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

The courtyard was in complete chaos.

Blood-red tentacles, reeking of foul-smelling slime, sprouted wildly from the cracks in the bluestone pavement. The Ye family assassins, who had been so menacing just moments before, had their chests pierced by these arms-thick tentacles before they could even swing their blades.

Hundreds of strong men visibly withered and shriveled. The dried corpses fell to the ground like tattered sacks, scattering dust everywhere.

Ye Qingcang's ankle was entangled.

His prized divine aura hissed and leaked the moment it touched the tentacles. The invisible barrier of energy, strong enough to stop heavy machine gun bullets, was no match for these tentacles, corroding a large hole in it.

"My inner energy!"

Ye Qingcang looked down at his rapidly shrinking calves, his mind filled with a ringing in his ears. He desperately channeled his energy into his dantian and swung his sword to cut at the tentacle.

The long sword, forged from refined steel, slashed at the tentacle.

Sparks flew everywhere.

It didn't even break the skin; instead, the blade chipped and broke into several nicks.

A squeezing sound came from underground.

Boom!

The blue brick floor in the very center of the courtyard completely collapsed. A blood-red array plate with a diameter of over five meters rose from the ground. In the center of the array plate, the black-robed demonic cultivator wearing a bronze mask slowly floated into the air, stepping on the thick, sticky blood mist.

The demonic cultivator held a broken piece of ancient jade that emitted a red glow in his hand.

Spirit Gathering Jade.

Lu Yuan's gaze fell on the jade.

"Lu Yuan, I really should thank you."

The black-robed demonic cultivator looked down at the tragic scene in the courtyard, his hoarse voice echoing in the air.

"If you hadn't come knocking on our door beforehand, these pampered pigs would still be scattered throughout the capital. I would have had to wait another half a month before I could close the net. Because of your disturbance, the three hundred internal energy essence members of the Ye family gathered together on their own, saving me a lot of trouble."

The demonic cultivator waved his hand casually.

More than a dozen tentacles exerted their force simultaneously. The screams of the Ye family's retainers were cut off, their life force drained, and they died on the spot.

Ye Qingcang was suspended in mid-air by the thickest tentacle.

It was only now that he realized what Lu Yuan meant by those words.

"Immortal... what are you doing...? My Ye family has been searching for living flesh to feed you... to protect you... you promised to take me to ascension in broad daylight!"

Ye Qingcang howled hoarsely, like an old dog hanging on a meat hook.

"A native is a native. Their brains are full of filth."

The eyes behind the demonic cultivator's mask were full of mockery.

"This desolate star, cut off from all communication between heaven and earth, can't even distinguish between the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the deathly energy of the nine netherworlds. The breathing technique I taught you was merely to cleanse your blood vessels of impurities, making the blood you inhale taste better. Did you really think that was a cultivation technique?"

The demonic cultivator sneered.

"At your current level, you're not even as good as a janitor sweeping the floor in the outer sect of the Blood River Sect."

The demonic cultivator changed his hand seals.

The tentacles wrapped around Ye Qingcang tightened suddenly. The old man's traditional Chinese jacket exploded open, revealing bulging fleshy growths beneath his skin, with blood flowing continuously through the tentacles' channels towards the array plate in mid-air.

"Lu Yuan! Save me! If you save me, all the Ye family's wealth and resources will be yours!"

Ye Qingcang looked at Lu Yuan, who was standing still, and his will to survive completely overwhelmed his reason. Tears and snot streamed down his face.

Lu Yuan put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, not even glancing at Ye Qingcang in mid-air.

"I'm not usually a picky eater."

Lu Yuan's voice was very calm.

"But I find it disgusting to divide my inheritance with a pig."

He looked at the black-robed demonic cultivator in mid-air.

"This jade was left to me by my mother. Put it down, and I'll let you choose how you die."

Upon hearing this, the demonic cultivator's shoulders trembled violently.

"Let me choose how I die? Lu Yuan, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you're strong?"

The black robes on the demonic cultivator fluttered even without wind.

"You destroyed the interdimensional formation of the martial arts arena, and you did indeed ruin the sect leader's plan to descend. But so what? I have now absorbed the essence and blood of three hundred internal energy martial artists, and my cultivation level has stabilized at the early Foundation Establishment stage! What can a mere mortal like you, without any true essence fluctuations, possibly use to fight against a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

The demonic cultivator opened his arms.

The black blood within the array plate boiled to its limit. Three crimson tentacles, thicker than buckets, carrying a highly toxic mist capable of corroding steel bars, simultaneously lashed out at Lu Yuan from three directions.

"I'm going to drain your monstrous body dry and turn it into my perfect corpse puppet!"

The sonic boom echoed through the yard.

Three tentacles blocked all of Lu Yuan's escape routes. The surface of the tentacles was covered with barbs, each barb coated with green venom.

Lu Yuan stood still, without dodging.

The first tentacle slammed into his left shoulder.

boom!

The dull thud caused visible ripples in the surrounding air.

The corners of his mouth, hidden behind the demonic cultivator's mask, had just begun to curve into a smile when they froze completely the next second.

The tentacle, powerful enough to rip a main battle tank in two, slammed into Lu Yuan's thin, waterproof fabric without even making him budge. Instead, the tough keratin layer on the tentacle's surface cracked open with over a dozen fissures under the immense force, gushing out black blood.

Those potent poisons that Lu Yuan was so proud of couldn't even corrode his skin; they were directly evaporated into white smoke by his terrifying body temperature during the Mahayana stage.

"That's all the strength I have."

Lu Yuan raised his left hand and grabbed the tentacle that was resting on his shoulder.

"They don't even deserve to be called the Foundation Building stage."

His five fingers suddenly clenched together.

puff.

The gripping force of the Mahayana stage cultivator dug directly into the interior of the tentacle. The hard keratin layer became as brittle as a potato chip under the pure physical force.

"Get down here."

Lu Yuan exerted force with his wrist and stomped down heavily with his right foot.

boom!

Most of the paving stones in the yard were trampled into dust.

A terrifying physical force, capable of severing even the arresting cables of an aircraft carrier, was transmitted directly to the array plate in mid-air along the tentacle.

The demonic cultivators didn't have time to sever the connection.

He felt a sudden lightness in his body, as if he were a kite being pulled down from mid-air by a tractor string.

The wind whistled in my ears.

boom!

The demonic cultivator, along with the enormous blood-red array plate, crashed headfirst into the deep pit at Lu Yuan's feet.

The bronze mask shattered into more than a dozen pieces on the spot.

The demonic cultivator's withered face, as dry as tree bark, slammed heavily against the stone, the sound of his nasal bone shattering crisp and clear.

He lay in the pit, his mouth full of mud and blood, his mind blank.

This defies the norms of the cultivation world!

Without true essence or magical treasures, how could someone possibly tear down a Foundation Establishment stage magic array using only physical force! Just what level of monster is this physical body?!

The demonic cultivator struggled desperately to get up.

A black military boot had already stepped on his back.

click.

The demonic cultivator's spine was crushed by three inches.

The screams pierced through the walls of the courtyard house.

Lu Yuan bent down and picked up the Spirit Gathering Jade from the shattered array plate.

The bloodstains on the jade's surface evaporated the moment they touched Lu Yuan's fingers, instantly evaporated by an extremely pure surge of yang energy. The jade regained its original warm luster.

Lu Yuan stuffed the jade into his pocket.

Sirius region.

Lu Yuan crushed it with his feet.

"You sent someone like you, a lowly outer sect errand boy, to Earth to be a foreman. Does your Blood River Sect's human resources department have some problems?"

The excruciating pain in his back contorted the demonic cultivator's features.

He finally faced reality. This young man before him was not some martial artist who knew anything about external martial arts techniques. This unreasonable physical strength would have been enough to crush even a body-cultivating elder from the Blood River Sect into a pulp with a single slap.

"Who...who are you...?"

The demonic cultivator spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Who I am is not important. What's important is that you now have to answer a few questions for me."

Lu Yuan squatted down.

"The interdimensional array is destroyed. Does your so-called sect leader have any other landing coordinates?"

The demonic cultivator gritted his teeth and stared intently at Lu Yuan.

"Kill me! The sect leader has already locked onto this planet deep within the starry sky! There's more than one interdimensional teleportation array, and the crimson altar in the Ruins of Return secret realm is almost complete. Once the Blood River Sect's army is on its way, everyone on this wasteland will become livestock!"

"She's quite stubborn."

Lu Yuan stretched out his right hand and grabbed the demonic cultivator's head.

"Perfect. I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense."

Although the divine sense of a Mahayana stage cultivator cannot perform large-scale external scanning due to the loss of true essence, face-to-face soul searching against a Foundation Establishment stage trash who hasn't even formed a Golden Core is as easy as using a steamroller to crush an ant.

Lu Yuan's immense divine sense crashed into the demonic cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness without any attempt to conceal it.

The demonic cultivator's eyes bulged out of their sockets, and the whites of his eyes were covered with dense blood vessels.

He had spent over a hundred years in the cultivation world and had witnessed many powerful soul-searching techniques. But he had never seen such a violent and unreasonable soul search. This wasn't just going through his memories; it was like driving a dump truck recklessly through his brainstem.

Countless images flooded in through Lu Yuan's fingers.

Sirius Star Region. Blood River Sect.

The hidden realm of Guixu in the high seas of the East China Sea. The skeleton of a dragon in the Integration Stage.

Then, the scene changes.

Headquarters of the Beijing Astronomical Bureau. A confidential room on the third basement level.

The red physical gate alarm light flashed on the wall.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses sat behind the desk of the director of the Third Division, holding a steaming cup of goji berry tea in his hand.

He typed a password with the highest level of access onto the keyboard.

On the map of Jiangzhou on the screen, the signal network within a ten-mile radius of Panlong Mountain instantly turned into a black blind spot.

The man picked up his teacup, blew on it, and spoke to one of the Ye family's retainers standing beside him.

"Go back and tell Elder Ye that the signal has been cut off. Even if a nuclear explosion occurs at Panlong Mountain within the next seven days, the radar of the Astronomical Bureau will show nothing but peace and quiet. You can go ahead and capture that girl named Lu Qingxue without any worries."

Lu Yuan got a clear look at that face.

Zhou Ming. Director of the Third Division of the Astronomical Observatory. Gao Tiancheng's maternal uncle.

It turns out that these treacherous officials, in order to cooperate with the Ye family's Heavenly Thunder Array and cross-border anchor points, directly used the highest official authority to render the early warning system blind.

No wonder he caused such a commotion at Panlong Mountain, and the Bureau of Extraordinary Immortals didn't even utter a sound. Their internet cable was cut off; what's the point of issuing a warning then?

The memory has been reviewed.

Lu Yuan withdrew his hand.

The demonic cultivator's brains had been churned into a gruel during the violent reading. Black, foul-smelling liquid flowed from his seven orifices, his body twitched twice, and he was completely reduced to a corpse.

Lu Yuan stood up.

The crimson tentacles in the yard, having lost their master's control, had all turned into black pus.

In a pile of rubble not far away.

Ye Qingcang was still breathing.

His once-proud divine aura had long been drained. Now, he looked like a withered old man over a hundred years old. His skin clung to his bones, and even breathing was difficult.

Ye Qingcang watched Lu Yuan walk over, his cloudy eyes filled with despair.

He struggled and schemed his whole life, but in the end, he didn't even know how he ended up as someone else's dinner.

"Lu Yuan..."

Ye Qingcang's lips trembled.

"The Ye family is finished... I won't survive either... For the sake of us all having Chinese blood... please leave me a whole corpse..."

Lu Yuan stopped in front of Ye Qingcang.

He looked at the Ye family patriarch, who had just been boasting about being invincible in the Divine Realm.

"I'll only hold the perpetrator accountable for the car accident."

Lu Yuan's voice was completely flat.

"But your Ye family should never have done that, for that illusory dream of cultivating immortality, you risked the lives of tens of millions of people in the capital as a pledge of allegiance. And you even set your sights on my sister."

Lu Yuan raised his right foot.

"In your next life, don't do such a losing business."

Click.

My feet landed.

Ye Qingcang's head was stomped directly into the soil beneath the bluestone slab. His ridiculous divine dream, along with it, was physically exterminated.

The ancestral home of the Ye family is now completely silent.

The courtyard filled with severed limbs and pus bore witness to the downfall of the most powerful clan in the capital.

Lu Yuan took out the Spirit Gathering Jade from his pocket.

He ran his fingers over the surface of the jade. The familiar scent that belonged to his mother had been almost entirely tainted by the dense aura of death.

But inside the jade, the star coordinates engraved in blood-red light were dazzlingly bright.

Coordinates of the Sirius star system.

Lu Yuan carefully put away the Spirit Gathering Jade.

He turned around and walked out of the courtyard house that had been smashed into ruins.

Outside the gate, the SUV that had been smashed by a fire hydrant was still burning. Thick black smoke billowed into the sky.

Lu Yuan looked up at the gloomy sky over the capital.

The information extracted from the demonic cultivator's mind was clear: the Blood River Sect's altar in the Ruins of Return had less than half a month to go before completion. Once the altar was built, the last underwater dragon vein on Earth would be suppressed, allowing the Blood River Sect's army to descend directly along the coordinates.

These alien trash certainly know how to pick their spots.

But before that, we need to clean up all the rat poison in the house.

Lu Yuan took out his phone, but the screen still showed "No Service".

He knew Lin Zhen must be frantic, like a cat on a hot tin roof. The network cable being cut off at the Panlong Mountain villa meant a gap had been deliberately torn in the Immortal Bureau's defenses. Lu Qingxue was now a sitting duck, exposed and vulnerable.

"Zhou Ming, Third Division of the Observatory."

Lu Yuan read the name aloud.

He walked over the broken bricks and spent cartridges scattered on the ground, braving the cold evening wind of the capital, towards the headquarters of the Astronomical Bureau.

Since some people like to unplug the network cable in the background.

So he went to the server room and smashed the server.