211: Brother Lu, who is this?

Lu Chen arrived, stepping on the wind, and landed in front of the Lin Family Ancestral Hall.

Lin Han instinctively recoiled in fear upon seeing Lu Chen: "It's Lu Chen! He, how is he still alive? Didn't the Old Ancestor kill him?!"

Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his voice booming like muffled thunder across the square: "Your Old Ancestor has been personally slain by me. Before he died, he asked me to deliver a message—to tell you to go down and join him."

Each word carried a sharp Killing Intent, making the copper bells on the eaves of the Ancestral Hall clang loudly.

Lin Changyuan was startled at first, then let out a piercing cackle, his corpulent body shaking with laughter: "Hahahaha... Bluster! I, Lin Changyuan, have dominated Feiyun City for fifty years; what kind of situation haven't I seen? You must be a lucky brat who escaped, but... this is Feiyun City territory! If you dare touch a single hair on my head, Lord Zhao Ting will surely make your life a living hell!"

"Zhao Ting?" Lu Chen lightly brushed his sleeve, as if flicking away a speck of dust, "That good-for-nothing... he also died by my hand."

These words were spoken so casually, yet they brought Lin Changyuan's laughter to an abrupt halt.

The flesh on the old man's face twitched, and he burst into an even more exaggerated laugh: "Ignorant child! Do you know who Lord Zhao Ting is? A Late Stage Qi Refining expert! The entire cultivation world of Feiyun City depends on him! Even the City Lord has to bow and greet him! And you, a mere..."

Just then, a villager covered in blood stumbled into the square, his left arm twisted unnaturally, clearly heavily injured. "Vi-village Chief!" He collapsed at Lin Changyuan's feet, his voice hoarse and unrecognizable, "Feiyun City... it's over!"

Lin Changyuan kicked away the messenger: "You scoundrel! Explain yourself!"

The villager struggled to prop himself up, spitting blood with every word: "I just escaped from Feiyun City. It was attacked by Yao Beasts. The entire city is covered in corpses. I heard the City Lord's Mansion collapsed, the City Lord is dead, Zhao Ting is dead, Feiyun City is finished."

Lin Changyuan was struck by lightning, staggering back several steps, his back hitting the Ancestral Hall pillar with a heavy thud. His formerly ruddy old face instantly turned ashen: "No... impossible... Lord Zhao Ting... dead?"

Lin Changyuan stared in shock at Lu Chen before him, then recalled Lu Chen's words.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition seized his heart.

No premonition was needed; it was visible to the naked eye.

Lu Chen activated the "Five Elements Inverse Derivation Art," transforming the Chaos Spiritual Qi into fire-attributed spiritual power, which he then continuously compressed and condensed in his palm. A fist-sized fireball grew at an alarming rate—becoming the size of a basketball, then a house... Finally, it transformed into a colossal object with a diameter of a hundred meters, hovering above the village like a second Scorching Sun.

Blazing heatwaves swept in all directions; the tiles of the Ancestral Hall began to melt, and the ancient locust tree at the village entrance ignited without fire.

Everyone in Lin Family Village had already prostrated themselves on the ground, and several timid villagers had fainted outright.

Lin Changyuan's face was ashen, his cloudy eyes reflecting the "fire sun" in the sky. His chapped lips trembled incessantly, and he completely broke down. Such a large fireball, even a Late Stage Qi Refining cultivator couldn't release it. How much Spiritual Qi would that take?! At least a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, after opening a Grotto-Heaven, could release something like that.

Lin Han was consumed by jealousy and despair. Lu Chen was a year younger than him, yet he had already reached such a Realm. How laughable, truly laughable. He had always thought of himself as a Child of Destiny, an unparalleled Genius.

"Lu Chen, no, Immortal Master Lu! Have mercy!" Lin Changyuan suddenly slammed his head against the ground, oblivious to the bloodstains on his forehead. He cried out hoarsely: "We insignificant ants are not worth your effort! Spare us, we were wrong, we apologize to you, please don't annihilate us. We are just Mortals. You are a high and mighty Immortal Master; killing Mortals will stain your Dao Heart!"

Lu Chen chuckled at these words, his profile flickering in the firelight: "Now you know to beg for mercy? Didn't you say you weren't easily scared? What are you afraid of now! Alright, stop begging. When you invited the Lin Family Old Ancestor to destroy our Lu Family Village, you should have foreseen the day you would be destroyed!"

No!!

Lin Changyuan couldn't believe that a thirteen-year-old Young Lord could be so ruthless: "Are you going to kill even innocent children? You are utterly devoid of conscience!"

Wails of sorrow filled Lin Family Village.

Lu Chen said coldly: "When you invited the Lin Family Old Ancestor, did you ever consider that Lu Family Village also had women and children! Perish!!!"

Lu Chen indifferently raised his hand, and the hundred-zhang fireball plummeted.

Upon impact with the ground, a blinding white light swallowed all sound.

When the light dissipated, only a smoking crater remained. The former houses, Ancestral Hall, and villagers had all evaporated like Morning Dew.

A gentle breeze swept through, carrying a few unburnt paper ashes, swirling in the air, as if narrating that this was once a place of human life.

Lu Chen was very satisfied with his most powerful attack; this was the result of Lu Chen releasing all of his stored Spiritual Qi.

Its power was already comparable to an Early Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

After destroying Lin Family Village, Lu Chen rushed back to Lu Family Village.

Hundreds of clansmen in Lu Family Village had already assembled, and ten carriages were neatly arranged.

"Everyone's here, let's depart!" Lu Chen scanned the crowd.

These familiar faces, who had lived together day and night, now carried the sorrow of leaving their homeland. The elders clutched ancestral tablets, the women tightly embraced their sleeping children, and the young men carried various weapons.

As Lu Chen waved his hand, the migrating procession slowly set off like a waking Dragon.

Iron hooves crushed the Morning Dew, and carriage wheels carved deep ruts into the dirt road.

When the eastern sky began to lighten, they finally reached the rocky beach at the border of Feiyun City.

Various groups of people had already gathered here.

The Azure Phoenix banner of the Long Ju Family fluttered in the wind, and over a hundred youths in silver-scaled soft armor rode swift steeds, standing ready;

The Heng Chu Family was the largest, with more than two hundred people, clearly having almost all their bets placed on Heng Chu.

Most eye-catching were the fifty Sword Cultivators led by Ji Bu, their long swords forming a brilliant curtain of light in the Morning Light.

Long Ju, Heng Chu, Ji Bu, Yu Ziqi, and others had taken away almost half of their Family's younger generation.

Their families decided to bet on both sides.

Those going out to start businesses were given funds and people.

Those remaining in the Family continued to consolidate the Family's position.

After all, they hadn't committed any major crimes; they had only eliminated the remnants who colluded with Guanyin Hall. Perhaps there would even be a reward.

"Lu Chen!!" Seeing Lu Chen arrive with the people from Lu Family Village, Chu Yu and Li Qingyao were very excited and went forward to greet him.

Chu Yu's greatest concern was, of course, Lu Chen. As long as Lu Chen was there, half of his great endeavor was already successful.

Lu Chen glanced around; there were nearly a thousand people, quite a large scale.

Li Qingyao looked on with deep affection: "Big Brother Lu, you're here, that's wonderful!"

Although Lu Chen was a year younger than Li Qingyao, in Li Qingyao's heart, she already regarded Lu Chen as her older brother, feeling a sense of security.

Bai Jingjing spoke sarcastically: "Oh my, Young Lord, I didn't realize you were such a ladies' man at such a young age."

Lu Chen glared at Bai Jingjing.

Li Qingyao then noticed a charming young woman behind Lu Chen, and she bit her lip lightly: "Big Brother Lu, who is this?"