148: Taihao Sword Sect, return it to its rightful owner?

The other party had actually crossed the two major Realms of Soul Transformation and Void Refining, entering directly into Body Integration and becoming the undisputed number one person in the Eastern Wilderness!

Even those legendary giants of the Demonic Path had to grovel at his feet.

"Truly... a Prodigy."

Yan Nantian gave a bitter smile in his heart, feeling both a sense of loss and a strange trace of relief.

Fortunately, the Yu Hua Immortal Sect had always been on good terms with the Azure Cloud Sect and hadn't sought its own destruction like the Purple Heaven Immortal Sect.

Above the high platform.

Gu Qingxue looked at the grand scene of ten thousand immortals paying homage below, her beautiful eyes filled with pride and glory.

This was her husband!

The man who had pulled her out of despair and given her all this honor!

"Husband, look."

Lu Xueyao gently tugged on Lu Yuan's sleeve, her small face full of excitement: "That Valley Master of Medicine King Valley, his hands were shaking when he presented the gifts just now."

"That's only natural."

Su Yueli covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes shimmering: "Now that husband's Divine Might is peerless, these people are afraid that if they take one wrong step, they'll follow in the footsteps of Dao Monarch Zixiao."

Lu Yuan just smiled faintly as he listened to the women's whispers.

He knew this was only surface-level glory.

Real challenges are often hidden beneath prosperous times.

"He's here."

Lu Yuan suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing through the noisy crowd to look at the distant Void Realm.

There, an aura that was subtle yet carried a thick scent of Death Qi and decay was rapidly approaching.

"Since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

Lu Yuan's voice wasn't loud, but it exploded like thunder in everyone's ears, instantly suppressing the noise of the entire venue.

Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction of Lu Yuan's gaze one after another.

They saw the Void Realm there distort slightly.

An old man dressed in grey hemp clothes, his body as thin as a withered stick, slowly stepped out from the Void Realm.

He was truly too old.

His face was covered in age spots, his hair was sparse and withered yellow, and his eye sockets were deep-set, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

He leaned on a withered wood cane that looked like it could break at any moment, but he carried a giant stone sword on his back that was completely disproportionate to his frame.

Although he looked like he had one foot in the grave, the aura he radiated made all the Void Refining Cultivators present feel a sense of suffocation.

That was... the power of years!

Withered Glory Law!

Late Stage of the Body Integration Stage!

"Kumu of the Taihao Sword Sect from the Central Region comes uninvited. I hope Fellow Daoist Lu will not take offense."

The old man's voice was raspy, like two pieces of rotten wood rubbing together, making one's teeth ache.

"Taihao Sword Sect?!"

"The Supreme Holy Land of the Central Region?!"

Hearing this name, Sect Master Yuhua and the others' faces changed drastically.

The Taihao Sword Sect was one of the top ten sword Dao Holy Lands in the Central Region, with a terrifyingly deep foundation. It was said that there was more than one Great Ascension Stage Supreme presiding over the sect!

This Kumu Sword Saint was an old monster who had been famous for a long time. His Withered Glory Sword Dao was superb. Why would he suddenly come to a remote place like the Eastern Wilderness?

"So it is Daoist Kumu."

Lu Yuan sat on his throne and did not stand up, only saying faintly: "I wonder what business the Sword Saint has coming from so far away?"

Kumu Sword Saint raised his cloudy old eyes, his gaze greedily scanning Lu Yuan before finally fixing on the seemingly ordinary Storage Pouch at his waist.

"Cough, cough..."

Kumu Sword Saint coughed twice and said slowly: "I have heard that Fellow Daoist Lu recently obtained two Transcendent Spiritual Treasures by chance."

"One of them is called the Pan Huang Years Sword."

Speaking to this point, he paused, his tone becoming somewhat eerie.

"To tell you the truth, this sword... is a treasure that our Taihao Sword Sect's Ancestral Master lost in his early years."

"I have come this time to welcome back our Ancestral Master's relic."

"I ask Fellow Daoist Lu to give our Taihao Sword Sect some face and... return this sword to its original owner."

"Uproar—"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was in an uproar.

Shameless!

Simply the height of shamelessness!

The Pan Huang Years Sword was clearly the personal sword of the Pangu Emperor. When did it become a relic of the Taihao Sword Sect's Ancestral Master?

This was clearly daylight robbery!

Moreover, it was a forced robbery while standing on the moral high ground in front of all the Cultivators of the Eastern Wilderness!

Sect Master Yuhua, the Qianji Sect Master, and others looked at each other, their eyes full of worry and unease.

The other party was a Grand Elder of a Central Region Holy Land, a terrifying existence at the Late Stage of Body Integration!

Although Lu Yuan was strong, he had only just broken through to the Early Stage of Body Integration. Could he be a match for this old monster?

Furthermore, if he offended the Taihao Sword Sect, the Azure Cloud Sect would likely never have a day of peace in the future!

"Return it to its original owner?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan not only didn't get angry but instead laughed loudly as if he had heard some hilarious joke.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter shook the firmament.

Then, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Lu Yuan leaned forward slightly, and in those golden eyes, two cold beams of light erupted like physical objects, staring fixedly at Kumu Sword Saint.

"Old thing, if you want to rob my sword, just say it."

"Why make up a reason that even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe?"

"Do you have no shame?"

"You!!"

The fake smile on Kumu Sword Saint's face instantly froze, then turned into a distorted expression of humiliation and rage.

As a Holy Land Elder, wherever he went, was he not treated as an honored guest? When had he ever been so publicly humiliated?

"Good! What a sharp-tongued junior!"

Kumu Sword Saint stopped pretending, and the decaying aura all over his body instantly surged, turning into a terrifying grey storm that swept through the venue.

"Since you refuse to do things the easy way, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"This Pan Huang Years Sword, today you must hand it over whether you want to or not!"

"Boom!"

Kumu Sword Saint suddenly pulled out the giant stone sword from his back.

"Withered Glory Sword Intent—All Things Wither!"

He slashed out with his sword.

There was no sword light, only a grey airflow that spread out like a plague.

Everywhere the airflow passed, the spiritual flowers on the square withered instantly, and even the hard white jade floor was rapidly weathering and decaying.

A thick aura of death rushed straight towards Lu Yuan on the high platform.

" careful!"

Gu Qingxue and the other women's faces changed drastically, showing looks of worry.

"Step back."

Lu Yuan waved his sleeve, and a gentle force sent the women to a safe area.

Then, he slowly stood up and looked at the sweeping Withered Glory Death Qi, a flash of disdain in his eyes.

"Playing with time in front of me?"

"You're showing off to a master!"

Lu Yuan didn't even draw his sword.

He just took a light step forward.

"Buzz!"

An invisible ripple centered on him and instantly spread out.

"Fourth Transformation Law of Time—Time Domain!"

Boom!

The Void Realm within a ten-mile radius completely changed color in this instant.

It turned into pure grey and white.

Here, time was no longer constant.

"Time Acceleration!"

With a thought from Lu Yuan.

Kumu Sword Saint, who was currently slashing forward with his sword, suddenly felt the world around him become blurred.