Chapter 382: Chapter 240: One Against Two, Reinforcements from the Human Race, the Ziwei Immortal Sect and the Taiwei Daoist Sect

"ROAR."

Eighteen ferocious Exotic Beasts, like true living creatures, let out earth-shattering roars. A monstrous wave of Curse Power surged from their bodies, rushing to engulf Lu Mingyuan.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Li Exi, lying on the ground with a trail of blood at the corner of her mouth, shouted a warning.

Lu Mingyuan’s eyes were calm, completely undisturbed. He casually threw a punch.

Behind him, a Blazing Sun Phenomenon, formed from his Perfect Fist Dao, materialized, like a sun slowly rising above the horizon.

Great Wilderness Mountain-Shaking Fist.

Originally, Lu Mingyuan had only cultivated one basic Fist Technique, Mountain Shaking Fist, to Perfection. But the Yuqing Ancestor Master had taught him a profound technique: the Great Wilderness Fist. This Supreme Yang Fist Technique was comprehended a thousand years ago by the leader of a Taoist Sect, a master who had reached the pinnacle of the Martial Dao. He created it while wandering the Great Wilderness and witnessing the immense suffering of its people.

It contained Supreme Divine Techniques.

"RUMBLE."

Influenced by his Fist Intent, the Celestial Water began to churn violently, stirring up monstrous waves.

"BANG."

Both the eighteen ferocious Exotic Beasts and the Curse Power they had unleashed disintegrated in an instant.

A flicker of change crossed Young Master Xiao’s eyes. He had a premonition that Lu Mingyuan’s Cultivation was likely not low.

"SWISH."

Young Master Xiao’s figure blurred. He left the Celestial Water and landed atop a high mountain on the riverbank.

Lu Mingyuan’s first move was a dazzling display of power.

It drew repeated, astonished glances from the many Human Race Cultivators nearby.

They knew that as the Crown Prince of Great Yan, a nation’s heir apparent, his Cultivation could not be too low.

But they had never expected it to be so high.

Compared to passively counterattacking, Lu Mingyuan much preferred to take the offensive.

Against a peerless expert like Young Master Xiao, Lu Mingyuan naturally wouldn’t hold back. He immediately unleashed another one of his Divine Techniques—Carefree Travel.

He seemed to shatter space itself. The Spiritual Qi around him rippled faintly, and in an instant, he appeared right beside Young Master Xiao.

With a lift of his hand, dozens of massive streaks of Purple Thunder Saber Qi materialized, attacking Young Master Xiao from all directions.

As his mastery of Saber Techniques improved, the power he could unleash with any application of the Saber Dao rose accordingly.

"Devour!"

The Great Buddha of Heart Delusion manipulated the Gate of Hell, trying to swallow all of Lu Mingyuan’s Saber Qi.

But in the next second, Lu Mingyuan once again used Carefree Travel and appeared above the head of the Great Buddha of Heart Delusion.

He lightly stepped on his head.

Yet, it unleashed immense power. The Great Buddha of Heart Delusion’s bald head was driven deep into the earth, causing the ground to crack and splinter in every direction.

Without using any Divine Techniques, relying purely on the strength of his Flesh Body, Lu Mingyuan slapped the Gate of Hell downward with a single palm.

"Take this speck of dust from me."

Having taken a foot to the head, the Great Buddha of Heart Delusion on the ground wasn’t seriously injured. Instead, with a grim expression, he extended two fingers, plucked a stone from the air, and flicked it.

He tossed it into the Gate of Hell, and the gate seemed to chew on it for a moment.

A black shadow appeared in the sky.

Incredibly, under the influence of a bizarre, evil power, the stone transformed into a rocky sphere as massive as a mountain. Like a small star, it carried immeasurable force as it collided with the Saber Qi Lu Mingyuan had condensed.

"BOOM."

The rocky sphere and the Saber Qi exploded simultaneously, releasing a terrifyingly powerful shockwave.

Under the impact of the blast wave, the land for a thousand li around instantly shattered. Mountain after mountain was razed to the ground.

"Again!"

The Great Buddha of Heart Delusion’s body suddenly swelled in size. He grabbed a handful of stones and threw them into the Gate of Hell.

In an instant, they blotted out the sun and sky.

One after another, enormous meteors were summoned, their surfaces showering sparks.

Lu Mingyuan’s expression was fearless as he stood unsupported in the air, hovering in the void.

Riding the Wind, he stood apart from the world.

This scene left Yao Guang, Yu Linglong, and the others below staring in shock.

"The Martial Artist Eleventh Realm, the Feather Transformation Realm!"

Then, Lu Mingyuan shot through the air. A golden light shone from his chest where his extraordinary Venerable Bone resided, and he smashed a fist into one of the meteors.

Cracks spread rapidly across the meteor’s surface until the massive rock finally broke apart into thousands of smaller stones.

If one punch wasn’t enough, he used two.

Several mountain-sized boulders were dealt with by Lu Mingyuan in an instant.

Now, with the power of his Flesh Body alone, he could shatter a mountain with a single punch.

The Blood Burial Duke’s expression turned extremely grave. "The Crown Prince of Great Yan’s Cultivation is actually at the Eleven Realm! Our intelligence never indicated he was at such a high Realm. This is a massive oversight."

Without a doubt, the skill Lu Mingyuan had just displayed had sent a massive shock through the Blood Burial Duke.

"He’s no ordinary Eleven Realm master. He isn’t even using his full strength yet," Young Master Xiao murmured from his position on the high mountain.

Even someone as powerful as the Blood Burial Duke felt a sense of crisis at this moment.

But he was a Duke of the Twelfth Realm; he shouldn’t be feeling fear.

"Not even the Crown Princes of the Underworld Kings have reached such a high Realm. How did he do it?"

But the Blood Burial Duke had no time to ponder. Just then, a commotion arose near Celestial Water City, and numerous Cultivators flashed into view one after another.

They were local Cultivators from various Sects, scattered across the region to guard the cities. They had all been alarmed by the commotion from the battle between Lu Mingyuan and the two Holy Netherworld masters.

"That’s... the Crown Prince of Great Yan’s men. Who is he fighting?" a Cultivator asked curiously.

A Cultivator recognized Young Master Xiao and said with great apprehension, "It’s Young Master Xiao of the Ghost Race, the seventh son of the Ghost Race’s Great Emperor! He’s a famous expert on the Underworld’s Ten Races ranking list. To think he’s come to the Central Plains World."

In the next moment, his gaze fell upon the Great Buddha of Heart Delusion and the Blood Burial Duke standing on the Celestial Water. His pupils constricted. "The Great Buddha of Heart Delusion is here too, and the Blood Burial Duke! Didn’t they retreat? They must be here to assassinate the Crown Prince of Great Yan!"

Hearing this, every Cultivator present revealed a look of shock. Even if they weren’t familiar with the names Young Master Xiao and Great Buddha of Heart Delusion, the reputation of being the Great Emperor’s seventh son alone was enough to prove the formidable nature of their origins.

The Beidu Wraith Emperor was one of the five strongest Divine Venerables in the Great Netherworld and was not to be trifled with.

He had more than thirty sons, each one an expert in their own right. Those ranked in the top ten were peerless prodigies.

Immediately, everyone retreated at top speed, putting distance between themselves and the three antagonists to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

With their level of Cultivation, they naturally couldn’t afford to provoke such beings.

The Great Yan Army automatically parted. A slender, upright, and stunningly beautiful figure holding a sword walked out from their ranks. A stream of purple flame flowed beneath her feet, making her resemble a descending Purple Gold Celestial Mink. It was Luo Ying.

Having secured her position as the head of the Imperial Capital’s Endless Pavilion, Luo Ying’s aura of authority had grown even sharper.

Behind Luo Ying were two others: Luo Shengmiao, the Sect Leader of the Celestial Water Grotto Heaven, and Master Bai Yue of the Nether Moon Celestial Sect. Both could be considered people of the Eastern Palace Mansion.

"Lord Qingying, the Crown Prince seems to be in trouble!" Luo Shengmiao said, his thick brows furrowing slightly.

Master Bai Yue said with a grave expression, "Dealing with one of them might have been manageable, but with Young Master Xiao and the Great Buddha of Heart Delusion here together, plus the Blood Burial Duke... it seems they’re determined to eliminate His Highness. I don’t know if he can handle it."

"Should we intervene?"

Just as Luo Ying was pondering this, with the Celestial Water Lake as its epicenter, waves thousands of zhang high surged up and crashed out in all directions.

Two figures with powerful auras tore through space and appeared.

Amidst a hazy white mist, a tall and graceful figure stood upon the water’s surface. She wore the Star Sacred Robe, and her presence radiated an unparalleled noble aura.

The icy aura emanating from her body completely froze the massive body of a one-eyed giant.

"I am Saintess Ziwei, representing the Ziwei Immortal Sect, here to assist the Crown Prince."

The other was a middle-aged man in a long black gown, with a red jade mark on his brow. He was handsome and dashing, and a massive illusory Yin-Yang Tai Chi symbol appeared beneath his feet, suppressing the Gate of Hell.

"I am the Taiwei Taoist Lord, representing the Taiwei Daoist Sect, here to assist the Crown Prince."

The Cultivators below all showed expressions of pleasant surprise upon hearing these two names.

Saintess Ziwei and the Taiwei Taoist Lord were both top-tier masters of the Human Race.

They came from the Daoist Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

The Ziwei Grotto Heaven and the Taiwei Cave Heaven were both extremely famous within the Dao Continent.

Lu Mingyuan watched the Cultivators arrive one after another.

For the first time, he was tasting what it felt like to have powerful reinforcements.

’Could this be the backup plan my father-in-law mentioned?’

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