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

Chapter 349 Lu Xuan, overflowing with divinity! The indifference of immortals!

The words just fell!

In Lu Xuan's eyes, a deep blue spiritual light surged like a tide.

Gradually, a deep vortex formed, as if it could connect to some unknown and vast world.

As the blue vortex swirled, a profound Daoist aura flowed within it, causing one's soul to tremble at the mere sight of it.

The Holy Fire Emperor stared wide-eyed in horror, his hand holding the crimson token trembling uncontrollably.

He watched helplessly as the Crimson Flame Token, symbolizing the supreme majesty of the Flowing Flame Valley, crumbled inch by inch under Lu Xuan's gaze.

It eventually turned into a shimmering red dust, falling softly from between your fingers.

The moment the token shattered, an immense, abyss-like pressure suddenly descended.

Its power was so great that it seemed as if the entire world was trembling.

The sky above the entire palace changed color.

The clear blue sky was instantly obscured by thick, dark clouds, with gusts of wind swirling through the clouds.

"Rumble--"

Amidst the deafening roar, the pillars of the palace, crafted from thousand-year-old spiritual wood, began to shake violently, and countless spiderweb-like cracks appeared on their surfaces.

The jewels and gems inlaid on it fell one after another, making a crisp sound as they hit the broken gold bricks.

Creak, creak, creak...

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding cracking sound, the floor tile, carved from a single piece of gold and jade, began to crack inch by inch.

A bottomless ravine spread out from the ground, like a giant dragon turning over, dividing the entire hall in two.

The glass palace lantern hanging above the dome crashed down, shattering into countless fragments the moment it hit the ground.

The rare magical artifacts displayed in the hall exploded one after another, and the jade slips and documents on the dragon table turned into dust.

Even the golden goblet from which the spirit wine had just been drunk shattered into pieces in an instant.

The palace maids kneeling on the ground didn't even have time to cry out before they fainted under this earth-shattering pressure.

The two favored concubines coughed up blood, their magnificent palace gowns torn to shreds by the spiritual power, faintly revealing their beautiful...
When the dust settled, only the Holy Fire Emperor on the dragon throne remained seated in his upright posture.

But upon closer inspection, his dignified face had already frozen in place.

The last vestiges of horror lingered in his dilated pupils.

A trickle of blood slowly slid from the corner of the Holy Fire Emperor's mouth, dripping onto his bright yellow dragon robe and spreading into a bewitching blood flower.

This emperor, who had ruled the Holy Fire Dynasty for decades, had his spiritual meridians shattered instantly under the pressure of Lu Xuan's perfected Nascent Soul stage.

Lu Xuan remained indifferent as he slowly raised his right arm, gently spreading his five fingers in the air.

In an instant, countless streams of azure spiritual energy surged from his palm, transforming into thousands of dazzling rays of light that completely enveloped the corpse of the Holy Fire Emperor.

As that terrifying azure spiritual energy flowed, it seemed as if stars were flickering and the deep sea was surging, each strand containing a heart-palpitating power.

The Holy Fire Emperor's dragon robe melted away inch by inch under the erosion of these spiritual energies, revealing the lifeless body beneath.

Lu Xuan's eyes turned slightly cold, and his five fingers suddenly clenched!
hum! ! !
Space seemed to be distorted at that moment, and the originally swirling blue spiritual energy suddenly contracted, collapsing wildly like a deep-sea vortex.

Under this terrifying power, the Holy Fire Emperor's physical body rapidly withered and disintegrated.

Ultimately, it transformed into strands of crimson essence blood, which were completely enveloped by the blue spiritual power.

When the azure light dissipated, only a stark white skeleton remained, still seated on the dragon throne.

The dragon robe that symbolized imperial power had long since turned to ashes and scattered into the void.

Lu Xuanjing stood in the void, his clothes fluttering without wind.

He lowered his eyes, gazing at the blue aura that had not yet dissipated in his palm.

The light illuminated his indifferent face, yet it revealed not a ripple of emotion.

Having experienced a lifetime of worldly affairs, Lu Xuan witnessed all the joys and sorrows of humanity.

The emotions that once belonged to mortals have long since been refined to their ultimate form, just like the spiritual energy in this palm.
Lu Xuan was no longer moved by the love, hate, obsession, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness that belong to human beings.

Divinity?

"To become an immortal, huh?"

Lu Xuan murmured softly, his voice so light it sounded like a sigh.

There was a time when he would pause for a touch of warmth in the mortal world, and feel sorrow for the departure of old friends.

But now, even if he were to overthrow an emperor or annihilate countless lives, he would not be moved in the slightest.

Is this transcendence of all living beings, or just another form of depravity?

But such a thought only flashed through Lu Xuan's mind.

The next moment, Lu Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his aura returned to silence.

That moment of disorientation felt like it had never existed.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a faint blue spiritual energy that caused the space around him to distort slightly.

He slowly raised his eyes, his indifferent gaze sweeping towards the palace gates.

The place was already completely surrounded by a huge crowd.

The imperial guards who rushed to the scene, wielding long halberds with a chilling glint, dared not take a single step forward.

The princes were pale, their eyes filled with anger and barely concealed fear.

The princesses covered their mouths and trembled, their gorgeous skirts disheveled in the wind.

The concubines in the palace collapsed to the ground, their hairpins scattered, their faces streaked with tears.

The thousands of Qi Refining stage Imperial Guards stood frozen like statues, not daring to make a single move, even suppressing their breathing to the extreme.

Wherever Lu Xuan's gaze fell, the crowd retreated like a tide, some even buckling at their knees and falling to their knees.

At this moment, everyone had the same question in their minds.

Just how powerful is this seemingly young cultivator?

With just a glance, they were all silenced by fear.

No matter how many ants there are, they are still just ants.

Lu Xuan lightly touched the air with his toes and slowly floated down in front of everyone.

Although the oppressive aura emanating from him had been completely suppressed, he still carried an unyielding and authoritative presence.

"Do as I say, and your lives will be spared!"

Lu Xuan's cold words echoed in the square in front of the palace, as if they were an inviolable law.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at each other in bewilderment, wondering what this terrifying being intended to do.

In the midst of this deathly silence, several officials dressed in crimson robes suddenly stepped forward from the crowd.

The jade pendants at their waists gleamed with an unusual spiritual light, and their steps were steady and powerful, clearly indicating that they were not ordinary civil officials.

"Senior, is there perhaps some misunderstanding?"

The leader bowed respectfully, his tone neither servile nor arrogant.

Lu Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he could tell at a glance that these people's cultivation had reached the peak of the Qi Refining stage, and the spiritual power flowing in their bodies carried a familiar fire attribute aura.

This is precisely the characteristic of the martial arts techniques of Liuyan Valley.

According to the conventions of the cultivation world, all major sects would send disciples to guard the secular dynasties.

These inner disciples of Liuyan Valley directly became court officials, ostensibly to assist, but in reality to monitor and ensure that the dynasty remained under the control of the sect.

Seeing that Lu Xuan was still standing with his hands behind his back, ignoring their good intentions.

One of the officials in red robes, who had remained silent until now, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He stepped forward slowly, the Flowing Flame Valley token at his waist gleaming with a dazzling red light in the sunlight.

“Senior,” his voice was deliberately lowered, but it carried an undisguised arrogance. “Please allow me to state once more—we are all inner disciples of the Flowing Flame Valley.”

As he spoke, he subtly activated the token at his waist, and a crimson halo immediately rippled outwards.

"This Holy Fire Dynasty is a secular kingdom that my Flowing Flame Valley has personally supported."

His words gradually took on a threatening tone, each word emphasized.

"If you insist on causing trouble here, I'm afraid..."

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, exchanging meaningful glances with his fellow disciples beside him.

The group simultaneously formed hand seals, and a faint crimson spiritual energy flowed around them, outlining the unique fiery aura of Liuyan Valley in the air.

"My Valley Master's temper is... well known to all!"

Another disciple added ominously, "If they knew that you were causing trouble here in the Holy Fire Dynasty, the consequences would be difficult to reverse."

These inner disciples of Liuyan Valley had finished speaking, and the threat they implied was obvious!
Their reputation for the Flowing Flame Valley is renowned throughout the entire Devouring Sun Dynasty; it is known to all under heaven!

Therefore, as an inner disciple of Liuyan Valley.

Even when facing the unfathomable Lu Xuan, they habitually adopted a condescending attitude.

The atmosphere in the square froze instantly.

Those royals who had been trembling with fear now had a renewed spark of hope in their eyes.

Yes, this is, after all, the territory of Flowing Flame Valley. Who would dare to act recklessly here?

However, just as the disciple from the Flame Valley finished speaking, a sudden surge of blue light appeared in Lu Xuan's eyes.

"Noisy."

A cold snort, as loud as thunder from the heavens!
In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged wildly, and a visible blue spiritual energy wave spread out from Lu Xuan.

Those disciples of Liuyan Valley didn't even have a chance to react.

The protective aura shattered instantly, and blood gushed from his mouth.

boom! boom! boom!
Several muffled thuds followed, and several figures flew backward like tattered rags.

They smashed through the white marble railings, pierced through the triple palace walls, and along their path, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust filled the sky.

Finally, it turned into several black dots and disappeared into the distant horizon, its fate unknown.

The square was deathly silent.

Everyone stared in stunned silence at the scene.

Those usually high and mighty immortal masters couldn't even withstand a cold snort from this being!
Lu Xuan slowly withdrew his gaze, his tone as indifferent as ever: "I'll give you one last chance..."

His voice was soft, yet it sent a chill down the spines of the thousands of people present.

Those imperial guards who had been itching to attack all lowered their heads, their weapons clattering to the ground.

Several princes knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

At that moment, everyone understood!
Before him, imperial power and disciples of immortal sects are nothing but a joke.

Just as everyone was prostrating themselves in worship, a young man dressed in a bright yellow python robe suddenly crawled out from the crowd on his knees.

He slammed his forehead heavily onto the gold brick, making a dull thud.

"This humble servant greets the Immortal Master!"

The man's voice trembled slightly with excitement, "I am the Crown Prince of the Holy Fire Dynasty!"

"I am willing to lead the entire Holy Fire Dynasty to follow the Immortal Master's lead!"

He lay prostrate on the ground, his body trembling just the right amount, showing both fear and composure.

But no one could see that on that handsome face pressed tightly against the ground, an almost distorted, ecstatic joy was on display.

For so many years, there has been his father, who favored his younger brother, and his brothers, who were eyeing him covetously.

Now it's all just a passing cloud!

The throne!

He never imagined that the throne would be so close to him.

The crown prince's kneeling body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from suppressed ecstasy.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the stark white bones on the dragon throne—who could have imagined it?

The emperor who had been assassinated a thousand times in his dreams would actually leave the stage in this way.
In the Holy Fire Dynasty, the position of Crown Prince was like a sword hanging over one's head.

Just look at the fate of his several crown prince brothers.

The eldest prince, who was deposed ten years ago, screamed in agony in the imperial prison for three whole days.

The second prince, who "died suddenly" five years ago, still looked like he was dying with his eyes wide open, even at the moment of his death.

And then there was his fifth brother, who was whipped to death, just for saying, "I will emulate Father's behavior in the future!"

Thinking of this, Prince Sacred Flame dug his fingernails deep into his palm, and blood trickled down the veins of the gilded floor tiles.

He couldn't resist the desire deep within him and slowly looked up into the depths of the palace.

The sight of the two stunningly beautiful concubines lying unconscious beside the dragon throne, their robes half-undone, made the Crown Prince's breathing grow even heavier.

Consort Yun, who always loved to wear crimson gauze skirts, deliberately passed in front of him when she was serving him last month. The red marks on her fragrant shoulders still sting his eyes.

Through his disheveled sideburns, he caught a glimpse of another concubine's snow-white neck.

Just like the erotic painting in the secret compartment of his bedchamber, even the position of the cinnabar mole was exactly the same.

The desire to possess them both was like countless ants crawling through his very marrow.

After today, I will be the ruler of this Holy Fire Dynasty.

Even the two peerless beauties I yearn for day and night while I lie on the dragon throne are mine!
Lu Xuan ignored the thoughts of these mortals.

"Hand over the heirloom jade seal."

The crown prince was still immersed in ecstasy and hadn't had time to react when another, even colder voice came.

"All members of the royal family must arrive here within six hours."

The kneeling crowd trembled violently, and several elderly princes nearly collapsed to the ground.

They exchanged glances filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

Why would this immortal master, who can overthrow a dynasty with a wave of his hand, need the useless jade seal?
Why gather a group of royal family members?
They were completely baffled by Lu Xuan's request.

However, the Crown Prince of the Holy Flame practically sprang to his feet, straightened his back, and displayed the majesty of a regent.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was shrill and distorted with excitement: "Guards! Proclaim the Crown Prince's decree—"

"Close all nine gates immediately!"

"Anyone who trespasses will have their entire family executed!"

"And you, send me 30,000 Crimson Fire Guards!"

"Bring all those members of the royal family who are hiding in other residences, feigning illness, or practicing Buddhism here!"

"If even one person is missing, I, the Crown Prince, will skin your entire family alive!"

Immediately, the Holy Flame Prince turned to the other side and kicked over the trembling old eunuch.

"Dog slave!"

"Didn't you hear what the Immortal Master said? Get out of here and fetch the Imperial Seal!"

....
After a long while, when the exquisitely crafted jade seal was finally presented to him.

The once majestic crown prince suddenly buckled at the knees and crawled on his knees toward Lu Xuan.

It's like a hungry dog ​​that has finally gotten a bone.

(End of this chapter)