Chapter 243: Chapter 222: Wonderful, It’s the Supreme Elder! We’re Saved!

As Lu Xuan’s spiritual sense expanded outward, the elderly man seated in front of him finally reacted.

The elder suddenly widened his eyes, and his withered body inexplicably tensed.

It was as if he felt an aura that made his hair stand on end, tingling all over his body.

This indescribable pressure felt just like that of the few Supreme Elders in the Holy Sect, as vast as the boundless sky.

This is impossible!

One must understand, those Supreme Elders of the Holy Sect exist in that terrifying realm.

The Divine Mansion Realm.

Could this man before him be, just like the Supreme Elders of the Holy Sect, an existence in the Divine Mansion Realm?

After seeing Lu Xuan pause without taking any action, a fierce glint flashed in the elder’s eyes.

His withered palms slowly gathered the force of his internal Gang Yuan in his sleeves.

"Die!"

No matter what, he refused to believe this young brat could be an existence in the Divine Mansion Realm.

Fake!

All of it is fake.

A white Gang Yuan bolt shot through the sky, aiming straight for Lu Xuan’s face.

Yet Lu Xuan seemed unaware, his eyes not blinking, standing firmly in place.

Until that fierce Gang wind was almost at his face, blowing his hair wild.

At this critical moment, he suddenly lifted his eyes, staring straight ahead, his pupils condensing as a mysterious purple light flickered from his eyes.

Though it seemed casual, it was as if an invisible immense force erupted.

The white Gang Yuan bolt slammed into this force, instantly spreading out like a stream hitting a wall of copper, collapsing rapidly.

It dissolved into a cascade of sparkling spirit light, vanishing in midair, only leaving traces of Yuan power ripples, still resonating and lamenting in the air.

What!

Seeing this, the elder’s mind went blank, completely at a loss for how to react.

The full-force strike of a Martial Artist with Great Success in External Gang Grandmaster was destroyed by the young man before him.

And just with a glance.

While the elder was deeply shocked, Lu Xuan’s face turned cold, his gaze towards him filled with endless killing intent.

All these monsters from the Pure World White Lotus Sect truly deserve to die!

Lu Xuan no longer gave the elder a chance to strike, and his spiritual will surged in his mind.

In an instant, the space around Lu Xuan began to distort gradually, the air reversed upwards.

The ground of the white Lotus Platform quickly cracked, the fissures sprawling rapidly like a spider web, covering the entire platform in a blink.

Meanwhile, the elder felt the terrifying force from between heaven and earth.

Encased within this distorted space and violent air flow, his figure seemed to be on the verge of collapse, his face showing even greater fear.

Unable to move?

As the elder desperately operated the Gang Yuan in his body to escape Lu Xuan, he realized he was inexplicably restrained.

Within his withered body, the Gang Yuan surged and roared, emitting a dull howl, yet the invisible restraining force around him remained unmoved.

The elder’s feet seemed rooted to the ground, every bit of struggle proving futile.

Above the elder’s head, a massive purple stream hand swooped down.

The purple stream hand carried a mountain-crushing momentum, mercilessly pressing the air, creating crackling explosive sounds.

The elder looked up at the gigantic hand obscuring the sky, his fear reaching its peak, his pupils contracting sharply, mouth agape trying to scream.

Yet his throat was stifled by an invisible force, only a few dry "gulp" sounds escaping.

Divine Mansion Realms!

Damn it!

Why would such an existence appear in Ming State?

This realm’s existence should only be those hidden elders, shouldn’t it?

Of course, the elder’s question had no one to answer.

Boom!

The purple giant hand in the sky smashed everything with unstoppable force.

The entire white Lotus Platform collapsed violently, stones and dust rose sky-high, overshadowing the sky.

The powerful impact spread like raging waves, explosively scattering the reckless monsters of the Pure World White Lotus Sect into dust.

In midair, Lu Xuan stood indifferently, stepping on nothing, his eyes like cold abyss, gazing calmly below.

Clearly, that strike just now did not affect Lu Xuan in the slightest.

Suddenly!

Within the dense smoke below, a blurry white figure erupted from the rolling dust, as if traversing time and space, carrying a sinister chill as it shot towards Lu Xuan’s chest.

The speed was so fast that even Lu Xuan, a Divine Mansion Realms, could not react in time.

Bang!

A hole ripped open Lu Xuan’s chest, about the size of an arm, blood gushing out, instantly staining his clothes red.

That dreamlike white shadow, after piercing through Lu Xuan’s chest, did not dissipate.

Instead, it gradually formed a giant white stream phantom over ten feet high midair.

The white stream phantom was an utterly aged face of an old woman, her eyes flickering white light.

The light was like ghost fire in a cold night, eerie and terrifying, radiating a chilling aura that struck dread.

The wrinkles on the old woman’s face seemed carved by knives, every furrow appeared to store the decay and darkness of years. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

At this moment, the colossal face of the old woman looked down at Lu Xuan, her enormous eyes seemingly harboring extreme fury.

"Damn blood sacrifice, you dare destroy the White Lotus Nightmare Flower."

"Go and die for me!"

This roar was like a bell exploding, causing the surrounding air to buzz, layers of sound waves rippling outwards.