Who Let Him Cultivate?!

The residents living near the dungeon, upon seeing the assassins mobilize en masse, were frightened to the point of losing their souls.

All these assassins had cultivation levels, and to kill them was as easy as flipping their hand!

But, what they didn’t know was that, as afraid as they were, the assassins were even more terrified.

Although there were many assassins from the Night Pavilion, none were a match for Lu Yang and his two companions. Even the assassins at the Nascent Soul Stage couldn’t withstand a single move, not to mention those at the Golden Core Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, and Qi Cultivation Stage—who died in droves with each attack.

"Split up and run!"

The assassins were scared stiff; they enjoyed killing, but not suicide. These three were simply not opponents they could handle.

Any astute observer could see that, after this battle, as long as one survived, they could cling to the coattails of a Semi-Immortal, ascend to the skies in a single bound, and have boundless prospects ahead.

They mustn’t fall at the hands of these three, no matter what!

"Thinking of running?" Lu Yang exchanged a look with Meng Jingzhou, and they acted simultaneously, circling around the assassins.

"Draw the prison!"

"Draw the Ground into a Prison!"

Most assassins hadn’t even reacted before they were trapped in the cages—either stuck on the ground or underground!

"What kind of move is this!"

The assassins panicked. The underground prisons were indestructible. Daggers broke upon contact, and the cages above ground were actually rings of light, from within which not a single person could leave!

Some of the more clever assassins, seeing that they couldn’t beat Lu Yang and the others, had already fled in panic.

"Split up and pursue!"

Shi Chan retracted his eighteen-foot Golden Body and, with wind beneath his feet as if he had sprouted wings, he walked on air, covering a hundred yards in one step, almost as if he were teleporting through space.

One of Buddhism’s six Divine Abilities, the Divine Foot.

Meng Jingzhou, being a Body Cultivator, wasn’t suited for fast flying speeds and relied on the explosive force of his legs to be even faster than flying.

It was just that he couldn’t quite reach the speed of Shi Chan.

"This is still too slow."

Meng Jingzhou hesitated for a moment. Originally, he hadn’t wanted to use this technique, but lives were at stake, and it wasn’t a time for saving face.

"So be it, let the world witness the power of the Nascent Soul Stage!"

He retracted his three heads and six arms and merged his two Nascent Souls again, sprouting six legs from his lower half!

He didn’t have the Divine Abilities, but he could grow six legs!

"Stop, don’t run!"

Meng Jingzhou targeted an assassin. All six legs pushed off simultaneously, charging toward the target.

The assassin glanced back and was almost scared out of his wits.

The six-legged monster was rapidly closing in, and then a fist as large as a sandbag smashed over, killing with a single blow.

Meng Jingzhou’s aura was ferocious. Today, any assassin who laid eyes on him in this form could consider themselves dead!

Lu Yang commanded his Clone to intercept the assassins while he flew using the pool, with Qingfeng and Mingyue, his two swords, flanking him like Protectors, following closely by his side.

The moment he spotted an assassin, the two swords flew out instantly, taking their heads, or he would crash into them with the Sword Washing Pool, mashing them into a pulp.

Some assassins realized that they wouldn’t be able to escape this way and had to take hostages as a threat.

He burst into a wealthy family’s home, where those living in such places were either rich or noble—perfect for taking hostages.

"Don’t move, if any of you do, I’ll kill them!"

He charged into the house, glaring fiercely at the male master of the house, and threatened with a harsh voice.

Four sets of eyes, filled with killing intent, gazed steadily at him.

"Dare to threaten my husband?"

Four figures surrounded the assassin, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from fear.

He could sense that each of them was stronger than him in cultivation.

Before he could react, a huge snake tail swept across, hitting him so hard that not a single bone remained unbroken, and he was instantly bereft of life.

"What exactly happened?" Liu Xiangyu furrowed her brow tightly, the incident had occurred so abruptly that they had no idea what the specific changes were in Chunjiang City. They only knew there were massive energy fluctuations overhead, far beyond their cultivation levels, completely out of their league to intervene. Just one wave of such energy could crush them to pieces countless times over.

"Xiao Qiu, you have protective abilities, stay here to guard the husband well, we three will go out to check on the situation and see if there’s any way we can lend a hand."

"Yes, mistress."

One assassin chose the shop, proving to be quite clever.

"Nobody move!"

The assassin released the pressure of the Golden Core Early Stage, which for ordinary people was a catastrophic disaster. Based on experience, as soon as he released the pressure, the commoners would tremble and couldn’t even stand up.

But reality was entirely the opposite.

The shop attendants, as if they hadn’t felt the pressure at all, simultaneously looked up and regarded the assassin with curious eyes.

"Well, well, someone’s quite daring, even daring to threaten us!"

"Close the door, don’t let him escape!"

"Damn it, honest businesses get targeted by assassins, it’s tough being an honest person."

The assassin staggered backwards two steps, suddenly stricken with a sense of impending doom.

He turned to run, but the shop door closed with a bang on its own, seamless without even a crack, preventing anyone from peering through to see what was happening inside.

"Help me..."

"Gag him!"

Bang!

The shop door was knocked open by the assassin, who lay sprawled on the ground, struggling to crawl away.

The inside of the shop was pitch black, from the darkness countless hands reached out, grabbing the assassin’s ankles, pulling him back in.

The assassin’s nails desperately scratched the ground, leaving behind only white marks.

The door closed once more, and after that, there was no more sound.

Perhaps the door had been closed too forcefully, the signboard reading "Come Again Barbecue Shop Chunjiang City Branch" slightly wobbled twice.

Then there were the beggars who suddenly rose up to injure people, fighting with the assassins.

When Lu Yang saw this scene, he remembered what Eldest Senior Sister had once said, that true beggars are seldom seen nowadays, and the beggars one sees are cultivators cultivating amidst the mortal world.

These cultivators might not be as powerful as Lu Yang and his peers, but they were more than enough to handle the assassins.

The One Qi Venerable saw Lu Yang and his two companions sending the assassins running in utter defeat and laughed boisterously.

"Is this the assassin organization you wanted to save?"

The Void Venerate, having lived through the power struggles of the Great Yu’s final period, wasn’t perturbed by such matters, not allowing them to disrupt his mind state.

Without uttering a word, he conjured countless magic artifacts out of thin air—swords, spears, axes, halberds, precious cauldrons, divine towers, jade bottles, and feather fans—all tribulation-level magic artifacts.

The Void Realm was his home ground, and anything below the level of immortals he could create.

If he were to achieve the Dao Fruit of an Immortal, he would be able to turn the insubstantial into reality, transforming the Void Realm into a completely new world. This would not be a small world like a Cave Heaven, but a universe of the Great Era.

By then, he would be the true master of this world.

Tribulation-level magic artifacts fell like rain, all blocked by a thirty thousand li stretch of purple qi. The innate purple qi was left riddled with holes after this volley of attacks.

"I want to see just how many times this stretch of purple qi can block the attacks."

The Void Venerate once again produced countless tribulation-level magic artifacts, dazzlingly suspended in the air, smashing towards City Lord Liu and the others, forcing the One Qi Venerable to take the brunt of the attack.

He had trapped City Lord Liu and the others, instead of killing them, precisely to tie down the One Qi Venerable!

"Void Venerate!" the One Qi Venerable roared angrily.

"What, want to beg for mercy..."

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The Void Venerate smiled coldly, but before he could finish speaking, an immense force sucked him into a gourd.

The One Qi Venerable quickly covered the mouth of the treasured gourd.

The treasured gourd was purple at its base with decorative golden patterns. If one responded to its name, they would be sucked inside.

The Purple Gold Gourd.