151: Chapter 151 What storms haven't we weathered?

Within the Void Realm, countless hidden gazes froze simultaneously at this moment.

From the very beginning of the battle between Qingxuan's group of three and Venerable Lingyun, these gazes had been cast from all directions, lurking in the Void Realm and silently watching this earth-shattering battle.

Elders and even Old Ancestor-level figures from the top forces of various domains—the Central Plains, the Eastern Sea, the Western Regions, and the Northern Border—were all paying close attention to this sudden turn of events in the Southern Wilderness.

They wanted to see just how deep the Foundation of this suddenly risen Kunlun truly was.

When they saw the seven at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence, including Ancestor Zhou Huaixu, trapped by the sea of blood and having their essence blood drained, some of those gazes showed schadenfreude, some secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while others fell deep into thought.

Especially the people from the three great Families of the Central Plains—the Xiao Family, the Mu Family, and the Lin Family.

They had been secretly paying attention to the situation in the Southern Wilderness, keeping an eye on Kunlun, this force that had suddenly emerged.

The Zhouwu Dynasty was on good terms with Kunlun, and the Zhouwu Dynasty had previously interfered with the plans of the three great Families of the Central Plains.

Now, seeing Ancestor Zhou Huaixu trapped and the Zhouwu Dynasty losing its strongest combat power, the people of the Xiao Family, the Mu Family, and the Lin Family were naturally delighted to see this happen.

Without Ancestor Zhou Huaixu, a Peak of Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, the Zhouwu Dynasty's status in the Southern Wilderness would surely plummet, and they could redeploy their plans in the Southern Wilderness.

But before the smiles could fully spread across their faces, they saw a white-robed figure appear in the sky above the sea of blood.

They saw that fly whisk wave casually, completely erasing the entire sea of blood.

All the schadenfreude and all the secret rejoicing froze at this very moment.

In the direction of the Central Plains, a figure hidden in the Void Realm slowly withdrew his Divine Sense, his face pale and his eyes filled with horror.

He was a Grand Elder of the Xiao Family, at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence.

He had personally witnessed how Venerable Lingyun's sea of blood trapped and suppressed seven cultivators at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence, and he had also personally witnessed how that white-robed figure had erased the sea of blood with a casual wave of his hand.

“A Red Dust Immortal.”

He murmured these three words, his voice trembling as he turned and left, sending this news back to the Xiao Family as quickly as possible.

The discussion hall of the Xiao Family in the Central Plains.

Xiao Zhantian, the Family Head of the Xiao Family, sat on the main seat, holding a transmission Jade Slip in his hand, his face as dark as water.

In the hall, several Xiao Family Elders stood with their hands down, not even daring to breathe loudly.

“The Lord of Kunlun is suspected to be a Red Dust Immortal.”

Xiao Zhantian murmured these words, his voice carrying a hint of irrepressible anger, as well as an undeniable trace of wariness.

“A Red Dust Immortal.” He repeated the term, slamming the Jade Slip heavily onto the table.

The hall was dead silent; no one dared to speak up.

After a long while, an Elder braced himself and spoke, “Family Head, then our score with the Zhouwu Dynasty...”

“Put it on hold for now,” Xiao Zhantian interrupted him, his voice low and cold. “Let’s observe the situation first. If Kunlun has a Red Dust Immortal backing them, they are not someone we can afford to provoke.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall. “But there is no rush either. Red Dust Immortals do not easily make a move, and Kunlun cannot protect the Zhouwu Dynasty forever. Once the storm blows over, we will make our plans.”

The Elders nodded one after another, but in their hearts, they all understood that the Family Head was simply finding a way to save face.

The score with the Zhouwu Dynasty probably couldn't be settled anytime soon.

The reactions of the Mu Family and the Lin Family were exactly the same. Those hidden agents who had been eager to move in the Southern Wilderness plans all pressed the pause button at this moment.

The existence of a suspected Red Dust Immortal was enough to make any scheme completely meaningless.

Above the sea of blood, Venerable Lingyun's figure tore through the Void Realm, covering ten thousand miles in an instant.

His speed was extremely fast. He forcefully activated his Half-Step Immortal cultivation at the cost of damaging his Foundation, with each spatial leap spanning tens of thousands of miles.

He needed to return to his Immortal Cave. There was still the final Restriction he had set up, as well as some life-saving measures he had prepared. As long as he returned there, he might still have a slim chance of survival.

But just as he was about to cross the mountains in the Eastern Southern Wilderness and was less than ten thousand miles away from his Immortal Cave, the Void Realm ahead suddenly solidified.

His figure crashed into an invisible wall and was violently bounced back.

Venerable Lingyun tumbled several times in midair before barely stabilizing his figure.

He looked up and saw that white-robed figure standing less than a hundred feet ahead of him.

Jiang Changge stood with his hands behind his back, the xuanchen whisk held diagonally in his hand. The whisk's tail swayed gently in the wind, emitting a warm, gentle white light.

His expression remained calm, as if the chase across hundreds of thousands of miles just now was nothing more than a leisurely stroll.

“Have you fled enough?”

Jiang Changge spoke. His voice was not loud, but it caused Venerable Lingyun's heart to sink heavily.

Venerable Lingyun gritted his teeth and struck a palm toward the Void Realm ahead.

Bloody spiritual power surged from his palm, attempting to tear through that invisible barrier.

But when the palm force landed in the Void Realm, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, failing to stir up even a single ripple.

He tried once, twice, three times.

Each time, he was bounced back by that invisible wall, and each time, the injuries inside his body worsened by another degree.

“Space lock.” Venerable Lingyun finally stopped his futile attempts. “You have locked down this Void Realm.”

Jiang Changge looked at Venerable Lingyun. His gaze was as calm as water, yet it made Venerable Lingyun feel an unprecedented chill.

Venerable Lingyun took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and slowly stood up.

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his dark red eyes staring intently at Jiang Changge, filled with madness.

“So what if you've locked down space?”

His voice was hoarse and low, carrying the fierce desperation of a cornered beast.

“What storms has this seat not seen? Do you think that by locking down space, this seat will just surrender without a fight?”

With a wave of his hand, that blood bead, which had already dimmed by more than half, emerged from his palm and hovered in front of him.

The remaining Origin power within the blood bead was drawn out by him all at once, turning into a bloody pillar of light that sank into his crown.

Venerable Lingyun's body trembled violently, and countless blood-colored patterns emerged on the surface of his skin.

His eyes turned completely blood-red, his pupils reflecting endless madness and intent to kill.

At this moment, his aura surged frantically: Peak of Tribulation Transcendence, Half-Step Immortal, Peak of Half-Step Immortal!

He was only one step away from becoming a Red Dust Immortal.

“Come on!”

Venerable Lingyun roared toward the sky, his voice filled with madness.

“Let this seat see just how capable you, the Lord of Kunlun, really are!”

His hands crossed in front of him as the blood light surged. A bloody pillar of light erupted from his palms, carrying a world-destroying momentum as it blasted toward Jiang Changge.