful than the so-called ten-patterned Sun Artifact.

How could Lu Xuan not know that the Feather Emperor Ancestor in front of him was just an avatar at this moment?
He had personally experienced the terrifying power of the Feather Emperor Ancestor's true form.

Back then, he chased the Netherworld Python all the way to the Western Regions' polar sea.

At that time, even though the Great Xia Dynasty's Heaven and Earth Restriction separated them, the Feather Emperor Ancestor could easily injure him with a single cold gaze.

This black and gold fiery blade of light suddenly appeared, its power reaching straight to the sky.

Upon seeing this, the Feather Emperor Ancestor's demonic eyes widened in disbelief.

Even the claws holding the Green Wood Staff couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"What kind of flame is this?!"

"This flame, how is it possible..."

The Feather Emperor Ancestor roared inwardly, as the black-gold flames before him, which were beyond his comprehension, completely overturned his understanding.

How could humans possess such terrifying flames?

In the blink of an eye, at the critical moment of life and death, the Feather Emperor Ancestor held nothing back!

"Golden Feather Sacred Flame!"

He angrily struck the void with his green wooden staff, and endless purple-gold flames immediately erupted from beneath it.

Amidst the purple-gold flames, countless golden feather phantoms fluttered about, each one imprinted with the power of the world's rules.

A melodious phoenix cry echoed in the void, seemingly transcending time and space. Wherever the purple-gold flames passed, they instantly resisted the erosion of Lu Xuan's world-destroying flames.

These two extremely powerful flames collided continuously, dyeing the sky purple and gold, black and gold, and all things were annihilated.

At the center of the confrontation between the two terrifying flames, spacetime suddenly began to twist in a strange way.

The Feather Emperor Ancestor was shocked to find that the circulation of his power was delayed by a fraction of a second.

This is nothing more than a fleeting moment for ordinary people, but for beings at the Earthly Venerable level, it is deadly enough!
When the Feather Emperor Ancestor's demonic eyes refocused, Lu Xuan's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

The next moment——

"laugh!"

Countless black-gold flame blades, imbued with the power of spacetime, erupted simultaneously from every spacetime node behind it!

(End of this chapter)