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

In the northern suburbs of Beijing, there is an open-air martial arts arena covering an area of ​​30,000 square meters.

Thick, leaden-gray thunderclouds pressed down in the sky. Dense purple haze churned within the gaps in the clouds, accompanied by occasional muffled claps of thunder. The humidity in the air was so high that water droplets condensed on the skin.

Eight steel chains, each as thick as an adult's arm, pierced through Ye Qingcheng's collarbone, wrist, and ankle. She was suspended in mid-air from the dragon-carved stone pillar in the center of the martial arts stage.

The pure white training clothes had long been smeared with blood, turning into stiff, dark red rags. Blood dripped down from his toes, splashing into glaring red puddles on the bluestone slabs.

Elder Lei sat on the main viewing platform facing due north. He was dressed in a dark blue Tang suit and held two meteorite galls that gleamed with an eerie light in his hands.

"Ye girl, you've got some backbone."

Elder Lei stopped what he was doing, and the meteorite gall bladder struck the metal with a crisp sound.

"The youngest Grandmaster of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance has gone to be a sword attendant for a mere brat. You've completely disgraced the martial arts world. Now that kid's holed up in Jiangnan, not daring to utter a sound, and you're taking the fall for him—what's the point?"

Ye Qingcheng lowered her head, her messy long hair covering most of her face.

She suddenly raised her head, her chapped lips curving upwards.

"Pooh."

He spat a mouthful of bloody foam mixed with fragments of internal organs precisely onto the steps beneath Elder Lei's feet.

"You bunch of frogs in a well. You have no idea what you're messing with."

Ye Qingcheng's voice was hoarse, each word uttered with a gasp for breath.

"When the master arrives, you won't even have a chance to kneel."

Elder Lei's face twitched twice. He picked up a bronze array plate from the table beside him. The surface of the array plate was engraved with complex lightning runes and was absorbing the purple energy floating in mid-air.

The Heavenly Thunder Array. The Ancient Martial Arts Alliance's trump card, capable of summoning thunder and lightning from heaven and earth; anyone below the Divine Realm who touches it will surely die.

"That little beast Lu Yuan withstood the nuclear explosion in the capital's prison; his true essence was already ruined."

Elder Lei snorted coldly, pressing his thumb on the edge of the array plate.

"If he dares to step even half a step onto the martial arts stage, I'll show him today that a mortal body is nothing but a joke in the face of heavenly lightning."

West side stands.

The original VIP seating area was transformed into a fully enclosed bulletproof glass box.

Steven, the Asia CEO of the S.H.I.E.L.D., sat on a leather sofa, holding a glass of semi-transparent whiskey.

Behind him stood twelve burly men, each over two and a half meters tall. These men were completely encased in dark silver heavy armor, with only a pair of mechanical prosthetic eyes flashing red.

A Class S genetically modified human costing one billion US dollars. Its muscle fibers are infused with genes from ancient reptiles, and its skeleton has been completely replaced with titanium alloy.

"Sir, those old guys from the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance seem quite confident."

The adjutant leaned close to Steven's ear and whispered.

"The tricks of the Chinese are always to pin their hopes on a few pieces of scrap metal."

Steven took a sip of whiskey and placed the glass on the coffee table.

"The conglomerate is determined to obtain Lu Yuan's living sample. Once the Heavenly Thunder Formation is activated, regardless of whether Lu Yuan is dead or not, immediately send twelve S-rank soldiers to finish him off."

Steven took out a black remote control and pushed it to the center of the table.

"If that monster can still fight back, activate the antimatter annihilation bomb in the individual combat armor. Blow Elder Lei and this broken platform to ashes. The conglomerate only needs the gene fragments."

The adjutant swallowed hard and nodded emphatically.

The underground passage directly below the martial arts stage.

A strong, fishy stench filled the air.

Ye Qingcang, the head of the Ye family, held a palm-sized black array plate in his hand, while the cement ground beneath his feet had been dug out with crisscrossing blood grooves.

The health bar extends all the way to the bottom of the martial arts platform above his head.

"Are you ready?"

Deep inside the air-raid shelter, the Yin Ghost Sect demonic cultivator's divided soul twisted violently in mid-air, the sound like fingernails scraping a blackboard.

"The blood sacrifice array patterns have all been inscribed. My lord."

Ye Qingcang stared at the array plate in his hand, his eyes filled with a frenzied bloodshot.

"Those five reclusive elders up there, plus those twelve mutated blood packs from the Shield Consortium. As soon as the Heavenly Thunder Array sounds, luring Lu Yuan in, I'll immediately activate the Blood Sacrifice and drain these idiots dry!"

The demonic cultivator's divided soul emitted a piercing, eerie laugh.

"Well done. Although the passage to the Eastern Sea Ruins is severed, the life force of these tens of thousands of people, combined with Lu Yuan's Mahayana stage body devoid of true essence, is enough to tear open a new rift and welcome the sect leader's arrival!"

Above the martial arts stage.

The digital clock on the wall jumped to noon.

The thunderclouds pressed even lower. A fierce wind whipped up dust from the ground, slapping it against the seats in the stands.

Lu Yuan didn't come.

Elder Lei completely lost his patience. He stood up from his armchair and strode to the edge of the stands.

"Since that coward doesn't dare to come, I'll send you on your way first!"

Elder Lei exhaled a breath of true energy onto the bronze array plate.

hum!

The array plate burst forth with a blinding blue light. The leaden-gray clouds in mid-air began to spin wildly, forming a massive thunderstorm vortex.

Thick purple lightning bolts, as thick as buckets, streaked back and forth through the clouds, emitting a deafening roar.

Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes. Her movements were restricted by the steel chains on her collarbone, and the pure yang energy in her body, which had been refined by Lu Yuan, was suppressed and could not be mobilized at all.

It's better to die under the lightning than to betray one's master.

"fall!"

Elder Lei shouted.

At the center of the vortex, a violent lightning pillar with a diameter of over two meters, carrying a world-destroying pressure, crashed straight down on Ye Qingcheng on the coiled dragon stone pillar.

The air was instantly ionized, emitting a strong burnt smell.

Just 0.1 seconds before the lightning bolt was about to touch Ye Qingcheng's head.

The lead-gray thunderclouds high in the sky were suddenly struck by a pure physical force, creating a vacuum hole a hundred meters in diameter.

Boom!

This is not thunder. This is a terrifying sonic boom produced by the body tearing through the Mach 10 sound barrier.

A visible white shockwave exploded in mid-air. Thousands of bulletproof glass panels surrounding the stands, including the special glass panel in the S.H.I.E.L.D. box, were all shattered into dust at the same time.

A dark shadow plummeted vertically from a height of ten thousand meters.

The landing point was exactly ten meters above Ye Qingcheng's head.

There was no protective shield of true essence, no magical light. Only the purest, most primordial physical density of a Mahayana-stage cultivator.

Lu Yuan, wearing a black windbreaker still dripping with seawater, raised one hand with his fingers spread.

The raging purple lightning struck his palm directly.

The blinding white light illuminated the entire 30,000-square-meter stadium, turning it a ghastly white, and everyone was momentarily blinded for a moment.

Time stood still for a second.

There was no explosion. There was no bloodshed.

The heavenly lightning, said to be able to turn a Divine Realm martial artist into charred remains, struck the palm of a Mahayana cultivator and was immediately locked within a half-meter radius by the terrifying bone density and muscle fibers.

Lu Yuan's arm didn't even flinch.

He stared at the wildly struggling ball of high-voltage electricity in his hand, then abruptly clenched his fingers.

boom.

The thunderbolt, as thick as a bucket, was crushed by him like a cheap glow stick, and scattered into countless static sparks flying everywhere.

The sparks landed on his jacket, but didn't leave even a charred spot.

The entire place was deathly silent. Even the wind seemed to have stopped.

Elder Lei dropped the bronze array plate from his hand with a thud. His jaw dropped so wide it almost dislocated, and his eyes bulged out of their sockets.

He crushed the heavenly lightning with his bare hands.

This is completely outside the comprehension of Earth's carbon-based life forms.

Lu Yuan landed on both feet.

The bluestone pavement could not withstand the kinetic energy of his fall and collapsed, creating a huge pit three meters deep.

He walked up to the stone pillar, completely ignoring the restrictive runes on the chains.

He grabbed the steel chain that pierced Ye Qingcheng's collarbone with both hands and flipped his wrists outward.

Click! Click!

Special steel as thick as an adult's arm, when gripped with the strength of a Mahayana practitioner, breaks in two like a brittle twisted rope.

Lu Yuan caught Ye Qingcheng as she fell. He formed a knife shape with his right fingers and tapped around her wound several times. His domineering pure yang energy directly sealed the ruptured blood vessels, forcibly forcing out the remaining iron filings from the chains.

"Owner......"

Ye Qingcheng knelt down at Lu Yuan's feet, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Going out without an umbrella. Serves you right for getting struck by lightning."

Lu Yuan pulled his left hand out of his pocket and shook the water droplets off the back of his hand.

"I'm in a hurry. Don't say anything now."

Lu Yuan turned his head, his gaze sweeping over Elder Lei on the north side of the stands, and finally settling on Steven in the west side box.

Inside the private room, Steven's wine glass was smashed on the floor.

"Fire! All twelve S-rank warriors, charge! Tear him apart!"

Steven roared into the walkie-talkie, spitting all over the screen.

Twelve mutated monsters clad in dark silver heavy armor leaped down from the stands.

The weight of several thousand kilograms slammed onto the ground, causing the martial arts platform to shake violently.

They didn't use firearms. Driven by their genetically modified instincts, tearing their prey apart with their bare hands was the most efficient way to kill.

Twelve high-frequency vibrating blades popped out from the wrists of the armor, accompanied by a shrill sound of cutting through steel, surrounding Lu Yuan from all sides.

The foremost mutant's enormous metal fist hurtled straight at Lu Yuan's face.

Lu Yuan stood still, not moving an inch.

He met the metal fist, which was the size of a sandbag, with a casual straight punch.

boom!

The two fists collided.

The moment the high-frequency vibrating knife touched Lu Yuan's skin, the blade shattered into dozens of pieces of scrap metal.

The dark silver armor on the mutant's arm shattered inch by inch, starting from the fist, like a soda can being crushed by a hydraulic press.

The power of the Mahayana stage flowed through the metal and directly into the mutant's body.

That powerful body, infused with the genes of ancient reptiles, had its bones completely shattered under pure physical pressure. The person was sent flying backward, exploding in mid-air into a cloud of blood mist mixed with metal fragments.

One punch instantly kills an S-class monster costing a billion dollars.

The remaining eleven mutants had no sense of fear and continued to charge forward.

Lu Yuan sneered.

He sidestepped two vibrating blades aimed at his neck, then reached out with both hands and precisely grabbed the metal helmets of the two mutants.

Bring them together forcefully.

when!

Two metal heads, each packed with sophisticated instruments, collided and instantly turned into two flattened discs. Brain matter spurted out through the gaps in the helmets.

Lu Yuan released his grip, letting the corpse fall to the ground.

He swept his right leg across, kicking the fourth mutant in the chest.

The armor's breastplate caved inward, creating a terrifying crater, and a broken rib pierced directly through the heart. The 200-pound mutant crashed into the load-bearing wall of the stands like a cannonball, impossible to pry off.

Less than ten seconds.

The twelve S-class mutants were smashed into a pile of scrap metal and minced flesh by Lu Yuan using the most primitive street brawl methods.

Steven slumped onto the sofa, his fingers frantically pressing the black remote control on the table.

"Activate the antimatter annihilation bomb! Blow him up! Blow them all up!"

Drop drop drop.

Suddenly, several blinding red lights shone from the pile of mutated remains on the ground. The countdown to the antimatter weapon had begun.

Lu Yuan didn't even glance at the red lights.

He stomped his right foot hard on the ground.

The power of the Mahayana stage caused a violent tremor along the earth's crust.

The nine mutant remains on the ground, along with the antimatter bomb inside which was counting down, were thrown into the air by the shockwave and then crashed straight towards the west VIP box.

"No!"

Steven let out a desperate scream.

Boom!

Nine individual antimatter annihilation bombs were detonated simultaneously inside the compartment.

There was no light. Only absolute darkness instantly engulfed the entire west stand.

Along with Steven, the entire building materials, seats, and even the air of the stands were completely annihilated by antimatter, leaving only a smooth, mirror-like semi-circular crater.

Lu Yuan clapped his hands and turned to look at the north stands.

Elder Lei has completely gone mad.

He scrambled toward the bronze array plate that had fallen to the ground, bit his tongue, and spat a mouthful of blood onto it.

"Heavenly Thunder Formation! Strike him to death! Strike him to death!"

Elder Lei poured all his Transcendent Qi into the array plate without reservation.

The thunderclouds in the sky raged once more. This time, the entire purple cloud layer collapsed downwards.

Lu Yuan strode slowly toward the north stands.

"Old man."

Lu Yuan's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out the thunder that filled the sky.

"I know more about thunder than you do."

He walked down to the stands and suddenly pushed off with his right foot.

He leaped into the air and landed directly in front of Elder Lei.

Elder Lei was terrified and was about to smash the array plate in his hand.

Lu Yuan grabbed his wrist.

Crack. The sound of bone breaking was crisp and pleasant.

Lu Yuan snatched the bronze array plate.

He indeed lacked true essence. However, the core of this array was to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to attract lightning.

Lu Yuan directly treated the pure Yang Qi and blood of the Mahayana stage as a high-voltage current, and roughly poured it into the array plate along the runes.

hum!

The bronze array plate emitted a mournful cry of unbearable strain, and the runes on its surface instantly turned bright red.

"What...what are you doing!"

Elder Lei screamed in terror.

"I'll increase the voltage for you."

Lu Yuan casually stuffed the red-hot array plate into Elder Lei's arms, then kicked him off the platform.

boom!

The thunderclouds in the sky were completely out of control.

A bolt of dark purple lightning, ten times thicker than before, tore through the clouds and struck Elder Lei precisely.

He didn't even have time to scream.

Elder Lei, who was at the peak of the Transcendent Realm, was turned into a piece of charcoal emitting a burnt smell under the overload of heavenly lightning. With a gust of wind, he turned into black ash all over the ground.

The hundreds of Ancient Martial Arts Alliance disciples around the martial arts stage all knelt on the ground, banging their heads hard on the bluestone slabs, not daring to even breathe.

In the underground passage.

Ye Qingcang stared at the monitor screen, his eyes so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

He saw Lu Yuan withstand the heavenly lightning, and he saw Lu Yuan tear his armor apart with his bare hands.

But he saw an even more fatal detail.

Lu Yuan did not use any magic or mobilize any true energy from beginning to end!

It all comes down to physical strength!

"The intelligence is true... he really did destroy his true energy!"

Ye Qingcang roared with joy and grabbed the blood sacrifice array plate from the ground.

"Without true essence protecting the body, no matter how strong the physical body is, it cannot withstand the Yin Ghost Sect's Blood Transformation Array!"

Without hesitation, he pressed the red button in the center of the array.

"The physical body of the Mahayana stage... has returned to the sect master!"

Suddenly, a blinding flash of blood-red light erupted from the bluestone pavement of the martial arts arena.

The haphazardly laid blood grooves hidden beneath the concrete were instantly activated. An extremely strong stench of blood erupted from the ground, engulfing the entire 30,000-square-meter stadium.

The ancient martial arts alliance disciples kneeling on the ground began to convulse violently, and blood seeped uncontrollably from under their skin.

"Master! There's a formation underground!"

Ye Qingcheng struggled to her feet, her face deathly pale.

Lu Yuan looked down at the crimson array patterns spreading beneath his feet.

His lips twitched upwards slightly.

"I've been looking for these sewer rats all along."

Lu Yuan raised his right foot, aiming it at the core of the blood sacrifice formation.

"He opened the drain cover himself."