149: The seven ancestors of the Wang family, the power of nine transformations!

The circulation speed of the magical power within his body, and even the rate at which his life force drained, were forcefully accelerated by a hundredfold at this moment!

“What? This is... Time Domain?”

Sword Saint Kumu widened his eyes in horror, and the already withered face instantly became covered in even deeper wrinkles.

His Withered Glory Law was essentially a branch of the Law of Time.

But in front of Lu Yuan's Time Domain, which was pure, domineering, and had reached the Fourth Transformation Realm, it was like a grandson meeting his grandfather, instantly suppressed completely!

“No... my Lifespan!!”

Sword Saint Kumu let out a desperate roar.

His Lifespan was already nearing its end, sustained entirely by a secret technique.

Now, under the thousandfold acceleration of the Time Domain, the Death Qi accumulated in his body over thousands of years instantly detonated like a lit powder keg!

“Boom!”

The sword strike he had unleashed dissipated on its own before it could even land.

Following that.

Under the terrified gaze of everyone present.

Sword Saint Kumu's hair instantly fell out, his skin cracked like tree bark, and then peeled off piece by piece.

His flesh and blood withered instantly, turning into flying ash.

“Clang!”

The Transcendent Spiritual Treasure, the withered glory sword, dropped to the ground with a crisp sound.

Yet, Sword Saint Kumu himself remained standing stiffly, maintaining the posture of swinging his sword.

Then.

A gust of wind blew past.

“Huala lala...”

The body of this Sword Saint, a Body Integration Late Stage expert, instantly turned into a pile of brittle bones, which then shattered into bone dust that scattered with the wind.

He had perished!

It took just one encounter, without even moving a hand.

A Grand Elder of a Holy Land at the Body Integration Late Stage was just... aged to death?!

This scene was more shocking and terrifying than any previous battle!

Hundreds of thousands of Cultivators in the audience were dumbfounded, watching the young man standing on the high platform with his hands behind his back, looking like a deity controlling the flow of time. They felt a chill shoot straight from their soles to their crowns.

What kind of method is this?!

Glare at someone and they die?

“Gulp...”

Sect Master Yuhua swallowed hard, his legs turning to jelly.

Too terrifying!

This is simply a Divine Ability!

“Alliance Master... Alliance Master's Divine Might!!”

The Thousand Mechanisms Sect Master reacted the quickest, immediately kneeling down and shouting loudly, “Alliance Master Lu's magical power is boundless! His Divine Abilities are immense! He is unrivaled under heaven!”

“Alliance Master Lu is unrivaled!”

Instantly, flattery resembling mountain calls and tsunamis sounded once more.

Lu Yuan's expression was indifferent, showing no reaction to the flattery.

He looked at the spot where Sword Saint Kumu had vanished; only the withered glory sword and a Storage Ring lay quietly on the ground.

“Collect.”

Lu Yuan made a grasping motion with his left hand.

“Buddha Kingdom in the Palm!”

A golden light flashed, drawing the relics on the ground, along with the fragments of the Withered Glory Law that hadn't fully dissipated in the air, and the wisp of Sword Saint Kumu's remnant soul that hadn't vanished yet, all into the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm.

“Heaven Devouring Demonic Art, Refine!”

He secretly circulated the Demonic Technique.

Streams of pure energy surged into his body.

Especially the Withered Glory Law of the Seventh Molt, which was greedily devoured and analyzed by Lu Yuan's Law of Time.

“Withered glory... life and death...”

A flash of enlightenment crossed Lu Yuan's eyes.

Although his Law of Time was only at the Fourth Transformation, after absorbing the essence of the Withered Glory Law, it became more complete, even showing a subtle trend toward advancing to the Fifth Transformation.

After completing all this.

Lu Yuan raised his head, his gaze not directed at the kneeling crowd below.

Instead, it was cast toward the distant northern horizon.

Space there was fluctuating violently.

A more violent, more domineering aura, carrying endless Battle Intent, was tearing through the Void Realm and approaching rapidly.

“Killed one old one, and here comes an even tougher one.”

A cold, bloodthirsty smile curled Lu Yuan's lips.

“Longevity Wang Family? Big Dipper Battle Body?”

“Perfect. My Ancient Desolate Sacred Body is also getting a little hungry.”

“Sword Saint Kumu... is he really dead?”

Amidst the crowd, an Elder from some Sect, whose identity was unknown, broke the deathly silence with a trembling voice.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the hands of the man in green robes on the high platform.

Lu Yuan was holding a gray stone sword emitting an aura of decay—the Transcendent Spiritual Treasure, the withered glory sword!

And beneath his feet, apart from a pile of bone dust scattered by the wind, there was nothing else.

A dignified Grand Elder of a Central Region Holy Land, a great expert at the Body Integration Late Stage, was 'aged to death' on the spot without even managing to launch a single move?

The impact this scene had on the crowd surpassed even the previous slaying of Dao Monarch Zixiao!

“Who else is there?!”

Lu Yuan held the withered glory sword, gently wiping non-existent dust from the blade with a clean white silk handkerchief. His gaze was not directed at the audience below, but remained fixed on the shattered northern sky.

As if in response to his words.

“Rumble!”

A terrifying roar suddenly came from the northern horizon, sounding like thousands of troops and horses stampeding.

Immediately after.

That section of the sky completely collapsed.

Like a fragile mirror, it was smashed into pieces by an invisible iron fist!

A fierce, violent golden aura of Qi and blood, powerful enough to hold up the heavens and earth, surged forth from the depths of the shattered Void Realm.

Ten thousand rays of golden light shone, accompanied by a thousand streams of auspicious Qi.

Amidst the boundless golden light, a mighty figure stepped out.

With every step he took, the Void Realm let out a groan of unbearable stress, and golden lotuses even sprouted beneath his feet, supporting his body.

The newcomer wore a set of ancient dark-gold battle armor, engraved with star trajectories and war totems.

He was tall and burly, his black hair danced wildly like an enraged Dragon, and his face was resolute, as if carved by a knife and axe.

The Seventh Ancestor of the Longevity Wang Family of Central Region—Wang Yansheng!

Body Integration Peak!

He did not deliberately release his pressure, but simply by standing there, the surrounding Laws of Heaven and Earth seemed to be drawn by some force, automatically submitting to him.

Behind him, nine golden Law Divine Rings and nine crimson Law of Strength Divine Rings could vaguely be seen, shining brilliantly together.

Dual Ninth Transformation Laws!

This was the sign of truly touching the threshold of the Great Dao!

The Ninth Transformation of a Law meant that comprehension of that system of Law had reached the mortal extreme and was beginning to evolve toward the Dao.

The Law of Metal surrounding him was no longer merely sharp; instead, it manifested countless illusory weapon shadows—saber, spear, sword, halberd, axe, battle-axe, hook, fork... Every weapon seemed substantial, radiating a terrifying aura capable of splitting the universe.

And the Law of Strength had transformed into the illusory figures of primordial Vicious Beasts, with Dragon-elephants roaring, moving mountains and filling seas, as if his every movement represented the purest Origin of power between heaven and earth.

“What a terrifying aura...”

“Is this the foundation of the Central Region Longevity Aristocratic Families?”

“Body Integration Peak... even Dao Monarch Zixiao back in the day probably couldn't withstand a single move against this person!”

Inside Huangtian City, countless Cultivators were deathly pale, their very Souls trembling.