390: One finger across the starry sky

But the problem lies precisely here.

He, Zhao Yujing, had already reached Ascension Realm, with twenty-six Dharma Idols. That could only be twenty-six; there was no possibility of having one more or one less.

But Lu Chen was different. This kid should have only recently reached the Faxiang Realm. Right now, he had Twenty-Five Dharma Images, but who knew if he could reach twenty-six, or even twenty-seven, later on?

"As expected of a reincarnated Immortal, and someone worthy of being my Guardian!" The Holy Son felt inexplicably helpless.

It seemed he couldn't compare to this kid in his previous life, and in this life, he likely still couldn't.

So be it!

Since he couldn't surpass him, he would just fulfill his role as Guardian properly.

When the day came that this kid, Lu Chen, surpassed him, at least he would have someone to guide him on the path of cultivation.

I've been your Guardian for so long, guide me a bit. You can't still be hiding secrets, right?

Right, should I first learn this kid's method of creating external avatars and his Puppet technique?

Hmm, that's a bit greedy!

But the Tongtian Puppet method was fine; he was truly coveting that external avatar technique!

He had been coveting it for a long time. If it weren't for his identity as the Holy Son, he would have already pestered Lu Chen.

He could cultivate one hundred and ten external avatars!

If he, Zhao Yujing, had one hundred and ten external avatars, he could say without reservation that even a Fallen Immortal would have to step aside. As for that Fallen Immortal from the Demon Clan, he could hammer him to death three times over.

"Hmm? Old fellow from the Golden Crow Clan, you dare interfere with the person this Holy Son is protecting!" The Holy Son rarely showed such seriousness, and his inherent nature of minding his own business was even suppressed.

No kidding, this is the person he chased from the Upper Realm to the Lower Realm to be his Guardian, and he's also a reincarnated Immortal who can teach him many wonderful methods. If you kill him, can I still become an Immortal?

If he were to ascend like this, wouldn't the Immortals in the Dongxu Immortal Mansion hang him up and beat him?

Impossible.

Today, even if a Fallen Immortal from the Golden Crow Emperor Clan arrived in person, Zhao Yujing would beat him back.

Wait, Fallen Immortal?

A flash of inspiration suddenly struck Zhao Yujing's mind.

No wonder, no wonder this kid, Lu Chen, had a Fallen Immortal following him before. It's likely a hidden move left by this kid from his previous life.

Just think, even he, this Holy Son, didn't have a Fallen Immortal personally guarding him. How could Lu Chen possibly have such treatment?

So it turned out to be something left from his previous life.

Zhao Yujing struck his palm with his fist, suddenly enlightened.

Now that the Fallen Immortal guarding Lu Chen was gone, it was his turn, Zhao Yujing!

He took a step and disappeared from Qingxuan Cave Heaven.

Outside Mystic Heaven, in the Starry Sky.

The Great Golden Crow, clad in a golden silk Mystic Fire robe and wearing a golden-winged Fire Cloud crown, suddenly lowered his head and overlooked the entrance to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield outside Mystic Heaven: "What a peerless Heavenly Pride of the Human Race, to have cultivated twenty-five Dharma Idols. Today, you cannot be allowed to live."

Even Ancient Chaoyang, the number one on the Ten Thousand Clans Prodigy Ranking, had only cultivated twenty-four Dharma Idols. If this Human was not eliminated today, when he grew up in the future, he might even suppress him.

As the thought arose, the Great Golden Crow's expression changed again.

He saw a figure completely shrouded in divine light suddenly appear from the Void, stepping towards him.

Before the person arrived, two terrifying divine lights had already attacked.

The divine light was terrifying. As soon as it swept across, the lifeless dead stars in the Starry Sky exploded one after another.

"That is..." A hint of horror flashed in the Great Golden Crow's eyes.

Those were, two gazes?!

Without even making a move, just two glances caused such terrifying power. Who could this be?

It was obvious, the person who came was the Guardian behind Lu Chen.

But when did such an incredible existence appear in this universe starry sky?

It wasn't Chen Tianshu, nor was it those few Ascended Beings from the Dongxu Immortal Mansion, and this person's appearance was obscured by divine light, impossible to see or see through, not even their Aura could be sensed.

Could it be a Fallen Immortal?

No, not that either!

A Fallen Immortal is also an Immortal, already transcended the mortal realm, a true Immortal. Their Aura is fundamentally different from mortal beings. For the Great Golden Crow, he could distinguish it with just a glance.

As his thoughts raced, the Great Golden Crow had no time to think further, because those two terrifying gazes had arrived.

"Boom!"

Rolling, scorching Sun True Fire swept out, instantly transforming into a fire mirror filled with countless wondrous runes, directly blocking those two gazes.

However, the next moment, the fire mirror shattered.

The Great Golden Crow's body was instantly pierced, and Golden Crow divine blood scattered across the Starry Sky.

"Who exactly are you?!" The Great Golden Crow's expression was one of horror.

His Great Sun Mystic Light Mirror was a top-tier defensive Divine Power. It could not only block Divine Powers but also reflect them, sending the same Divine Power back, using the opponent's method against them.

But these simple two gazes were not only not reflected by his Great Sun Mystic Light Mirror, but were instantly pierced through.

What did this mean?

This meant that the strength of the person who came was far above his, capable of easily crushing him, to the extent that his Divine Power, in the hands of this existence, was like tattered clothing or broken rags, breaking upon contact.

"Today's enmity, this one has rememberit down, and will surely repay it twofold in the future." The Great Golden Crow dared not linger for half a step, instantly transforming into a divine rainbow and vanishing in a flash.

Golden Crow Transforming into Rainbow, this was an ultimate escape method in the entire universe starry sky, easily ranking among the top ten, with extreme speed.

"I didn't want to trouble you, but you just had to say something harsh." Zhao Yujing, shrouded in divine light, raised his hand and pointed a finger.

The next moment, the Starry Sky trembled, and a towering finger appeared, spanning the Universe. Any star that appeared before the colossal finger crumbled and disintegrated like mud and stone, and even space seemed to be torn apart.

The Great Golden Crow, who had already transformed into a rainbow and disappeared, felt his heart pound. By the time he reacted again, the towering colossal finger had already pressed onto his back, crushing him all the way to the edge of the Universe, finally causing his Physical Body to explode into a mist of blood, leaving only a Nascent Soul shrouded in layers of Dharma Idols fleeing in panic.

Done!

Lord Holy Son clapped his hands and turned back to Mystic Heaven.

On the other side, at the entrance to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Twenty-Five Dharma Images illuminated the sky, instead suppressing the forty-two Dharma Idols of the ten Tongtian Realm Great Power to the point of precariousness.

It was also at this moment that a terrifying Aura rose in the Starry Sky, clearly sensed even above Mystic Heaven. The ten Great Power of the Emperor Slave Clan changed color instantly: "Damn it, the Emperor Lord has encountered a powerful enemy!"

But just as they all changed color, a series of brilliant blade lights suddenly flashed through the Void.

And following the flashing blade lights were nine heads, still bearing expressions of astonishment, being thrown into the air.

"Who dares to be an enemy of my Golden Crow Emperor Clan?!" The last remaining Great Power of the Emperor Slave Clan roared in terror.

But what greeted him was a brilliant blade light.

Thus, the last head also flew up.

Immediately after, an invisible hand seemed to grasp out, collecting the physical bodies of the ten Emperor Slave Clan Great Power and disappearing without a trace.

At the same moment, at the entrance to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, an upright and imposing figure stepped out once again.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Lu Chen.