279: Chapter 279 The Origin Technique Tournament Descends Upon the Soul Clan!

[Purple Intelligence: Within the Taichu Divine City outside the Primal Ancient Mine, the decennial 'Source Technique Convention' will be held today.

The Son of Destiny, Jiang Yi, relying on the power of his Double Pupils, will shine brilliantly at the convention, opening many rare Divine Origins, and may even cut out the legendary Immortal Gold or Undying Divine Medicine.]

After reading the intelligence, a flicker of cold, murderous light rose in the depths of Lu Yuan's eyes.

"Heavenly Secret Master... you really are persistent.

Since you are in such a hurry to seek death, I will fulfill your wish."

Previously in the Void Immortal Realm, due to the restrictions of the realm's rules, the strike from the immortal execution platform had been weakened by more than half, allowing this old thing to escape with his life.

Now he actually dares to leave his turtle shell and run to the Soul Clan to fetch reinforcements; he is simply seeking his own death.

"immortal execution platform, come forth!"

Lu Yuan flipped his palm, and that pitch-black, cold execution platform manifested out of thin air.

"Sacrifice!"

With a thought, he directly burned a portion of the power from a Great Ascension Stage Divine Soul imprisoned within the immortal execution platform.

"Buzz—"

Upon the guillotine, bloody light surged violently, transforming into an invisible blade of Karma that instantly pierced through the void, slashing towards a place hundreds of millions of miles away... Above a desolate mountain range on the outskirts of the Soul Clan Ancestral Land.

Heavenly Secret Master, now only a Primordial Spirit body, was flying and fleeing cautiously.

He looked back from time to time, his eyes filled with vigilance and malice.

"Lu Yuan... once I reach the Soul Clan and have the protection of Hun Cangxuan, I'll see what you can do to me! When the Three Great Evil Clans join forces, I will certainly tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

Just at the moment he was about to step into the Soul Clan territory.

An unprecedented sense of palpitations suddenly descended.

"Not good!"

Heavenly Secret Master was terrified to the extreme and wanted to dodge, but that power came too fast and too strangely, directly locking onto his Karmic Origin.

"Puchi!"

The void split open, and an invisible blade glow slashed down from thin air.

"Ah—!!!"

A piercingly shrill scream echoed through the clouds.

Heavenly Secret Master's already weakened Primordial Spirit, under this single Karmic strike, instantly shattered into countless points of light, his Divine Soul completely extinguished as he dissipated between heaven and earth.

A generation's Master Tianji fell just like that, without even the chance for Reincarnation.

On Azure Cloud Peak.

Lu Yuan sensed the snapping of that strand of Karma and indifferently put away the immortal execution platform.

"With Heavenly Secret Master dealt with, next, it's time to clean up those big guys."

He looked toward the direction of the Soul Clan, killing intent surging in his eyes.

The Void Immortals of the Three Great Evil Clans are all gathered together?

Perfect, it saves him the trouble of finding them one by one; he'll wipe them all out to eliminate future troubles forever... chen hour.

Inside the core hall of the Soul Clan Ancestral Land, constructed from countless soul stones.

The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.

Three figures with terrifyingly formidable auras were sitting around a circular table.

In the very center was the Soul Clan Old Ancestor, Hun Cangxuan, dressed in black robes with a sinister aura.

To the left was a tall figure surrounded by the grey Qi of death, his skin displaying an unnatural, ashen color.

This was the Death Spirit Evil God, the Old Ancestor of the Evil God Clan, who mastered the Law of life and death, possessed an unparalleled Physical Body, and was at the Late Stage of the Void Immortal Realm.

To the right was an old man draped in a Netherworld Dharma robe, with curse runes flowing all around him.

With every breath he took, the surrounding void decayed and withered.

Netherworld Holy Ancestor, the Old Ancestor of the Underworld Clan, proficient in the Dao of Curses, and at the Late Stage of the Void Immortal Realm.

"That Lu Yuan has just ascended to Void Immortal and already possesses such power. If he is allowed to grow further, where will there be a place for our Three Great Evil Clans in the Central Province?" Hun Cangxuan's voice was hoarse, carrying deep wariness.

"Indeed," the Netherworld Holy Ancestor said sinisterly, "while his Foundation is not yet stable, we must eliminate him as soon as possible.

The Void Immortal Grand Ceremony in a month will be the best opportunity.

At that time, the three of us joining forces will surely ensure he never returns."

The Death Spirit Evil God did not speak, but merely nodded, a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

Just as the three were plotting how to divide the Qingyun Dao Sect.

"I heard that the three of you want to kill me?"

A calm and playful voice rang out within the hall without any warning.

"Who?!"

The three Void Immortal Old Ancestors were startled simultaneously and snapped their heads around to look.

They saw the void in the center of the hall ripple like water.

A figure in clothes as white as snow, with hands behind his back, stepped slowly out of the ripples.

His expression was composed and his gaze like a torch, as if this were not a dragon's den or tiger's lair, but his own back garden.

It was Lu Yuan!

"Lu Yuan?! How can you be here?!"

Hun Cangxuan's pupils constricted violently as he cried out in shock.

The Soul Clan's protective Formation was an Immortal Rank Formation; even if a powerhouse of the same rank wanted to break in, it would be impossible to do so without making any noise!

"Such movement technique... how is it possible?" The Netherworld Holy Ancestor also showed a look of shock.

"Since you miss me so much, why don't I send the three of you on your way early?" Lu Yuan smiled faintly, his tone revealing an absolute confidence and dominance.

"Arrogant!"

The Death Spirit Evil God was the first to explode in rage. He was a bellicose individual by nature, and seeing Lu Yuan dare to break into such a perilous place alone, his killing intent immediately flared up.

"You refuse the path to heaven and barge into the gates of Hell! Since you've come, then leave your life behind!"

"Innate Divine Ability, Death Gaze!"

From the Death Spirit Evil God's hollow eyes, two greyish-white beams of light suddenly erupted.

The beams were not physical matter but contained the ultimate Law of death.

Wherever they passed, life was severed and all things withered.

Even if a Void Immortal powerhouse were locked onto by this gaze, their Divine Soul would be dragged into the abyss of death in an instant.

This was an erasure at the level of rules!

"Die!" The Death Spirit Evil God grinned hideously.

However.

Facing this certain-kill strike, Lu Yuan stood in place, motionless, without even blinking an eye.

"Buzz—"

The death beams pierced through Lu Yuan's body, but they did not draw a single drop of blood, nor did they cause any damage.

That white-clothed figure was like an illusory bubble—visible, but untouchable.

"What?!"

The hideous grin on the Death Spirit Evil God's face instantly froze, his eyes full of disbelief. "How is this possible? My Death Gaze had already locked onto your Qi; how could you possibly dodge it?!"

"Dodge?"

Lu Yuan's voice came from all directions, elusive and uncertain. "I didn't dodge. I am simply... not in this moment."

Xing Character Secret!

The supreme secret art that dabbles in time and space!

Although he appeared to be standing in place, in reality, his true body had already traveled into the gaps between the past and the future.

Although the Death Spirit Evil God's attack was powerful, it could only strike the afterimage of the present and could not harm the Lu Yuan who existed in another temporal dimension.

"Playing tricks!"

The Netherworld Holy Ancestor snorted coldly, and the staff in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Ten Thousand Curses Soul Eater, explode for me!"

Countless pitch-black curse runes gushed out from his body, turning into a sky full of black rain that covered the entire hall indiscriminately.

This power of curses was pervasive; as long as one was tainted by even a sliver, it would erode the Divine Soul like maggots on a bone.

"In the face of absolute coverage, let's see where you can hide!"

But in the next moment, a scene that made him despair appeared.