297: He devoured the seven Spirit Kings and instantly killed the sect leader in public; he was even more ruthless than the ancient emperor!

At the White Jade Plaza, the blood-colored mirror light poured down.

Lu Sheng stood in the center of that twisted demonic hand's reflection, surrounded by black smoke, looking exactly like the world-destroying demon god recorded in ancient books. Lei Lie's shout of "Abyssal Demon Seed" was like throwing a basin of cold water into boiling oil, instantly igniting the nerves of everyone present.

"The Demon Seed has appeared in the world; he must be executed!"

An aged roar full of hatred exploded from the back of the crowd.

Everyone looked over.

A withered old man dressed in earthy brown hemp clothes strode out. With every step he took, an earthy brown crack appeared on the white jade bricks beneath his feet, as if he were carrying an invisible mountain on his back.

"That is... Old Sect Master Mo of the Mountain Moving Sect? A Level 48 Spirit King!"

Old Sect Master Mo's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Lu Sheng—more accurately, at the five-colored warship behind Lu Sheng.

"Lu Sheng, you beast from Dengxian Island!" Old Sect Master Mo's fingertips trembled, his voice shrill. "Ten thousand years ago, that tyrant Immortal Qin Ancient Emperor claimed he would integrate the True Sea. He forcibly demolished my Mountain Moving Sect's ancestral veins and refined our Sect's nine enshrined Mountain Souls into stepping stones for his excursions! Thousands of my Mo family's children had their souls and bodies extinguished in that catastrophe. This enmity... even exhausting all the waters of the True Sea could not wash it clean!"

He suddenly looked up and cupped his hands toward the Heaven Gate, tears streaming down his face. "Today, this wretch has not only inherited the Ancient Emperor's brutality but has also been tainted by the Abyss. For both crimes, this old man will risk these old bones to demand payment for this ten-thousand-year blood debt from him!"

"Old Mo is right!"

Another middle-aged man carrying a heavy sword stepped out, his face gloomy. "Back then, to forge the Tai'e Sword, the Ancient Emperor forcibly conscripted ten thousand famous swords from my Sword Tomb into the furnace, causing my Sect's Sword Dao Legacy to be severed for a thousand years. Lu Sheng, since you have received the Ancient Emperor's Legacy, you must accept this Karma, whether you want to or not!"

"Kill him! Settle the score for the Ancient Emperor's Legacy of disaster!"

"Kill him! Abyssal remnants are not worthy of stepping into Kunlun!"

For a moment, the crowd on the square was incensed. What was originally a private grudge of the Thunder Spirit Hall instantly rose to the height of racial righteousness under the banner of "settling scores with the Ancient Emperor."

Those forces that had been trampled underfoot by the Immortal Qin Ancient Emperor in the dust of history now jumped out like hyenas smelling blood. They might not truly want revenge, but the top-tier resources on that five-colored warship and the Ancient Emperor's secret treasures that might exist on Lu Sheng were enough to drive them mad.

"These bastards..."

Li Xiaoyao stood at the bow, his beard flying in anger, the long sword in his hand trembling violently due to his rage.

He looked down at Lu Sheng standing in the center of the ruins, his lips moving as his voice entered Lu Sheng's ears via spirit source transmission: "Lu Sheng, these old fogies are using this as a pretext. Back then, the Ancient Emperor swept through the True Sea to resist the First Abyssal Tide. These Sects hid their divine objects and refused to fight, so the Ancient Emperor collected them by force. Now... they want to use you as a tribute to gain favor during this period of change in Kunlun's leadership."

Lu Sheng said nothing.

He just listened quietly, feeling the malice surging toward him like a tide.

The Desolate Dragon Origin within his body was leaping and excited.

That was the destructive desire to turn decaying things completely into dust upon encountering them.

"Lu Sheng, you demon, why have you not submitted to your execution?!"

Seeing the time was ripe, Lei Lie suddenly sacrificed a purple lightning cauldron.

"Demon-Slaying Array, rise!"

Lei Lie, Old Sect Master Mo, the Purple Sky Sword Cultivator, and four other Spirit King-level powerhouses instantly took their positions.

Buzz—!

Seven Spirit King-level spirit source pillars soared into the sky, cooperating with the blood-colored mirror light of the haotian demon-illuminating mirror above to weave a massive dark-red net in the air.

Within the mesh of the net, the power of Law interwove into Void Spears carrying an aura of judgment, their sharp tips pointing directly at Lu Sheng's vital points.

"Who dares to touch him?!"

A crisp phoenix cry rang out.

Luo Tianfei had jumped down from the warship at some point. Her delicate body trembled slightly, yet she resolutely stood in front of Lu Sheng.

Behind her, nine phoenixes flew together. Although her Purple Fire Domain appeared somewhat dim due to her injuries, it still exuded the pride of a God-Tier Sequence.

"You old fogies, you usually shrink back in fear, yet now you're talking about ten-thousand-year-old grudges to a junior? Have you no shame!"

"Girl Luo, your status as the Penglai Saintess cannot protect him!" Old Sect Master Mo snorted coldly. "He has an abyssal aura on him, and there is nowhere to hide under the demon-illuminating mirror! If you continue to block us, you will be making an enemy of the entire True Sea!"

"You..." Luo Tianfei was choked with rage, just about to activate the Divine Phoenix Secret Technique.

Boom!

The seven Spirit Kings exerted their power simultaneously, and the pressure of their Domains instantly closed in.

Luo Tianfei let out a muffled groan. The Purple Fire around her was like a candle flame in a rainstorm, being forcibly suppressed back into her body. Her knees bent slightly, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, but she gritted her teeth and refused to retreat.

Just then.

A palm covered in grayish-white bone spurs lightly rested on her shoulder.

"Big Stupid Bird, your part is over."

Lu Sheng's voice was very soft, yet it carried an unquestionable dominance, forcibly cutting off the Spiritual Pressure Luo Tianfei was enduring.

Luo Tianfei felt her body relax, and then she was pushed a hundred meters away by a gentle yet overbearing force.

Lu Sheng took a step forward.

As this step landed, the black smoke that had originally shrouded his entire body was instantly dispersed by an extreme death-gray airflow.

He looked up at the so-called "Demon-Slaying Net," then at the Recording Stone in Lei Lie's hand that was still recording, and finally, his gaze landed on Old Sect Master Mo's twisted face.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Ancient Emperor demolished your ancestral graves?"

Lu Sheng tilted his head, the bone spurs cutting through the air with a piercing screech.

"That was his mercy. If it were me..."

He grinned, revealing a mouth of forest-white fangs, each word sounding as if it had been fished out of an ice cellar.

"I would dig your ancestors out of the ground, grind them into powder, and feed them to the dogs."

"Presumptuous!!" Old Sect Master Mo was so angry he almost spat blood. "Do it! Kill him!!"

Swish, swish, swish—!

Seven Void Spears, carrying the wrath of Spirit Kings, tore through space. Carrying the weight of lightning and Mountain-Moving, they arrived in an instant.

Lu Sheng stood in place, not even showing any intention of taking his hands out of his pockets.

He just lightly closed his eyes.

"Five Elements Life-Extinction Wheel—Reversal."

Buzz—!!

A five-colored light wheel with a diameter of a hundred meters appeared behind Lu Sheng without any warning.

Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth.

The five Rule Dragons did not condense into solid forms; instead, they turned into five extreme colors, spinning frantically within the wheel.

The moment those seven spears crashed into the Domain.

A strange scene occurred.

No explosion. No loud noise.

Those energy spears capable of severely wounding a Peak Spirit King, upon contacting the five-colored light wheel, actually sounded like ice and snow falling into lava, emitting a series of tooth-aching melting sounds.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The power of lightning was sucked in by the Red Lotus Fire Dragon, transforming into violent thermal energy.

The power of Mountain-Moving was devoured by the Restless Soil Earth Dragon, transforming into heavy mass.

Sword Qi was crushed by the Tai Bai Golden Dragon, transforming into a sharp edge.

"This... how is this possible?!" Lei Lie's hand holding the cauldron was trembling.

That was a combined strike from seven Spirit Kings! Forget a person—even a mountain should have nothing left but atoms by now.

But Lu Sheng just stood there, without even a single strand of hair broken.

"The taste is not bad, just a bit too many Impurities."

Lu Sheng opened his eyes, and a heart-palpitating red glow flashed in his death-gray pupils.

"Since you like calculating Law energy so much..."

He slowly raised his right hand, palm upward, and suddenly clenched it toward that massive red net.

"Then give it all... back to me!"

[Five Elements Life-Extinction Wheel: High-Speed Overload!]

Rumble!!

The five-colored light wheel that was rotating in the Domain instantly increased its speed a hundredfold.

An irresistible, massive suction burst forth with Lu Sheng as the center.

"Not good! He's extracting our spirit sources!" Old Sect Master Mo's face was pale as he discovered his connection with the Mountain-Moving Law was rapidly disappearing.

"Let go! Quickly let go!!"

Too late.

Those threads of Law now became straws for Lu Sheng to absorb nutrients.

On the White Jade Plaza, an extremely spectacular scene appeared.

Seven high-and-mighty Spirit Kings were now like dust caught in a vacuum cleaner, their faces flushed red as their bodies involuntarily slid toward the center.

Their pure spirit sources, cultivated for a hundred years, were following the array and turning into colorful rainbows, continuously sinking into the sacred and strange light wheel behind Lu Sheng's head.

Under the infusion of that energy, Lu Sheng's aura began to climb again at a desperate speed.

His Level 31 Realm, which was slightly unstable due to just breaking through, instantly solidified.

Level 31 Peak... Level 32!

It's still rising!

"Is this your so-called... explanation?"

Lu Sheng felt the surging power within him, and the "Archaic Heaven Emperor Venerable" Dharma Idol within his spine let out a satisfied sigh.

He looked at Lei Lie, who was struggling frantically not far away, and made a grasping motion in the air with his right hand.

Crack.

The Recording Stone Lei Lie had carefully prepared, along with his entire right arm, was crushed in an instant by a Desolate Power from across the void.

"Aaaaah! My hand!!" Lei Lie let out a shrill scream.

Lu Sheng expressionlessly took a step, his figure appearing before Old Sect Master Mo as if teleporting.

That hand covered in bone spurs easily penetrated the old man's Mountain-Moving Domain and firmly gripped his withered throat.

Old Sect Master Mo's eyeballs bulged, and his two-hundred-pound body was lifted like a little chick.

"You won't be able to settle the debt from ten thousand years ago."

Lu Sheng leaned close to his ear, his death-gray pupils reflecting the old man's despair before death.

"But for your life ten thousand years later... you must give it up now."

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

Level 48 Spirit King, Old Sect Master Mo of the Mountain Moving Sect, his neck snapped instantly.

A surge of Desolate Power flowed in along his spine, weathering his Divine Soul along with his Physical Body into a handful of gray sand in an instant.

The sea breeze blew.

This old monster who had lived for two hundred years didn't even leave a single hair behind.

The entire scene... was dead silent once again.

Those second-rate Sects that were clamoring for "settling scores" just now were all as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their legs shaking like sieves.

One move.

Devouring the combined attack of seven kings and instantly killing a top-tier Spirit King in passing.

Is this a freaking Spirit Ancestor?!

Lu Sheng casually brushed the dust off his fingertips, his gaze sweeping over the remaining six trembling Spirit Kings, then looked up at the haotian demon-illuminating mirror that was still spitting out blood-colored light.

"The mirror is nice, and the sound is quite loud."

Lu Sheng grinned, revealing a wild smile that even made Luo Tianfei feel her hair stand on end.

"I just wonder, if I refine it into one of my Dharma Idol's eyes..."

"Would it be more useful?"

The moment his words fell, from the direction of Kunlun's main Peak, a Purple Rainbow Bridge spanning ten thousand miles crashed down.

A terrifying will capable of suppressing the stars descended like a curtain.

"Presumptuous."

Just two words.

Yet they caused the air within a hundred-mile radius to freeze instantly, and even the Five Elements Life-Extinction Wheel behind Lu Sheng's head showed a hint of stagnation.

The Kunlun upper echelon finally couldn't sit still anymore.

Lu Sheng looked up at the rainbow bridge, but his fingertips quietly pointed toward his spinal dragon.

"Old man, if you don't come out, I'm going to tear down this Heaven Gate."