Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch s Marriage

Chapter 438: Chapter 207: Punching the Ecstatic Arhat to Pieces, Slapping the Master of Emperor Wu’s City, the Female Bodhisattva is in Pursuit!_1

Atop Dangyang Mountain, several Divine Yuan Realm Martial Emperors couldn’t settle their differences with words, and began to fight on the spot.

Sacred Soldiers radiated holy light, releasing terrifying power in a sweeping assault, clashing with each other.

Boom~

The majestic sacred power illuminated the heavens, suppressing the universe, leaving the world engulfed in a white expanse.

Dangyang Mountain, one of the Five Great Divine Mountains of Xuan Domain, stood 180,000 zhang tall, but under this terrifying power, it was instantly sheared off by two-thirds, most of it disappearing into the void, reduced to nothingness.

The eight Divine Yuan Realm Martial Emperors each made their move to test the waters, then calmed down. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, threatening to erupt into a major battle at any moment.

At this moment, the eight Divine Yuan Realm Martial Emperors dominated their respective territories, towering like deep, immovable peaks.

Lu Zhen clasped his hands within his sleeves, a sword sheath without a sword strapped to his back. His ordinary appearance gave off a mundane, gentle vibe, yet no one in the realm of Divine Yuan powerhouses dared to underestimate him.

As the Third Patriarch of Baiyujing, Lu Zhen proclaimed himself as “undefeated for three thousand years.” His combat ability was astonishing, as were his military achievements.

Hovering above his head was a Jade Ruyi, exuding an aura of Dao, its divine light brilliant, seemingly purifying all malice in the world.

Although Ling Lingshuang detested Lu Zhen, who was like a clingy plaster, she tacitly sided with him at this moment. Penglai Immortal Sect and Baiyujing both came from the Dao Sect; despite their differences, she was clear about where to stand on such matters.

Fairy Lingshuang’s three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down, billowing with the wind. Among them, a Jade Hairpin shone, shielding her within its holy protection.

The Joyous Arhat from Xumi Mountain stood firm in the southeast sky, not adhering to any fixed form, his brow slightly furrowed, resonating with the Bodhi Buddha Beads above his head.

The Devil Emperor of Blood Sea from Heavenly Demon Hall stood on a blood-red lotus platform, surrounded by a string of blood-red rivers, exuding sheer ferocity, with a large cauldron above his head emitting demonic light that shone across the heavens.

The Barbarian Emperor from the Peak of Stars stood in the north; although it was daytime, he summoned down cascading moonlight, like a silver galaxy falling from the ninth heaven, revolving around a platinum hammer.

Jiang Taijing of the House of Divine Armies had a gentle expression, holding a spear in one hand, its tip slanting towards the earth, with a golden spear above his head gleaming, its spear light emerging and rending the void.

Atop the head of the Ancient Warrior Spirit from the Ancient Empire was a Sacred Soldier—a black crescent blade, exceedingly sharp, its blade qi overflowing, slicing through layers of the void.

The Heaven Lord from Emperor Mingtian also had a Sacred Soldier, which was a large banner, exuding a ferocious iron-blooded aura, with endless roars faintly emerging from it, intimidating the devine, subduing the Buddha, capturing the demons, defeating evil, cutting down the holy.

Lu Zhen and Ling Lingshuang were implicitly on one side, the Joyous Arhat, the Devil Emperor of Blood Sea, Jiang Taijing, and the Barbarian Emperor each stood alone, while the Ancient Warrior Spirit and the Lord of Emperor Mingtian seemed inclined to join forces.

The other six Divine Yuan Realm Martial Emperors all hailed from the Great Holy Land Schools of Qianyuan Divine Province. Having weaker backgrounds, they didn’t dare to be complacent, ready to join forces if the situation turned against them.

“Since everyone is vying for it, this humble Daoist will step back and not compete for the opportunity. I only need to take away Chen Xilai,” Lu Zhen said.

“So, who agrees, and who opposes?” Lu Zhen looked around, taking the lead to speak up, breaking the standoff.

Instantly, the murderous aura filled the heavens. Lu Zhen, who was previously a sheath with concealed sharpness, was now a Divine Sword with exposed edge.

Behind him, within the sheath, a Longsword silently appeared, unsheathing itself by a half inch.

“Hum~”

Sword light dazzling, sword qi filling the fields, chilling radiance for eight million miles, causing all the Divine Yuan Realm Martial Emperors present to frown involuntarily.

“Agreed.”

A flicker of a strange color passed through the depths of Ling Lingshuang’s eyes as she took the lead in responding.

She had two goals for coming here; the first was to take away her portion of the opportunity, and the second was to see if there was a chance to take away Chen Xilai’s physical body. If not, she would help Lu Zhen.

The Heaven Lord and the Ancient Ancestor from the Ancient Empire exchanged glances and spoke simultaneously, “We have no objections.”

Their purpose for being here was simple: to see if there was a chance to secure an opportunity. Knowing before they set out that the chance was slim, they came to show their faces.

After all, there were only seven opportunities, and the seven Great Holy Land Schools of Qianyuan Divine Province had sent Divine Yuan Realm Martial Emperors; it was not their turn.

Now, with the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing of Myriad Demon Mountain gone missing, an opportunity had opened up, leaving one less competitor. With Lu Zhen, the Third Patriarch of Baiyujing, voluntarily stepping back, there was now one less rival.

This meant the seven Divine Yuan Realm Martial Emperors could each obtain one opportunity. Naturally, the Heaven Lord and the Ancient Ancestor from the Ancient Empire were willing.

Grabbing an opportunity on the side and gaining a major boon that could lead to a breakthrough of one or two minor realms was a tremendous fortune.

As for Chen Xilai’s physical body, both Divine Yuan Realm Martial Emperors knew there were complications. Otherwise, these Holy Land Schools would not value it so highly, but it was none of their concern.

They were well aware that they couldn’t touch the red bead. Apart from not having the necessary secret techniques, attempting to lay claim to Chen Xilai’s body would result in a catastrophic attack from the Holy Lands, bringing instant ruin.

Seeing this, Lu Zhen nodded slightly. These two were sensible. His gaze then turned to Jiang Taijing with his Zhen Prison Spear from the House of Divine Armies, the Devil Emperor of Blood Sea, the Joyous Arhat from Xumi Mountain, and the Barbarian Emperor from the Peak of Stars.

“How about the four of you?” Lu Zhen asked again.

“I can agree, but Sect Leader Lu must promise Jiang one condition,” Jiang Taijing said after some thought.

“Speak.”

“After this is over, Jiang will go to Baiyujing to pay respects and challenge Sect Leader Lu to a battle. I hope Sect Leader Lu won’t take advantage of the weaker.”

Lu Zhen’s pupils contracted slightly, then he burst into laughter, “Lu is invincible in the same realm, I can allow Spear Emperor a one-realm advantage.”