After the college entrance examination, my identity as a Mahayana Immortal Venerable could no longer

The night rain stretched out a vacuum channel that stretched for several kilometers.

The back mountain of the capital's defense zone. The entrance to the imperial prison.

Two lead-zinc alloy blast-proof doors, each weighing thirty tons, are embedded in the mountain's rock strata. This is an underground fortress built to withstand a megaton-class nuclear strike. In the bunkers on either side of the doors, the barrels of four six-barreled Vulcan cannons gleam with a cold, eerie blue metallic light under searchlights.

The troops stationed here are not regular military forces, but private soldiers jointly raised by the Wang and Ye families of Beijing.

The red alarm lights in the monitoring room had turned a blood-red color.

Captain Wang, in charge of security, was roaring furiously into the communicator.

"What on earth happened at the martial arts arena! We can't get in touch with Elder Lei! The radar shows a high-energy target hurtling towards us at supersonic speed! Raise the anti-aircraft missiles!"

The captain had barely finished speaking.

The static screen on the monitor suddenly exploded.

boom.

A muffled explosion rang out outside the blast door.

The captain looked up and peered through the bulletproof glass. His mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a fist.

In mid-air, a young man in a black windbreaker hovered less than twenty meters from the gate. The rain didn't touch him at all; it was all evaporated into white vapor by the aura in mid-air.

The machine gunner in the bunker instinctively pulled the trigger.

Da da da da.

Six thousand depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds per second, trailing long tongues of fire, weave together in mid-air into an impenetrable metal net of fire. This firepower configuration can tear a main battle tank to shreds in three seconds.

Lu Yuan didn't even try to dodge.

He raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and casually swiped at the two thirty-ton alloy doors.

The azure true essence transformed into a crescent-shaped sword beam several dozen feet long.

The sword's edge sliced ​​through the torrential rain, cutting through the countless depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds flying through the air.

scoff.

The sound, like cutting tofu, drowned out the roar of the Vulcan cannon.

The two-meter-thick lead-zinc alloy explosion-proof door, along with the reinforced concrete bunkers on both sides, was smoothly cleaved in two by this cyan sword light.

The barrel of the Vulcan cannon broke off on the spot. The unfired bullets inside exploded due to the heat.

The flashes from the explosion illuminated Lu Yuan's expressionless face.

He strode into the bottomless, sloping passage of the prison, stepping over the metal wreckage and pieces of flesh scattered on the ground.

The interior of the prison is very large. The lower you go, the lower the temperature gets.

The cells on both sides housed the most dangerous hardened criminals and martial arts practitioners who had gone mad from practicing their cultivation techniques. These ruthless criminals, who would kill without blinking an eye outside, were now all huddled in the deepest corner of the cells.

The undisguised killing intent emanating from Lu Yuan, a Mahayana stage cultivator, seeped into every floor through the ventilation ducts.

No one dared to make a sound. Even the usually eccentric martial artists covered their mouths tightly, afraid that a heavy breath would attract the menacing figure walking through the passage.

A familiar scent began to fill the air.

Lu Yuan sniffed.

That was the deathly aura unique to the interdimensional array of the Sirius Starfield. It was also mixed with a strong stench of corpses and the forcibly purified smell of cold, yin essence blood.

Eighteen underground levels.

This is the deepest part of the prison. Ordinary prisoners are not even qualified to be imprisoned here.

Lu Yuan stopped in front of a cast iron gate whose surface was covered with white frost.

Behind the door stood a gaunt old man. He wore the royal family's honorary robe, his hands tucked into his sleeves, and his feet resting on a complex Bagua diagram.

"Young man, you've made a huge mistake."

The old man's voice drifted through the cracks in the iron gate, carrying a rough, rat-like quality, like a mouse rubbing against a wooden board.

"No matter how you killed Elder Lei and the others, this is a joint forbidden area of ​​the Wang and Ye families. If you take another step forward, the self-destruct formation beneath my feet will activate. Once the thing in that stagnant, cold pool below is released, the entire capital will become a dead city."

The old man swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the trembling of his vocal cords.

"You leave. The Wang family can pretend tonight's events never happened."

Lu Yuan looked at the cast iron door.

He raised his foot and kicked it hard.

Boom!

The entire iron gate, along with the rock wall that held it in place, flew backward for more than ten meters. It crashed into the wall at the end of the passage, smashing into a flattened disc.

The gaunt old man didn't even have a chance to dodge; he was thrown to the ground by the shockwave. The so-called Bagua formation beneath his feet shattered into dust under the violent physical impact.

Lu Yuan walked up to the old man and looked down at him.

"The Wang family had my mother run over and killed years ago. Then they spread false rumors that my father was imprisoned in the lowest level of the imperial prison."

Lu Yuan's voice was completely flat.

"You used this excuse to lure countless people who were on good terms with the Lu family down to their deaths. And now you're telling me it never happened?"

The old man lay on the ground, vomiting mouthfuls of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

"You...you knew everything..."

The old man's pupils began to dilate.

Lu Yuan was too lazy to waste words with him. He spread his five fingers and placed them directly on the old man's crown.

Soul-searching technique.

The divine consciousness of the Mahayana stage roughly tore open the old man's cerebral cortex, precisely extracting the information it wanted from a pile of chaotic memory fragments.

A few seconds later.

The old man's body convulsed violently a few times, and the whites of his eyes rolled back completely. His brain matter had been evaporated into a paste by his powerful divine consciousness, turning him into a vegetable who needed to be conscious of his breathing.

Lu Yuan withdrew his hand and flicked away the beads of blood from his fingertips.

He figured it all out.

His father was not at the bottom of the stagnant, cold pool.

Twenty years ago, the higher-ups of the Wang and Ye families came into contact with a mysterious person who claimed to be from beyond the realm. That person gave them a broken star array plate and a secret method for cultivating mutated Yin Corpses.

In exchange, the two families began secretly kidnapping martial artists and ordinary people with immortal cultivation physiques within China, throwing them into stagnant, icy pools, and feeding the Yin Corpse with their life essence and blood.

The massacre of the Lu family back then was not due to any conflict of commercial interests.

It was because Lu Yuan's mother possessed a Spirit Gathering Jade that could trigger the resonance of the array plate.

"Using the flesh and blood of Earthlings to feed dogs from beyond this realm."

Lu Yuan turned his head and looked at the huge pool of water at the end of the passage, which was emitting a chilling aura.

"You bunch of privileged elites, you've truly ingrained the word 'traitor' into your very genes."

Lu Yuan strode towards the stagnant, cold pool.

This is an underground cavern, roughly the size of half a football field. In the center is a bottomless pool of black water.

The surface of the pool was not frozen, but the temperature was definitely around minus thirty degrees Celsius.

The surface of the water was covered with countless mutilated human skeletons. Some bones still bore bite marks from being gnawed on.

Lu Yuangang stood by the pool.

The previously still black water suddenly began to boil violently.

The water surface exploded.

A monster over three meters tall, covered in black fur, emerged from the water.

The monster retained its human torso, but its limbs had been completely transformed into claws resembling those of a wild beast. Its eyes were a pure, deathly gray, and a fragment of a dark red array plate on its chest flickered with its breath.

Energy fluctuations at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

If this mutated Yin Corpse were placed in the ancient martial arts world of Earth, it would definitely be capable of unilaterally slaughtering a Grandmaster of the Divine Realm.

It sensed the vitality emanating from Lu Yuan that was countless times stronger than that of ordinary mortals.

The corpse let out a piercing roar, bringing with it a foul-smelling gust of wind. It swung its two half-meter-long claws and slammed them down towards Lu Yuan's head.

The claws carried an extremely cold and poisonous aura. The moment they came into contact with the air, even the surrounding rock walls were corroded, emitting hissing white smoke.

Lu Yuan didn't even draw his rusty iron sword.

He stood still, letting the two sharp claws grip his shoulders.

clang.

A resounding, extremely crisp sound of metal clashing.

The Yin Corpse's claws, which were said to be able to tear apart armored vehicles, snapped off three nails when they touched the fabric of Lu Yuan's windbreaker on his shoulder.

A body at the Mahayana stage can withstand even heavenly tribulations. This monster, cobbled together from scrap materials, doesn't even have the potential to break through its defenses.

A hint of human-like astonishment flashed across the corpse's rotting face.

It instinctively wanted to back away.

Lu Yuan raised his left hand and grabbed its furry neck.

A burst of azure true essence erupted from Lu Yuan's palm. The chilling poison that had been clinging to the corpse was instantly vaporized into nothingness upon contact with the true essence, like snow meeting a red-hot iron.

"roar!"

The corpse struggled in agony, its remaining claws scratching frantically at Lu Yuan's arm.

Lu Yuan raised it into the air with one hand. A ball of golden Samadhi Fire ignited at the tip of his right finger.

"If you're hiding underwater and won't come out, I'll have to go to some trouble to fish you out."

Lu Yuan plunged his hand directly into the chest of the Yin Corpse.

Without encountering any resistance, the Samadhi True Fire directly burned through the Yin Corpse's proud defenses.

Lu Yuan grasped the dark red fragment of the array plate embedded in the center of its ribs and yanked it outwards with a sharp pull.

It was accompanied by a sickeningly loud cracking sound of bones breaking.

Lu Yuan forcibly peeled the entire array plate from the Yin corpse.

Without the support of its core array eye, the Yin Corpse let out a desperate roar. Its massive body dissolved into a pool of foul-smelling black water within three seconds, crashing to the ground with a splash.

Lu Yuan held the array plate stained with black blood.

The patterns on the surface of this thing perfectly match the two mysterious copper pieces he found among the car accident debris.

This is the second cross-border backup node that the Sirius star system has set up in China.

Once he finds all these fragments, he can trace back to all the Blood River Sect's hidden informants on Earth, and even pinpoint the exact coordinates of the Sirius star system.

Lu Yuan shook off the black blood from the fragments of the array plate and prepared to throw them into his Nine Heavens Storage Ring.

Just at this time.

The red warning lights throughout the underground cavern suddenly stopped flashing, turning into a chilling, deathly still glow.

Above the rock walls surrounding the cave.

Dozens of lead-zinc explosion-proof gates, each a meter thick, slammed down with a deafening roar, completely sealing off the space and turning it into an airtight metal can.

From the loudspeaker installed in the corner of the wall, came a rapid breathing sound mixed with the static of a microphone.

That was the voice of Wang Zhentian, the current head of the Wang family in the capital.

"Lu Yuan...you really are a monster."

Wang Zhentian's voice carried a sense of madness born from being trapped in a desperate situation.

Inside the underground nuclear bunker at the Wang Family Manor, Wang Zhentian stared intently at the black screen in front of him, its signal cut off. He slammed his hand heavily on the red control panel, ignoring the cracked and bleeding fingernails.

When the news of the five reclusive elders being instantly killed reached him, he knew the Wang family was finished.

The Ancient Martial Arts Alliance can't protect them. The Heavenly Surveillance Bureau is turning a blind eye now.

When he saw Lu Yuan tear apart the Yin Corpse, which the Wang family had nurtured for twenty years, with his bare hands in the prison's internal surveillance footage, Wang Zhentian made his final decision.

"You have destroyed the foundation of my Wang family. I don't care what level you are at. Grandmaster or immortal, it doesn't matter."

The sound from the radio grew louder and louder.

"Faced with the ultimate power of modern technology, all beings are equal."

"Feeding extraterrestrial dogs with the flesh and blood of Earthlings. Wang Zhentian, you've overturned the table too late."

Lu Yuan looked up at the top of the cave, which was now completely sealed off.

He knew what was going to happen next. His Mahayana-stage divine sense had already detected the sophisticated mechanical device that was spinning wildly a thousand meters underground.

A miniature tactical nuclear bomb with a yield of 5,000 tons.

"Let's go to hell together, you little beast!"

Wang Zhentian hysterically roared his last words and then cut off the communication.

A cold, mechanical, synthesized female voice echoed through the cave.

"Tactical nuclear weapon self-destruct sequence initiated. Countdown: 10 seconds."

"Nine."

Lu Yuan did not smash those blast-proof gates.

He could easily tear the mountain apart in ten seconds with his physical strength at the Mahayana stage and forcibly cross the void to return to Panlong Mountain.

But he didn't leave.

The fragment of the array plate in his hand was too fragile. If he forcibly broke through space, the void turbulence generated by the nuclear explosion would most likely crush this only clue into dust.

Moreover, since his return from ascension, although the Chinese government and these secular dignitaries are terrified of him, they still have a superstitious reliance on modern firepower deep down.

If we don't crush their biggest trump card.

After Panlong Mountain, I won't even be able to sleep peacefully.

"eight."

"seven."

Lu Yuan stuffed the fragments of the array plate into the inner pocket of his down jacket.

His hands hung naturally at his sides. He closed his eyes.

Deep within his dantian, the azure true essence sea that he had suppressed for so long began to churn violently.

A palm-sized, three-legged, round cauldron covered in ancient bronze rust slowly appeared on his body.

The Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron.

This is a peerless immortal artifact that Lu Yuan managed to obtain after countless near-death experiences in the cultivation world. Although it was severely damaged while traversing the void, with one of its legs even breaking off.

But it's used to carry a miniature firecracker from the secular world.

enough.

"three."

"two."

The illusory image of the bronze cauldron rapidly enlarged, completely enveloping Lu Yuan. A layer of extremely thick, earth-yellow Xuanhuang primordial energy flowed down the cauldron's body, forming an absolute vacuum defensive domain around it.

"one."

"Detonate."

Thousands of meters underground.

A temperature of tens of millions of degrees Celsius erupted in 0.01 seconds.

There was no sound. Because at that instant, the medium through which sound travels through the air had been completely vaporized.

The blinding white light directly engulfed the stagnant, icy pool. It devoured the blast gates. It swallowed the foundation of the entire rear mountain of the defense zone.

Above the earth's surface.

Everyone in the capital felt the ground beneath their feet suddenly sink.

Immediately afterwards, from the direction of the back mountain of the defense zone, a small, orange-red mushroom cloud, accompanied by a devastating shockwave, slowly rose into the night sky.

The torrential rain was instantly evaporated.

All the glass within a five-kilometer radius was shattered.

Wang Zhentian stared intently at the mushroom cloud on the monitor screen. His bloodshot eyes reflected the flames. He knew that in an explosion with a core temperature comparable to the surface of the sun...

Even ashes cannot be preserved.

But what he didn't know was...

At the bottom of that giant vitrified pit, hundreds of meters deep.

The phantom of an ancient bronze cauldron, under the scorching heat, emitted a deep and long hum.