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

Chapter 311 The Fall of the Feather Emperor Ancestor! Taking All the Sacrificial Artifacts of Heaven and Earth!

"Humanity!"

From the demonic eyes of the Feather Emperor Ancestor, blazing purple-gold embers erupted.

The purple-gold flames seemed to be an ancient rage, threatening to burn everything in the world.

Then, its entire demonic body swelled up rapidly, and the purple-red feathers all over its body stood on end, shimmering with a scorching purple-red light.

Like a volcano about to erupt, it is accumulating destructive power.

Immediately, a sacred bird-beast resembling a phoenix stood proudly in the void.

Its body was enveloped in a dazzling purple-gold glow, and every purple-red feather looked as if it had been meticulously carved, with purple-gold flame patterns flowing on it.

As the tail feathers fluttered, they scattered stardust, and the clouds for miles around were dyed with a dazzling and mysterious glow, exuding an aura of mystery and nobility.

The phoenix's clear cry soared into the sky, its cry resonating with the heavens and earth, as if it contained the creative power of the beginning of time.

The sound wave caused everything in the world to tremble, and the clouds were dispersed, revealing the endless sky.

The next moment, Lu Xuan unleashed countless black and gold flame blades.

Like a series of agile yet deadly fire serpents, they poured down on the bird-shaped demon body of the Feather Emperor Ancestor with an indomitable momentum.

The black-gold blade light collided with the purple-gold embers, each collision creating a spatial black hole a hundred feet in diameter, bursting forth with dazzling light that was impossible to look directly at.

A great commotion shook the heavens and earth; space itself shattered like fragile glass, revealing endless, dark void currents.

The surrounding mountains, rivers, and land were instantly reduced to dust under the impact of this terrifying force, and all living things perished.

The next second, a powerful aftershock spread wildly outwards in a ring shape from the two of them.

"Just a futile resistance."

Lu Xuan's gaze was icy, and his voice was filled with endless chill and certainty.

Faced with the unparalleled Burning Heaven Blade Technique, even the once invincible body of the Feather Emperor Ancestor could only be gradually annihilated.

Even though Lu Xuan's martial arts realm was only at the early stage of the Earthly Venerable Realm Lord realm.

However, with the terrifying enhancement of the 10th level of the Burning Heaven Blade Technique, Lu Xuan's strength had already reached the minor completion level of the Earthly Venerable Realm Lord.

Moreover, this was a sacrificial artifact in Lu Xuan's possession, which meant he couldn't fully unleash the power of the Burning Heaven Blade Technique.

At this moment, Lu Xuan was surrounded by surging black and golden flames, like an ancient demon god descending to earth, which made people tremble with fear.

Lu Xuan slowly raised his right hand, and the eight-patterned sacrificial weapon, the Netherflame Blade, which Empress Xia Mingyue had personally bestowed upon him, gradually turned into the ashes of heaven and earth.

Clearly, it was burned to ashes by Lu Xuan's terrifying black-gold world-destroying flames.

Even the primordial power of heaven and earth contained within the eight-patterned sacrificial artifact vanished into nothingness under this terrifyingly high temperature.

Upon seeing this, Lu Xuan's lips twitched, and a look of heartache flashed across his face.

This was an eight-patterned sacrificial artifact, and now it's completely destroyed. That's equivalent to hundreds of thousands of system points, all gone just like that.

However, Lu Xuan didn't have much time to dwell on his regret.

Immediately, Lu Xuan casually grabbed at the void, and the powerful force of heaven and earth, along with the surrounding air currents, formed a small tornado.

A bluish-green afterimage emerged swiftly from the dust and smoke at the center of the explosion, moving at incredible speed, yet landing steadily in Lu Xuan's palm.

It's something that the Feather Emperor Ancestor has always held in his hand!

Aoki Scepter!

Lu Xuan took a closer look, and his heart was filled with turmoil. This thing looked ordinary, but it faintly exuded a power far exceeding that of a sacrificial artifact.

Before Lu Xuan could examine it closely, the three purplish-red flames on the green wooden staff in his hand began to undergo strange changes.

From the center of the slowly burning purplish-red flames, a streak of purplish-gold afterimage shot out.

Its target was Lu Xuan's forehead.

For a fraction of a second, everything in the surrounding world, time, and space seemed to fall into a strange state of stagnation.

The passing of time seems to have lost all meaning, and the layers of space are like countless shimmering lights.

That purplish-gold afterimage, carrying a sharp aura, rapidly traversed this distorted spacetime.

Along the way, the purple-gold afterimages seemed to be running on an endless road.

It was clearly only a fraction of a meter away from Lu Xuan's forehead.

This seemingly insignificant distance is the other shore that the purple-gold regret can never reach in its entire life.

It's as if, in front of it, lies an endless abyss.

Lu Xuan's eyes sharpened, and the black-gold flames around him suddenly surged, their powerful energy spreading out like a tangible force, forming an invisible barrier.

The purplish-gold afterimage struggled frantically before Lu Xuan's barrier, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, unable to advance any further.

Despair, fear, impotent rage, helplessness, countless emotions...
At this moment, it solidified into a tangible form, emanating from the purplish-gold lingering thought and echoing in the void.

"Why!"

"The power of time and space!"

"How could you, a mere lowly human, possibly touch the power of the rules of spacetime!"

A roar filled with resentment exploded in Lu Xuan's mind; it was the roar of the lingering will of the Feather Emperor Ancestor.

Lu Xuan snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "You think you can pull tricks on me?"

That indifferent and ruthless voice, carrying with it the boundless pressure emanating from Lu Xuan, caused the surrounding space to tremble.

Everyone knows that Lu Xuan has always acted cautiously since his birth.

In this dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, a single misstep can lead to utter destruction.

Therefore, how could Lu Xuan so recklessly and rashly touch other people's things?

The instant the Azure Wood Staff landed in his palm, the power of the world's rules within Lu Xuan's body rapidly spread out, enveloping the Azure Wood Staff layer by layer.
At the same time, he set up several layers of defensive barriers around himself to guard against unforeseen circumstances.

At this moment, on Lu Xuan's right palm, there were thin black-gold flame chains.

Like a graceful, flowing ink line, it meandered out, tightly binding the miniature remnant of the Feather Emperor Ancestor.

Wherever the black and gold flame chains passed, the space itself distorted, as if unable to withstand the terrifying heat.

The scorching black-gold flame chains constantly burned away the lingering resentment of the Feather Emperor Ancestor.

The lingering resentment of the Feather Emperor Ancestor emitted a series of shrill screams, his voice filled with pain and resentment.

The echoes reverberated in the silent void, appearing particularly eerie and terrifying.

The Feather Emperor Ancestor twisted his body desperately, trying to break free from the chains of flame, but all his efforts were in vain.

Each struggle only tightens the chains of fire and makes the flames burn even brighter.

Lu Xuan watched all this expressionlessly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

Then, with a slight force applied to his right hand, he slowly clenched his five fingers inward.

The flames on the black-gold flame chains instantly surged, completely enveloping the lingering will of the Feather Emperor Ancestor.

The afterimage of the Feather Emperor Ancestor struggled even more fiercely after sensing Lu Xuan's powerful strength, as if it were making a final, death throes...

However, under the scorching heat of this terrifying, world-destroying flame, the lingering will of the Feather Emperor Ancestor gradually became illusory, slowly dissipating into the world...

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xuan turned his gaze back to the Green Wood Staff in his hand.

Host: Lu Xuan

Realm: Earth Lord Realm Lord

功法：焚天刀法10/9，咫尺天涯10/9，不死不灭10/9。

Points: 20. The origin of world rules has been detected. Extract it?
"The origin of the world's rules?"

This green wooden staff actually conceals the very essence of the world's rules.

The power of the world's fundamental rules is the ultimate power possessed only by the supreme beings who are Earthly Venerable Realm Lords.

Then, before Lu Xuan could make a decision...

As the Feather Emperor Ancestor's avatar dissipated, the two fiery world realms began to fall apart.

At an incredibly fast speed, it transformed into flickering flames, carrying lingering traces of resentment, and vanished into the vast expanse of heaven and earth.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which was originally covered by the overwhelming pressure of the two fiery worlds, is now surging back like a flood.

Under the pull of this force, the island of Lingkong gradually separated from the world of fire and returned to the land of spirits.

However, the once pristine and idyllic Sky Island has been completely transformed beyond recognition by the relentless onslaught of the terrifying shockwave.

The towering pine trees that once reached into the clouds on the island are now reduced to charred stumps.

The once crystal-clear spring water had become murky and was now emitting wisps of black smoke.

The entire island of Lingkong was devastated and dilapidated, exuding an aura of decay.

The entire island of Lingkong was devastated and dilapidated, with crumbling walls creaking in the wind and exuding an aura of decay.

"The Feather Emperor Ancestor is dead?"

It is unknown who first uttered these words filled with shock and doubt, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.

On the island of Lin Kong, everyone who was fighting stopped at the same time.

For a moment, an eerie silence filled the island, with only a gentle breeze whistling through the ruins.

Those ten who had pledged allegiance to the Feather Emperor Ancestor, and then to the White Lotus Holy Mother Ancestor and Sect Leader, respectively.

At this moment, the ten men had complex expressions on their faces as they held ten-patterned sun artifacts in their hands.

The arrogant and domineering aura of the Netherworld Python faltered upon hearing the question.

Previously, relying on their numerical advantage, they had been suppressing the three patriarchs of the Great Xia royal family, as well as the patriarchs of the Li family, the Mo family, and the Shangguan family.

The six patriarchs of the Great Xia royal family were in a terrible state. Their bodies were shattered, riddled with shocking wounds.
The power of the laws of heaven and earth leaked out, forming twisted bands of light in the air.

The six patriarchs had abnormally disordered auras and their faces were as pale as paper.

It seems that if some time passes, all six of them will be completely wiped out.

However, the news of the death of the Feather Emperor Ancestor brought a glimmer of hope to this previously one-sided situation.

All eyes turned to Lu Xuan, who stood in the void.

Meanwhile, the White Lotus Saint Mother, Empress Xia Mingyue, the Supreme Emperor Xia Ritian, and the remnants of the Fallen Spirit Ruins seemed to be in another world, turning a blind eye to the fall of the Feather Emperor Ancestor.

The White Lotus Saintess had a cold and stern expression, radiating a chilling aura. Her gaze was fixed on Empress Xia Mingyue, as if it could freeze her in place.

Empress Xia Mingyue stood tall, exuding grace and majesty, displaying the power and authority of an emperor in every gesture.

The retired Emperor Xia Ritian frowned, his expression solemn, and his complex gaze swept back and forth among the crowd, as if he were weighing something.

The lingering spirit of Luolingxu drifted about like a ghost, surrounded by an eerie white mist.

The four of them were entangled in a web of old and new grudges.

The entanglements and disputes of the past years are about to come to a complete end at this moment.

The retired emperor, Xia Ritian, remained silent, his aura as deep and still as an abyss.

The ten-patterned Sun-shaped artifact, the Xuan Bird Heavenly Seal, in his hand emitted an increasingly deep black light, as if it were about to devour all the light around it.

Within that black light, countless intricate patterns of heaven and earth flickered faintly, exuding endless mystery and power.

have nothing to say!

Today's battle was destined to be a life-or-death struggle from the very beginning.

Emperor Emeritus Xia Ritian thought to himself, "Today, either this old geezer will die, or I, Xia Ritian, will perish here."

Thinking back to those days, a surge of anger burned fiercely in Xia Ritian's chest.

If it weren't for that old codger interfering, the Lingxu Land would have already fallen firmly into the hands of the Great Xia royal family.

Where else would so many troubles arise, causing the Great Xia royal family to go through so many ups and downs, and pay such a huge price and sacrifice?

Even his ten biological sons died because of this incident.

"You old geezer, prepare to die!"

The next moment, Xia Ritian roared, his voice shaking the surrounding area, and with an indomitable momentum, he rode the Xuan Bird Heavenly Seal.

Like a black meteor, it charged fiercely toward the remnants of the Fallen Spirit Ruins.

In an instant, the void trembled, and the void space along the way was torn open with fine cracks by the power of Xia Ritian's attack.

The remnant spirit of Luo Lingxu clearly did not expect that Xia Ritian would launch such a reckless and aggressive attack.

Before he could think it through, the white aura around him surged instantly, and he hurriedly engaged in a fierce battle with the frenzied Xia Ritian.

"Damn junior, I'd like to see how long your Earthly Venerable power can last."

The voice of Luo Lingxu's lingering spirit echoed across the battlefield, revealing a fierce and disdainful tone.

"It's enough to kill you!"

Xia Ritian gritted his teeth and responded, his attacks becoming increasingly fierce. Each strike was delivered with all his might, as if he wanted to vent all the pent-up frustration and anger he had accumulated over the years in this battle.

Wherever the Xuan Bird Heavenly Seal passed, black light crisscrossed, colliding with the white energy flow of the lingering spirits of Luo Ling Xu, unleashing a deafening roar.

Ripples of the world's rules spread outwards.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan remained calm and ignored the fierce battle between the four people.

In his view, this was a battle between them, and what did it have to do with him?

If he has to do everything himself, then why should I cooperate with the Great Xia royal family?

What use is the Great Xia royal family to them?

Now, for Lu Xuan...

The most important thing is to take all thirteen ten-patterned sun artifacts for himself.

Afterwards, Lu Xuan planned to find a secluded place to refine and absorb the thirteen ten-patterned Sun artifacts and the mysterious Green Wood Divine Staff as soon as possible.

Lu Xuan had a strong premonition that the terrifying bird-shaped monster would not give up easily and would definitely come back again.

At that time, without sufficient strength, we will surely fall into an abyss of no return.

Therefore, improving one's own abilities is of paramount importance!

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan's gaze swept across the crowd below like a hawk, especially landing on the Netherworld Python.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Xuan raised one hand, and the power of the world's rules burst forth from his palm.

boom--!
As the void trembled, a brand new world descended.

In an instant, Lu Xuan's left eye transformed into a blazing sun, with the flames of the burning sky condensing into a solar corona, while his right eye transformed into a bright moon, with the power of extreme yin condensing into frost.

A galaxy hangs down from the endless black hair, each strand flowing with the power of different world rules.

The mountains and rivers are all Lu Xuan's bones and flesh, majestic and magnificent.

The ever-flowing river surged as Lu Xuan drew his fingertips, with starlight reflections floating in the water droplets!

In this small world, Lu Xuan is the heavens, the gods, and the ruler of the world!
His will is the absolute rule in this world.

(End of this chapter)