107: Chapter 107 Escape? Your final destination is right here with me.

Above Da Qian Imperial City, streams of light darted.

"Faster! Even faster!"

Li Family Old Ancestor was drenched in sweat, his body enveloped in a burning blood-red light.

To escape, he didn't hesitate to burn three hundred years of his Lifespan, pushing his escape speed to the extreme.

Looking back, the majestic silhouette of the Imperial City had been left far behind.

The other thirty-one Old Ancestors also unleashed their ultimate life-saving Divine Abilities, scattering in all directions like startled hornets.

"Hoo... I escaped."

Li Family Old Ancestor felt the strong wind whistling past his ears, and his taut nerves finally relaxed a little.

He looked at the mist-shrouded mountain range ahead, which was the ancestral land his Li Family had managed for ten thousand years.

"As long as I hide in the ancestral land's underground palace and activate the great Family-Protecting Immortal Formation, even if Lin Que is at the Soul Transformation Stage, he won't be able to easily break through! As long as the green mountains remain, there will be wood to burn..."

However.

Just as his thought of "no wood to burn" was still lingering in his mind.

"Buzz—"

A tremendously vast, dull hum, as if from an ancient devil god's whisper, suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

Immediately after.

Li Family Old Ancestor was horrified to find that the mist in front of him had changed color.

Not just ahead, but to the east, west, south, and north, the sky within a radius of ten thousand li was simultaneously enveloped by four distinct yet equally destructive lights!

In the east, purple Qi came from the east; that was the Three Thousand Blazing Flames, capable of incinerating even stars!

In the west, white frost filled the sky; that was the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, capable of freezing all life!

In the south, it was scarlet like blood; that was the incomparably violent earth core flame marrow!

In the north, golden light shone brightly; that was the light of the Buddhist Golden Body, suppressing all evil!

Divine Ability — 【Four Symbols Heavenly Prison】!

This was a Domain-type divine skill created by Lin Que himself, after he broke through to Middle Stage Nascent Soul and completely assimilated the heavenly demon left arm, perfectly integrating the Saber Intent of the Seven Absolute Blades with the Four-Colored Exotic Fire!

"What... what the hell is this?!"

Li Family Old Ancestor couldn't stop in time and crashed headfirst into the white wall of fire directly in front of him.

Sizzle!

"Ahhh!"

His proud Nascent Soul Perfection protective true essence, upon contact with the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, was frozen and shattered like paper! His entire right arm instantly turned into an ice sculpture, losing all sensation.

Terrified, he scrambled backward, not daring to approach the wall of fire in the slightest.

At the same time, the thirty-one Old Ancestors fleeing in other directions also encountered the same desperate situation.

Whether ascending to the heavens or descending into the earth, they were all tightly sealed by this peerless cage of Four-Colored Exotic Fire. The entire ten thousand li radius became Lin Que's plaything!

"Damn it! How could he set up such a massive Domain?! This is a Law threshold that only Soul Transformation Stage cultivators can touch!"

The Old Ancestors, like stray dogs, were forced to retreat from all directions, gathering again in mid-air, their faces filled with despair and horror.

"Don't panic! Fellow Daoists, don't panic!"

An Chen Family Old Ancestor, the most senior among them, gritted his teeth and pulled out a jade Talisman covered in ancient spatial runes, shouting:

"This is a 【Great Teleportation Qiankun Talisman】 that I obtained from an ancient ruin! As long as we collectively inject our vital blood, this Talisman can instantly tear apart this exotic fire Domain and randomly teleport us a hundred thousand li away!"

"What?! Old Monster Chen, why didn't you take out such a good thing earlier!"

"Quick, quick, quick! Don't dawdle! That fiend must be coming after us!"

As if grasping at a last straw, the thirty-two Nascent Soul Perfection Old Ancestors no longer had any trace of their esteemed demeanor, one after another biting their tongues.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Thirty-two streams of vital blood simultaneously sprayed onto the Great Teleportation Talisman.

Boom!

The jade Talisman absorbed such a massive amount of vital blood and true essence, erupting with dazzling silver spatial light.

A dark spatial tunnel instantly formed above their heads.

"Hahahaha! Lin Que! Although your combat power is Heaven-Defying, when it comes to foundation, you are ultimately a Low Grade Loose Cultivator!"

Li Family Old Ancestor, with half his body still frozen, looked at the opened teleportation gate and finally couldn't help but let out a wild laugh of escaping death:

"We will remember today's humiliation! Once we recover and contact the Upper Realm..."

"Go!"

The thirty-two individuals transformed into streaks of light, eagerly rushing into the silver spatial tunnel.

The tunnel closed, and the mid-air was empty.

It seemed they had truly escaped with their lives.

...

The scene shifted.

Imperial City, True Dragon Great Plaza.

Lin Que was still lazily leaning on the Rosewood Grand Tutor's Chair.

He held a cup of hot tea that Su Qingyu had just brewed, gently blew off the foam, and didn't even move his backside.

"Young Master Lin... they seem to have escaped using some powerful spatial Magic Treasure."

Su Qingyu stood to the side, looking at the spatial fluctuations flashing in the sky, saying with a hint of regret.

The Family fortunes of over thirty Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators, just like that, gone.

"Escaped?"

Lin Que took a sip of tea, a playful smile, like watching a monkey show, curling at the corner of his mouth:

"Green Fish, remember this. On my territory, without my permission, not even a fly can escape, let alone thirty-odd fat pigs."

Just as those old men were spraying vital blood to activate the teleportation Talisman, the System's voice had already sounded in Lin Que's mind.

【Detected high-grade spatial teleportation fluctuation (Great Teleportation Qiankun Talisman)!】

【Current status: Constructing random teleportation coordinates (target distance: a hundred thousand li away).】

【Logic recombination initiated — Gaode Map Navigation Correction Mode!】

【Operation: Intercept spatial coordinate code! Do not interrupt enemy teleportation process, only modify their 'destination coordinates'!】

【New destination coordinates set to: Three meters directly in front of host Lin Que!】

"I hate it when people make threats and then run away the most."

Lin Que put down his teacup, his fingers gently tapping the armrest of the chair.

"Since they like teleporting so much..."

"Then let them experience what 'precise home delivery' means."

Buzz—!!!

The moment Lin Que's words fell.

A silver spatial rift suddenly tore open in the mid-air directly in front of him.

Immediately after.

"Hahahaha! Finally escaped... Oh my god!"

Accompanied by a triumphant cry that suddenly turned into a shriek of terror halfway through.

"Bang!"

Li Family Old Ancestor, like a broken sack, was the first to fall out of the spatial rift, face down, smashing heavily onto the bluestone slab.

Before he could even lift his head.

"Bang bang bang bang bang—!!!"

Like dumplings falling into a pot.

The remaining thirty-one Old Ancestors, maintaining their ecstatic expressions of 'escaping death' from the teleportation, were spat out of the rift one after another.

Because the teleportation exit was set too low and too concentrated.

These thirty-two top Old Ancestors, renowned throughout Zhongzhou, who normally wouldn't even get dust on their feet when walking, directly piled up into a towering small mountain of human flesh in front of Lin Que's Grand Tutor's chair! Li Family Old Ancestor at the very bottom was even pressed until his eyes rolled back, frothing at the mouth.

"Ouch... my old back!"

"Who's stepping on my face?!"

"Where is this? Weren't we teleported a hundred thousand li away?!"

The Old Ancestors scrambled out of the pile, rubbing their eyes, disoriented.

When they saw the familiar Imperial City palace walls around them, and the black-clad youth sitting in the Grand Tutor's chair directly in front, looking at them with an expression like they were mentally challenged.

The air, at this moment, suddenly became extremely quiet. So quiet that one could hear the sound of the Old Ancestors' Dao Hearts shattering.

"Crack."

"How... how could this be?!"

Chen Family Old Ancestor still clutched the now dim Great Teleportation Talisman, his body trembling violently, tears welling up in his eyes:

"A top-grade spatial Talisman... how could it fail?! Why were we teleported to this Devil Head's feet?! This doesn't make sense for cultivation!!!"

"Surprised? Unexpected?"

Lin Que sat in his chair, crossing his legs, and even waved at them.

"You gentlemen ran such a big circle and didn't move even half a li, you must be tired."

"You... you..."

Facing this despair, which not only physically annihilated them but also mentally and intellectually crushed them, these old foxes who had lived for over a thousand years completely broke down.

"Thump!"

Who knows who started it.

The thirty-two Nascent Soul Perfection Old Ancestors simultaneously went weak in the knees, directly kneeling before Lin Que.

"Demon Venerable Lin! We submit! We truly submit!"

"Please, Demon Venerable, be merciful! We are willing to hand over all our storage rings! We are willing to hand over the keys to our Family treasure vaults! We only ask that you spare our old lives!"

Dignity? Backbone? The pride of a Hidden Family?

In front of that black saber, gleaming with Four-Colored Exotic Fire, capable of cleaving even Soul Transformation cultivators, and in front of such terrifying means that could arbitrarily modify spatial Laws, it all became a joke.

Lin Que looked at the kneeling Old Ancestors below, and the tens of thousands of elite Family soldiers outside, who had long since dropped their weapons and were trembling in fear.

He knew that Zhongzhou, from this moment on, was truly under his heel.

"Green Fish, go collect the money."

Lin Que waved his hand, his tone as casual as if buying vegetables at a market.

Su Qingyu suppressed her excited feelings, took a large Storage Pouch, and walked up to those Old Ancestors.

Those important figures whom she usually had to prostrate herself before just to meet, now, like grandsons, tremblingly stuffed their top-grade storage Magic Treasures from their hands, necks, and even hidden in their shoe soles, all into Su Qingyu's bag.

After collecting the money.

Lin Que stood up.

He didn't put away his killing intent just because they begged for mercy, but instead walked to Elder Wang, who had led the trouble.

"I said earlier, those who submit to me live, those who defy me..."

Lin Que's eyes turned cold, his right hand forming a sword-finger, and a wisp of purple star flame instantly pierced through Elder Wang's glabella!

Pfft!

"Ah—!"

Elder Wang's Divine Soul was instantly annihilated, and he perished completely.

"Hiss—"

The remaining thirty-one Old Ancestors were scared out of their wits, clinging to the ground, not even daring to breathe heavily.

"However, I'm in a good mood today. Killing one to warn the others is enough."

Lin Que withdrew his hand, his voice echoing throughout the plaza:

"The death penalty can be avoided, but living punishment is unavoidable."

"Go back and tell those old fogeys in seclusion in your respective Families. From today onwards, all Spiritual Vein income and Secret Realm output in Zhongzhou, I, Lin Que, will take seventy percent!"

"Dare to hide even one Low-Grade Spirit Stone, and I'll make sure everyone in their entire clan, even the dogs in their courtyard, get two slaps!"

"Yes! Yes! We humbly obey the Demon Venerable's decree!"

The Old Ancestors felt as if they had received a great pardon, not daring to utter a single word of dissent, frantically kowtowing in gratitude.

Lin Que raised his head, his gaze sweeping past these prostrate ants, piercing through the nine layers of clouds, and looking towards the ethereal, boundless starry sky.

The matters of Zhongzhou were merely an appetizer.

His target was the group of high and mighty "Upper Realm Harvesters" who treated all living beings as livestock, set to descend three years later.

"Three years..."

Lin Que clenched his fist, feeling the four-colored divine demon nascent soul within him, already restless and seemingly ready to break through the firmament at any moment.

"You bastards from the Upper Realm, clean your necks and wait."

"I'm coming to crash your party."