500: Chapter 501 The Ancestor Kneels and Becomes a Servant!

In the Void Realm, the violent energy storm was still raging, and fragments of the ruined starship drifted everywhere.

Old Ancestor Jinyang had already become a cold corpse, tossed down from high altitude by Su Yang like garbage, slamming heavily into the ruins, completely still.

The remaining scene made Ancestor Xuanling and Old Ancestor Gumu break out in a cold sweat.

A supreme powerhouse at the Half-Step Mahayana level had actually had his Golden Core crushed within two moves; this simply exceeded the two men's comprehension.

"Su... Fellow Daoist Su, please show mercy!"

Ancestor Xuanling's face was deathly pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably. His withered palms hovered in the Void Realm, his voice hoarse and filled with fear.

"Our Wanxian Alliance is willing to offer compensation! As long as you name it, Spirit Stones, beauties, Magic Treasures—we will offer them all with both hands!"

Su Yang slid his hands back into his casual pant pockets, standing in the air, looking calmly at these two old monsters who had lived for over a hundred thousand years.

"Compensation? When you summoned the Immortal's broken bone earlier, why didn't you think about showing mercy?" Su Yang sneered disdainfully.

Hearing this, Old Ancestor Gumu's psychological defenses completely collapsed. A flash of ferocity crossed his eyes as he bit the tip of his tongue, spraying a mouthful of his life essence blood onto a cyan ancient talisman on his chest.

Buzz!

The Void Realm twisted violently, and Old Ancestor Gumu's figure instantly blurred, appearing as though he was about to escape into the depths of the Void Realm.

"Playing with spatial escape techniques in front of me? You're still too green."

Su Yang's eyes turned cold. His right hand shot out from his pocket, and a layer of dark golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly ignited on his black and silver star river mother gold gauntlet.

He took a step forward, and the space in front of him shattered instantly.

Su Yang's arm reached directly into the twisted Void Realm, his five fingers like steel nails, clamping onto the back of Old Ancestor Gumu's neck with pinpoint precision.

"Get over here!"

Su Yang exerted force with his arm, pulling back violently.

Old Ancestor Gumu, who had already fled ten thousand meters away, was dragged back from the massive spatial rift like a pheasant with its wings pinched.

"Die."

Su Yang clenched his five fingers violently.

Boom!

The ferociously violent Pure Yang True Fire surged in along his palm. Old Ancestor Gumu didn't even have time to scream before his entire body, along with the Golden Core and Primordial Spirit inside, melted instantly in the dark golden flames and were completely burned into nothingness.

Another Half-Step Mahayana Old Ancestor had fallen.

In the Void Realm, only the broken-looking Ancestor Xuanling remained.

Thump.

Seeing Old Ancestor Gumu meet such an end with no remains left, Ancestor Xuanling's knees went weak, and he knelt directly in the cold, dead Void Realm.

"Master, spare me! This old slave is willing to offer his Soul Blood and serve as a slave for life! I only beg Master to spare this old dog's life!"

Ancestor Xuanling's aged face crumpled, and he kowtowed frantically in the Void Realm, his forehead striking the hard spatial rifts and emitting dull thuds.

The Grand Elder of the Wanxian Alliance, a Half-Step Mahayana powerhouse famous across dozens of star systems, had completely abandoned all pride and dignity to survive.

Su Yang walked up to him, his eyes indifferent.

He tapped his index finger lightly in the Void Realm, and a drop of golden Pure Yang True Blood shot out, sinking directly into Ancestor Xuanling's forehead and falling into the deepest part of his Soul.

"Get up. Lead the way to your headquarters' main base." Su Yang instructed indifferently.

"Yes! Thank you, Master, for your mercy!"

Ancestor Xuanling, as if granted amnesty, scrambled up using his hands and feet, retreated to the side honestly, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Above Tianxing Pass, the demon-slaughtering starship slowly descended.

Su Yang walked back to the front deck with steady steps.

"Master!" A delicate cry rang out.

General Lan Yuyan was wearing a tight, light blue soft armor, her fair and tender face flushed with excitement. She trotted over directly, her plump and upright snowy white chest heaving violently, bringing a fragrant breeze as she softly threw herself into Su Yang's arms.

Having witnessed Su Yang's invincible demeanor as he descended like a divine soldier and crushed the Immortal's Law with a single punch earlier on the ship, she had developed an irresistible awe and attachment to Su Yang.

"Master, you are too powerful. Yuyan has never seen a man as strong as you in this life."

General Lan Yuyan's jade-like arms hooked tightly around Su Yang's neck, her full curves pressing firmly against his chest. Her delicate body softened, her breath smelling like orchids, her warm respiration spraying against Su Yang's earlobe, her large eyes filled with watery seduction.

Saintess Hu Meier also walked up, swaying her slender waist, her snowy white fox tail brushing lightly against Su Yang's calves, her face full of resentment: "Master is biased. You didn't bring Meier along when you were fighting earlier, making me worry for nothing in the back."

Su Yang took the opportunity to wrap his arm around General Lan Yuyan's slender waist, feeling the smooth skin at the edge of her soft armor under his large hand. He backhanded and pinched Saintess Hu Meier's pert buttocks, causing the fox spirit to let out a delicate gasp.

"Enough. Clean up Tianxing Pass; we are heading straight to the Wanxian Alliance headquarters."

Su Yang sat back down on the command chair in the main hall.

General Lan Yuyan was very sensible and immediately knelt obediently between Su Yang's legs. Her warm, small hands moved gently, helping Su Yang take off his sneakers, then she leaned her pair of snowy white, upright breasts forward, using the most delicate skin to support Su Yang's feet, helping him massage and relax.

Saintess Hu Meier stood behind the chair, her two snowy white fox tails resting lightly on Su Yang's shoulders, extending her fingers to gently massage Su Yang's temples.

Su Yang closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the close service of the two beauties, and the True Qi within his body circulated even more smoothly.

"Master, the Wanxian Alliance headquarters is built in the 'Tianyuan Star System,' and there are two other Half-Step Mahayana foundations in the main base currently in seclusion. However, they no longer have any Immortal Laws in their possession." Ancestor Xuanling stood below and reported respectfully.

"Very good."

Su Yang opened his eyes, a trace of disdain flashing through them.

"Lei Kuang, full speed ahead. Target: Tianyuan Star System. Those who submit will prosper, those who resist will perish."