506: Chapter 59 Sword God, please don't act rashly!

The power level of this Origin Dimension was far beyond Luon's imagination.

One must know that within the many Material Realms of the Third Dimension...

...even in the Main World Universe where Earth was located, the strongest individual was only at the fourteenth-tier.

Yet, at the Third Dimension level of the Origin Dimension...

...in just a small Mortal Realm, a fifteenth tier Supreme Powerhouse had already appeared.

And above her, there were even stronger existences.

Luon suppressed the shock in his heart and asked in a calm tone,

"It is indeed I. I wonder who Your Excellency might be?"

The woman glanced at him coldly, her tone contemptuous.

"You are not yet worthy of knowing my identity."

Luon's expression did not change in the slightest.

"Your Excellency was sent by the Constantine Empire, I presume?"

He spoke indifferently.

"It seems they value me quite highly to have sent such a powerhouse. In that case, I ask Your Excellency to give me some Face and refrain from using force here."

"I do not wish to see unnecessary bloodshed. Please step aside, Your Excellency, and let me take you to my brother. I believe that the Constantine Empire is sincere in its need for his help."

With a flick of her jade-like finger, a throne several times more luxurious than Luon's suddenly appeared behind her.

She sat down leisurely and spoke indifferently:

"I will give you five minutes to think it through."

Her gaze suddenly fell upon Thorn, who was standing to the side.

"Old man, is this how you treat an honored guest? Not even a cup of tea? Could it be that the people of your Divine Palace are all so lacking in etiquette?"

Thorn and the high-ranking officials of the Divine Palace...

...all froze in place, their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering in fear.

They had long expected that war was inevitable.

But they never imagined...

...that the Constantine Empire would send such a terrifying Supreme Powerhouse right from the start.

This was simply unreasonable!

Luon looked at the woman coldly.

Since becoming the Lord Sword God, this was the first time he had been so humiliated.

But what could he do?

Was he supposed to just watch as she slaughtered everyone here?

They were all his disciples and friends.

"If you want to invite my brother, you must persuade him in person."

Luon said through gritted teeth.

"If you try to take him by force, then don't blame me for being ruthless! At worst, we'll both perish! What does it matter if the Divine Palace is destroyed? What does it matter if a catastrophe descends? Even if I, Luon, must die, I'll drag you down with me!"

Irina looked at Luon, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

This young man's will was actually so firm.

Given time, he would surely grow into a true powerhouse.

Right now, human civilization was in a turbulent period and desperately needed such powerhouses to step forward.

"Kid, I admire your backbone."

She spoke indifferently.

"But you must remember, there are always people in this world who, even if they kill everyone around you, you wouldn't be able to do a single thing to them. The only thing you can do is bow your head and submit."

"For the sake of your backbone, I will give you two minutes to persuade your brother. If he is willing to come with me quietly, then everyone will be happy. If not, don't blame me for taking him by force. At that time, if you insist on making the entire Divine Palace join him in the grave, I am more than happy to oblige."

Her tone remained calm and rippleless throughout.

The reason she was known as Supreme Irina...

...was never because of her cultivation Realm, but because of her state of mind that remained unshaken even if Mount Tai were to collapse before her.

Luon clenched his teeth.

Her words were heart-wrenching, like rubbing salt into his bleeding wounds.

But he was helpless.

His hand involuntarily moved toward the hilt of his sword.

"Remember, kid."

Irina said indifferently.

"If you dare to draw your sword, the fate of you and everyone around you will come to a complete end at this very moment. Think carefully. I can guarantee you that even if I take him by force, I will not harm him in the slightest."

"If you insist on acting with reckless bravado, then you are not worthy of my respect."

Luon's gaze swept across the people beside him.

Their Faces were all filled with pleading, as if saying...

"Lord Sword God, please don't be impulsive!"

Luon slowly released his grip on the sword hilt and let out a long sigh.

He was still too weak.

"Lu Chen, I'm sorry. In the end, I failed to protect your peaceful life."

"Fine, I will take you to him."

Luon finally compromised.

Irina revealed a charming smile.

"That's more like it. Let's go."

Holy Village, by the lakeside.

Lu Chen was holding a fishing rod, leisurely fishing.

"You fat cat, give me a good massage! If you dare to slack off, there'll be no dried small fish for you tonight!"

That plump White Cat...

...immediately began to knead Lu Chen's back vigorously with its two front paws.

Days without dried small fish were simply worse than death.

One must know that its master's culinary skills were second to none in the world.

Even an ordinary small fish could become a delicacy in his hands.

"Mm, that's a good cat."

Lu Chen smiled with satisfaction and continued to focus on fishing.

Just then, he suddenly looked up toward the village entrance.

"Lan Lan, Luon is back."