Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 120 People from Taiqing Palace Arrive, Goodbye Qingzhu!

Upon hearing this, Wei Sen was immediately invigorated and activated the Heavenly Emperor Scripture with all his might, relentlessly entangled with Shi Dong and giving him no chance to escape.

Shi Dong's face darkened as he gazed at the enormous golden sword, which was hundreds of feet long, and a sense of apprehension arose in his heart.

Although he was quite confident in his Thunder Emperor Undying Body, this junior had killed two Life Profound Realm cultivators in succession, and his methods were unpredictable, so he should still be cautious.

He immediately withdrew his fist and went back to defend, his body crackling with lightning, forming one lightning barrier after another in front of him, protecting himself completely.

Immediately, the golden sword light, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, slashed down from the sky, carrying the force of destruction, and shot towards him. Shi Dong's expression hardened, and his Yuan Power surged wildly, pushing all his defenses to the limit.

call out!

The golden sword light flashed like a thunderclap.

Mr. Shi felt a gust of wind whistling past his cheek. He subconsciously touched his face and found it completely unharmed.

He was stunned.

that's it?

That powerful sword strike, which made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, just—whizzed past him?

A look of bewilderment appeared on Mr. Shi's face, followed by a slight, sarcastic smile.

"what!"

A heart-wrenching scream came from behind.

The screams were heart-wrenching, filled with unbelievable shock, anger, and resentment, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

Shi Dong suddenly turned around, his pupils contracting sharply.

Liu Yan was sent flying backward, a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest gushing blood. A severed arm spun through the air amidst the rain of blood before crashing heavily to the ground.

Liu Yan clutched his bleeding severed arm, looking at Lan He with disbelief, his eyes filled with shock, anger, and resentment.

"You little beast—you have no sportsmanship!"

He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling.

That sword strike was clearly powerful, its tip aimed directly at Shi Dong, who was locked in combat with Qi Lei and hadn't even considered defending himself. Who would have thought that this guy's feint was actually aimed at him!

Upon hearing this, Qi Lei laughed so hard he almost fell over: "Martial ethics? Liu Yan, when has your Yuan Sect ever talked about martial ethics? A hundred years ago, when a group of elders surrounded and killed Zhou Tong, even the sect leader, who was at the Reincarnation Realm, personally took action. Did you talk about martial ethics then?"

Liu Yan trembled with rage, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal. He clutched his severed arm, his face ashen white, the pain of the broken arm coupled with the humiliation driving him to the brink of madness.

"You two, this is no good! Retreat!"

Yuan Tu let out a fierce shout from high above, forcing Mo Yun to retreat first, and then withdrew.

Liu Yan and Shi Dong exchanged a glance. Although they were unwilling and cursed Yuan Tu for being a coward, they dared not linger. The two moved to follow Yuan Tu and leave.

"Trying to leave?"

Lan He's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his Heavenly Gang Sword, it transformed into a golden streak of light, and he took the lead in the pursuit.

"Nephew/Grandson!"

Qi Lei's expression changed, and he quickly shouted, "Don't pursue a cornered enemy!"

However, Lanhe was too fast, and in an instant he had caught up for a hundred feet.

Liu Yan glanced back and exchanged a look with Chairman Shi.

A sinister and ruthless glint flashed in their eyes at the same time. Since this little beast dared to chase after them, they wouldn't be so ruthless as to punish him.

The next moment, the two turned around simultaneously, one on the left and one on the right, to flank Lan He!

"Thunder Emperor Code, Thunder Emperor Fist!"

Shi Dong roared, his body crackling with purple lightning, and unleashed a punch. The fist imprint transformed into a gigantic lightning phantom, carrying a world-destroying force, and slammed down upon Lan He.

"The Spirit Emperor's Codex, the Spirit Vein Calamity Finger!"

Despite losing an arm, Liu Yan's offensive momentum remained undiminished. He pointed a single finger into the air, and the Yuan energy in the world gathered wildly, transforming into a massive, blood-red finger a hundred feet long. Its knuckles were distinct, and its lines were clear, as if an ancient god had pressed down with a single finger, causing space to shatter inch by inch wherever it passed.

Neither of them held back, clearly intending to strike and retreat quickly, aiming to severely injure Lan He before immediately withdrawing.

The two of them combined their attacks with terrifying power!

Qi Lei's expression changed drastically: "This is bad!"

Wei Sen's pupils constricted sharply: "Junior disciple!"

However, facing the combined attack of the two, Lan He remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

He struck out with his left hand.

Rumble!

The earth suddenly trembled, and dozens of earth dragons burst forth from the Red Cliff Plain below. Each one was a hundred feet long, and its entire body was formed from rocks and earth elements. The dragon scales were distinct, the dragon horns were rugged, and it emitted a deafening dragon roar.

Dozens of earthen dragons soared into the sky, instantly surrounding Shi Dong. They intertwined head to tail, forming a massive sealed cage that trapped Shi Dong within.

Earthly Sovereign Scripture, Earth Dragon Sealing God Seal!

Shi Dong slammed his fist into the cage, causing the earth dragon to tremble violently, but it was unable to break free for a moment.

Breathe!

At least it can hold him back for a moment!

At the same moment, Lan He formed a hand seal with his right hand, and the Devouring Creation Technique was activated at full speed. Deep within the Niwan Palace, the Devouring Ancestral Symbol suddenly lit up, and an ancient and vast devouring power swept out.

On the surface, Lan He's aura remained unchanged, but the summoned Taotie phantom became more solid and terrifying under the blessing of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol!

Roar!

The phantom of the Taotie roared to the sky, opened its blood-red maw, and swallowed both the Thunder Emperor Fist and the Spirit Vein Calamity Finger in one gulp!

Lightning exploded, blood splattered, and all of it disappeared into the belly of the Taotie.

Liu Yan's pupils constricted sharply: "What?!"

Shi Dong struggled desperately in the earthen dragon cage, and upon seeing this, his expression suddenly changed.

However, Lan He changed his hand seals, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

Deep within the Niwan Palace, the Devouring Ancestral Symbol exerted its power once more, combining with the Devouring Heaven Creation Technique and the Gluttonous Primordial Spirit to unleash incredible power.

Use their own methods against them!

The monstrous maw of the Taotie opened once more!

Two beams of light shot out from its mouth: a purple lightning fist imprint and a blood-red giant finger phantom.

It was the Thunder Emperor Fist and Spirit Vein Calamity Finger that the two of them had just used!

And the target of these two attacks was none other than Liu Yan!

Liu Yan's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock, "This is impossible!"

He tried to dodge, but the two attacks came too fast and too suddenly. He had just used all his strength and was in a gap where his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, so he had no time to dodge.

boom!

Two attacks slammed into Liu Yan.

Purple lightning exploded, and a gigantic, blood-red finger phantom pierced his chest. Liu Yan was struck as if by lightning; his body trembled violently, and then, with a loud bang!

His physical body exploded with a deafening roar, turning into a cloud of blood mist. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, bones shattered, and all the cultivation he had once been proud of, all the arduous training he had endured for hundreds of years, vanished into nothingness in that instant.

A phantom primordial spirit hastily escaped from the blood mist; it was none other than Liu Yan.

His face was filled with terror, his eyes brimming with disbelief and resentment. He never imagined that he, the head of the Fire Division, one of the eight divisions of the Yuan Sect, and a top expert at the Great Perfection of the Life Profound Realm, would end up like this!

"You little beast—you just wait! Yuanmen will not let you get away with this!"

Liu Yan's primordial spirit let out a mournful roar and turned to flee. He desperately urged the power of his primordial spirit, wanting to escape this terrifying place as soon as possible.

shhhhhh!

The next moment, twenty-one sword lights suddenly appeared all around, which was the Immortal Sword Formation that Lan He had already set up!

Twenty Heavenly Rank Spiritual Treasure Longswords echoed the Heavenly Gang Sword, their sword lights intertwining and sword energy crisscrossing, instantly forming an impenetrable sword net that firmly trapped Liu Yan's primordial spirit within.

"No!"

Liu Yan's primordial spirit let out a desperate scream, desperately trying to break free. He charged left and right, frantically crashing into the sword formation, but the sword energy within the formation was like a surging tide, filled with chilling killing intent. The moment his primordial spirit touched the sword light, it was torn to pieces.

In just three breaths.

Liu Yan's primordial spirit completely dissipated into the world, turning into specks of spiritual light and returning to nothingness.

Liu Yan, the head of the Fire Department of the Yuan Clan, has fallen!

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

That was the head of the Fire Department, one of the eight departments of the Yuan Sect! A top expert at the Great Perfection of the Life Profound Realm! A veteran figure who had dominated the Eastern Profound Region for hundreds of years! Yet—he fell at the hands of a junior at the Eighth Yuan Nirvana Realm?

Ying Huanhuan opened her mouth, but after a long pause, she uttered a few words, her voice full of confusion: "Sister, are our Daoist Four Scriptures really stronger than the Taotie inheritance?"

She remembered clearly that Lan He had once said that the Four Scriptures of the Dao Sect were no worse than the Devouring Heaven Creation Technique he cultivated. But the scene before her eyes, where Lan He fought two against one, first trapping Shi Dong and then killing Liu Yan, his composure and domineering manner were simply beyond her understanding of Heavenly Martial Arts.

Ying Xiaoxiao's expression was solemn, and she remained silent for a long time.

She recalled the day she fought Lan He. At that time, she thought she had gauged his true strength, but now it seemed—

Junior Brother Lanhe, just how many tricks did you hide that day?

boom!

Just then, the earth dragon cage exploded.

Shi Dong broke free from the seal, his body crackling with lightning, exuding a menacing aura. His face was filled with killing intent, and he was preparing to join forces with Liu Yan to hunt down Lan He.

However, he had just rushed out when he froze in place.

The air still carried the scent of Liu Yan's demise.

Three figures had already surrounded them.

Qi Lei held a longsword with a cold smile on his face. Lightning crackled on the blade, clearly indicating that he was ready to strike.

Wei Sen clenched his fist with a smile, his usually narrowed eyes now filled with a dangerous glint. That smile made—

People shuddered at the thought.

Mo Yun's white dress fluttered, and the icy blue longsword in her hand exuded a chilling aura, its tip pointing directly at Shi Dong. A cold aura emanated from her, as if even the air itself was about to freeze.

The three men formed a triangular formation, completely surrounding Mr. Shi. Each of them locked their aura onto him, ready to strike with lightning speed at the slightest movement.

Mr. Shi's face instantly turned ashen, and for the first time, a visible sense of apprehension and solemnity appeared on his stone-like face.

He looked around, then at the white-clad figure in the distance, and finally realized it completely.

Liu Yan is dead.

He was surrounded.

"Gentlemen, could you please spare my life?"

Chairman Shi spoke with a serious expression, his stone-like face full of sincerity, as if he were truly discussing something extremely important.

"I guarantee that no one will learn of what happened today. Once I return, I will do everything in my power to prevent the Yuan Sect from retaliating—"

He paused, his tone becoming increasingly sincere: "Today's events were all because that idiot Liu Yan insisted on dragging me here! I've always admired the Dao Sect and the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace; back then, I dreamed of joining them—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

boom!

Three attacks came at the same time!

Qi Lei slashed down with his sword, and lightning exploded; Wei Sen struck out with his palm, and a strong wind howled; Mo Yun's sword was aimed at a direction where a chilling aura emanated.

The sincerity on Mr. Shi's face froze instantly, replaced by a ruthless look.

"Since you won't give me a way out, then let's all die together!"

He roared, and his aura suddenly became violent. The originally solidified Yuan energy began to expand wildly, and cracks appeared on his body, with blinding light shining through the cracks.

He's going to self-destruct!

"Oh no! Retreat immediately!"

Qi Lei's expression changed drastically, and he immediately retreated. Wei Sen and Mo Yun also retreated, their figures transforming into streaks of light, instantly disappearing a hundred feet away.

Rumble!!!

With a deafening roar, Shi Dong's body exploded. The violent shockwave swept in all directions, distorting and collapsing space, and blasting a huge crater tens of meters deep into the ground below.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and lightning flashed everywhere.

Amidst this chaos and destruction, a phantom spirit silently escaped from the center of the explosion.

The primordial spirit was extremely dim; if one did not look closely, it would almost blend into the surrounding smoke and dust. It clung to the ground, desperately fleeing in the opposite direction from Qi Lei and the others, at an astonishing speed.

It was Mr. Shi.

As he fled, he glanced back. Seeing that Qi Lei and the others were still dodging the aftershocks of the explosion, their vision obscured by the billowing smoke and lightning, he felt a sense of relief.

Alive.

He was overjoyed. Although his physical body was destroyed, as long as his primordial spirit escaped, with the Yuan Sect's resources, it wouldn't be difficult to rebuild his physical body.

When the time comes, we will repay today's grudge tenfold!

He gritted his teeth and continued to flee desperately.

However, in the void in front of him, a figure in white stood quietly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Blue River.

He stood in the void, the Heavenly Gang Sword in his hand shimmering with golden light, watching the fleeing primordial spirit with a half-smile.

"Chief Shi, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Mr. Shi's spirit froze instantly, and the expression on his face was extremely interesting.

He asked in a trembling voice, "Lanhe—what do you want?"

Lan He smiled faintly, a hint of coldness in his smile: "What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Dong's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Lan He, you'd better think this through! I am one of the eight leaders of the Yuan Sect. If you dare to touch me, the Yuan Sect will not let this go! When the Dao Sect and the Yuan Sect go to war, can you bear that responsibility?"

He spoke with increasing confidence, his voice gradually becoming sharper: "Liu Yan is already dead, and the Yuan Sect can tolerate that. But if I also perish here, the Yuan Sect will demand an explanation no matter what!"

When the two factions clash, causing widespread death and destruction, you, Lanhe, will be the sinner!

Lan He's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained calm as still water. Only the corners of his lips curled up in a playful arc, as if he had heard a funny joke.

Just then, a clear, cold voice, as pure as an ice spring and as ethereal as heavenly music, drifted down from the heavens.

The voice seemed to drift from a great distance, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, carrying an ethereal and imposing quality: "Then I must ask you, does your Yuan Sect secretly instigate the Tianyuan Dynasty to repeatedly invade the Immortal Dynasty, also intending to wage war against my Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace?"

The moment that sound rang out, the world seemed to fall silent.

Shi Dong's primordial spirit trembled violently, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Lan He paused slightly in his grip on the Heavenly Gang Sword, his gaze suddenly rising, and for the first time, an undisguised look of surprise and agitation appeared on his usually calm face.

That sound—

is her?

Before the words were finished, a pale blue figure slowly emerged from the void.

She was a young woman with long, flowing black hair that cascaded down to her waist. Her beauty was unparalleled, and her features were exquisite. She wore a light blue dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind. Her demeanor was aloof and icy, like a celestial being descended from the heavens, untouched by worldly dust. Just by standing there quietly, she made the surrounding world seem more ethereal.

She descended through the air, each step creating a lotus blossom, a faint blue light emanating from beneath her feet, as if she were treading on invisible lotuses. The void behind her distorted slightly, as if even space itself was making way for her.

It was Ling Qingzhu.

Behind her, two elderly men with profound auras stood in mid-air, their Yuan energy surging like an abyss. They were clearly two powerful experts at the Great Perfection of the Life Profound Realm. The two men remained silent, simply standing there, yet an invisible pressure emanated from them, making it impossible for anyone to look them directly in the eye.

Lan He looked up at that familiar figure, a complex expression flashing in his eyes—a mixture of surprise, longing, and a barely suppressed flutter of excitement.

He sheathed his Heavenly Gang Sword, smiled slightly, and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Miss Qingzhu, how have you been?"

The word "Qingzhu" made Ling Qingzhu's heart tremble slightly.

Ling Qingzhu lowered her eyes, concealing the stirring within them. When she looked up again, she was the aloof and unapproachable young master of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace.

She didn't look at Lan He, but instead turned to Shi Dong's primordial spirit, her voice clear and cold like flowing ice spring: "Shi Dong, you just said that the Yuan Sect wants an explanation?"

She paused, her gaze suddenly turning cold: "Then I'd like to ask you today, how do you intend to settle the score for your Yuan Sect's instigation of the Tianyuan Dynasty to invade the Immortal Dynasty and repeatedly trespass on the territory under my Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace?"

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