Heaven Slaying Blade

Everyone had a feeling of disbelief, unable to comprehend this phenomenon.

Clearly, a group of ancestral realm titans were fiercely battling, almost shattering the sky. If it weren't for the massive protective array over the imperial city, it might have been completely destroyed. This was because these ancestral realm titans were intentionally fighting high above in the sky. Neither side wanted to ruin this world. Otherwise, the entire Luotian Immortal Domain would suffer great damage!

In this situation, all of them appeared like statues, maintaining their original actions, completely motionless!

What kind of person... could have such an ability?

Could it be... the Supreme has appeared?

According to legend, the Supreme has been missing for endless ages. There are also legends that the Supreme transformed into the supreme Heavenly Dao... Could it be that the Supreme, who turned into the supreme Heavenly Dao, couldn't bear to see this? Didn't want these ancestral realm titans to ruin this world?

At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from the endless peak of the sky.

As soon as they saw this figure, countless people... were instantly stunned!

They widened their eyes, filled with disbelief.

This figure... why does it look so familiar? Why does it... look so much like... a certain person?

Especially Ji Qingyu and Chu Tianji, the couple were so shocked they were almost speechless, tears of excitement brimming in their eyes. They couldn't believe it was real, even wondering if they were seeing things.

How could he possibly come back? How could he possibly have such a realm?

To have the power to suppress all the ancestral realm titans in an instant, such power belongs only to the Supreme!

Jiang Caiyue murmured, "I never thought I could see him in this life? Am I seeing things?"

Zi Dao and Liu Yunfeng both had expressions of shock and awe. They knew Chu Mo almost as well as Chu Tianji and Ji Qingyu, the parents.

But at this moment, they were as excited, shocked, and filled with disbelief. Could that person really be Chu Mo? Could he really be their brother? Is... is this real? Isn't this an illusion?

In the imperial city, the current emperor Ji Qi, Prince Ji, and Chu Mo's uncle who had abdicated from the throne, along with many others, all stared at the figure in the sky with shock. Their eyes were filled with the same incredulity.

The person they thought they would never see again in this life actually came back? And... in such a manner!

Chu Mo's portrait had long been hung in the hall of achievements of the Luotian Imperial Clan. So, even those who didn't know him back then, upon seeing his iconic white hair and handsome face, recognized him in an instant.

Chu Mo had really returned!

He really came back!

"This is real... not an illusion," Ji Qingyu said softly, tears streaming down her face.

Chu Tianji nodded vigorously, his eyes also slightly red, clenching his fists tightly, murmuring, "Good boy, this brat... well done, really well done!"

Chu Mo walked casually from the heights of the sky. Then he arrived beside the Demon Lord.

The ancestral realm titans were feeling completely opposite emotions at this moment!

The titans on Han Xiao's side felt as if ten thousand roosters were thundering past the heart, those great claws stomping on their chest, relentlessly...

They never dreamed that at such a critical moment, such a being would appear!

Who is this white-haired youth? How can he be so powerful?

The Luotian Immortal Domain once had a being of supreme status, but didn't that being leave long ago? And according to some tales, even that supreme being was just an avatar!

Who on earth is this white-haired youth? What does he want? Which side is he on?

These thoughts arose in the hearts of those on Han Xiao's side.

Making them feel on the verge of madness.

The Demon Lord, however, showed a joyful smile. That smile was full of satisfaction.

Although unable to speak or move, the Demon Lord conveyed his joy through his gaze, as if to say: Good boy!

Chu Mo lightly waved his hand at the Demon Lord.

In an instant, the Demon Lord could move!

In this space where time was suspended, he immediately regained his freedom!

"Hahahaha!"

The Demon Lord laughed heartily and walked over, for the first time... giving Chu Mo a fierce hug.

"Brat, I thought I'd never see you again!"

"Master, no matter when, I will always come back," Chu Mo said, then waved his hand towards his grandfather Chu Lao and the Drifting Empress.

They also regained their freedom in an instant.

Chu Lao looked at Chu Mo with satisfaction, "Well done!"

The Drifting Empress looked at Chu Mo with interest, "Oh my, is this the Supreme? Seeing a living one, don't you dare run away later."

Chu Mo: "..."

Then, the Patriarch of Jiang Family, the old emperor, Chu Chu, the old vine... these people were all unsealed one by one by Chu Mo.

All of them were so excited that they could hardly speak.

Especially Chu Chu, who stared blankly at the white-haired youth. That genuine tremor from bloodline to soul made her eyes instantly fill with tears. No need to ask, she already knew that the white-haired youth in front of her was the brother whom she had talked about endlessly for countless years!

Her own brother!

"Brother!" Chu Chu called out, directly throwing herself into Chu Mo's arms.

The bond of blood and soul connection. Such kinship... does not require deep familiarity.

Chu Mo looked at Chu Chu's face, a joyful smile appearing on his face.

"Little sister, hello!"

The group of ancestral realm giants beside Han Xiao were all dumbfounded, completely stunned! That kind of chill ran from their soles up to the top of their heads. What does it mean to be terrified to the point of despair? This was it.

They already knew who this white-haired youth was.

Chu Mo!

Over three thousand years ago, he was a famed cultivator of the Luotian Immortal Domain. With an unbelievably young age, he cultivated all the way to an extremely profound realm, with astonishing achievements time and again, and crossing realms to challenge was commonplace for him.

Honestly, such a genius has appeared, more or less, in any universe or plane. After all, everyone must admit that in this world, there exist truly top-tier geniuses. There will always be someone whose talent is slightly better.

But they didn't pay much attention to Chu Mo. He was just someone who entered the ancient battlefield and could never return. No matter how talented, no matter how powerful, what did it have to do with them? Besides, even if Chu Mo returned alive, so what?

On their side, there were a total of ten ancestral realm giants!

This was nearly half of the ancestral realm power from their plane's world!

Coming to the Luotian Immortal Domain, the purpose was certainly not simply to help Han Xiao snatch women. If their horizon were just that limited, this group of people wouldn't deserve to be called overlords. Their true intention was to conquer the entire Luotian Immortal Domain!

They wished to completely turn this domain's world into their territory!

Actually, they had already thoroughly investigated the overall strength of the Luotian Immortal Domain and believed that the combined effort of the ten of them would easily capture the Luotian Immortal Domain.

But Chu Mo actually returned!

He came back just like that, without a sound!

He appeared out of nowhere at such a critical time!

Could he be more excessive?

What made them feel despair was that these ancestral realm giants of Luotian Immortal Domain, after regaining their freedom, didn't make a move against them. What does this mean? Do they want to capture and interrogate us? Or... do they just look down on us?

What made them even more anxious and furious was that not a single one of these people even glanced at them!

Are we truly so unworthy of your attention? Just now, you people were almost... almost killed by us!

Han Xiao's face was extremely pale. If anyone among them was the most afraid and anxious in his heart, it would be him. The ultimate goal of the other ancestral realm cultivators was to occupy the entire Luotian Immortal Domain. But he... he wanted to dominate the most outstanding group of women in the Luotian Immortal Domain.

He was a lustful ghost!

This was his path!

Only in this way could his cultivation improve constantly!

He indulged in it as well, enjoying the feeling of dominating everything, and liked more the feeling of beautiful women surrounding him, all of whom had to please him.

So, at this moment, his heart was the most fearful one.

Whatever you fear will indeed come to pass, and after Chu Mo finished greeting this group of people, he actually walked straight towards him.

With Chu Mo's realm, comprehending everything that happened here before was just a matter of thought. So he directly approached today's main combatant.

Han Xiao was immobile and voiceless, watching wide-eyed as Chu Mo approached him. The fear in his heart was indeed overwhelming.

In the past, Han Xiao never believed in this so-called aura of a king, thinking it nonsense, a scam. How could there be an aura of a king? Someone with strength is naturally imposing!

If not, even in his royal clan, today from the Supreme Emperor to the king, down to the crown prince and dukes, those said to have the aura of a king, which one doesn't behave obediently in his presence? Would they dare to show off their so-called aura of a king in front of him?

Since they didn't dare to flaunt it, then why mention this aura? It would simply be a laughing stock.

But now, he finally understood that there truly is an aura of a king in this world. This white-haired young man in front of him, walking step by step, exuded no visible pressure, his handsome face full of calm and poise. Yet, he emanated an aura that inspired innate reverence!

This might be a higher level of Dao rhythm, but to Han Xiao, it really was the aura of a king as he had imagined it. For he had an urge to worship this white-haired youth.

With a wave of Chu Mo's hand, Han Xiao immediately regained his freedom. His eyes rolled around, then, his knees buckled, directly kneeling in front of Chu Mo.

"Spare me!"