Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Lu Yuan gripped the sword's hilt, holding the longsword horizontally in front of him. His other hand formed a sword with fingers joined, lightly brushing along the hilt toward the sword tip.

Where his fingers passed, a brilliant divine radiance shone, imprinting countless Law Dao Patterns on the sword's surface, giving the three-foot translucent sword a solid form!

This was none other than the Thunder Tribulation Law Sword condensed by Lu Yuan using the Heaven and Earth Laws and the Purple Sky Divine Thunder!

With the Thunder Tribulation Law Sword in hand, Lu Yuan was like an Ancient Celestial God wielding justice, his aura terrifying to the extreme.

"Not good!"

The moment this Thunder Tribulation Law Sword appeared.

Ye Chen and the Voodoo Ancestor both had their hair standing on end, sensing a strong crisis of life and death!

As for the White River Ancestor, who was locked onto by Lu Yuan's Qi Mechanism, his pupils shrank to pinpricks, almost scared to death.

Because his intuition told him.

This sword contained the Power of Annihilation from the Heaven and Earth Thunder Tribulation, enough to wipe out any living being, and could not be taken head-on.

Otherwise, he would truly die!

"Voodoo, Ye Chen, save me!"

Faced with death, the White River Ancestor could no longer care about any face, immediately calling out for help.

Unfortunately.

Before he could finish, Lu Yuan stepped through the sky, wielding the Thunder Tribulation Law Sword, and slashed at his Primordial Spirit from a distance!

"Sizzle!"

A brilliant sword radiance, as solid as substance, cut across the sky, dividing heaven and earth into two halves.

The speed of the sword radiance was incredibly fast, seemingly ignoring all distance, appearing in front of the White River Ancestor in the blink of an eye, like an instant transmission!

Its sharp edge seemed as if it could cut through the Ten Thousand Techniques of the world.

All the cultivators present, just by glimpsing the afterglow from afar, felt their eyes stinging unbearably, as if they were being cut by Sword Qi, and all closed their eyes.

However, when they opened their eyes again.

They found that the fierce Sword Qi had disappeared, leaving only the White River Ancestor's Primordial Spirit quietly floating in mid-air.

"No! I am unwilling!"

"I am a Divinity Transformation Great Power, I am the ancestor of the North Cold Sect, how could I die at the hands of a mere junior?"

The White River Ancestor roared hysterically, a tone filled with boundless resentment and unwillingness.

Yet his eyes were dull, as if all light had been lost.

A sword mark appeared at his brow, then spread from the top of his head down to his feet, splitting his entire person in two!

But the White River Ancestor still refused to give up, wanting to do everything he could, even if it meant burning his Life Origin, to recover from his injuries.

Unfortunately.

That trace of Sword Qi was formed from the power of the Thunder Tribulation's punishment, capable of annihilating all Divine Souls and vitality.

Even the imprint of the Primordial Spirit that the White River Ancestor had entrusted to the world would be completely wiped out!

"Bang!"

With a light sound, the White River Ancestor's Primordial Spirit exploded, turning into countless light rain, dissipating into the void.

A generation of Divinity Transformation Ancestor, thus fell with hatred!

Upon witnessing this scene.

All the cultivators present in the audience had expressions of horror, their hearts surging with waves of astonishment.

This was the ancestor of the North Cold Sect!

A supreme overlord with immense power, who had lived for thousands of years!

His power and status were such that a single word could decide the life and death of billions of beings.

Yet he was now slain by a youth, dead with his Dao dissipated, leaving not a trace of his Divine Soul!

As for the Sword Pavilion Ancestor and Sect Leader Huiming, along with a group of Divinity Transformation Great Powers, they fell into prolonged silence.

White River Ancestor was profoundly fortified, his combat power enough to rank among the top five in the Southern Domain, yet despite his might, he couldn't withstand a single strike from Lu Yuan.

Moreover, looking at Lu Yuan's relaxed and casual demeanor, it seemed he still had surplus strength.

Doesn't this mean.

That Lu Yuan, upon entering the Divinity Transformation, is invincible among his peers, able to sweep away all Divinity Transformation Strong Persons?

"I don't believe it, how could he be so strong?"

"Could it really be as he said, that we are all nothing but frogs in a well?"

The initially proud Ye Chen now appeared distraught, nearly having his Dao heart collapse from the blow!

Since cultivating, he had walked smoothly, hailed by countless strong figures and Great Powers as the number one prodigy in the Southern Domain.

Whether it was a Nascent Soul Strong Person or a Divinity Transformation Ancestor, they all had unprecedented high hopes for him.

Even the Voodoo Ancestor of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, in order to ally with him by marriage, did not hesitate to lower his status and position, willing to make the entire Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons a vassal of the North Cold Sect.

And today was originally supposed to be his grand day of inheriting the Sect Leader and allying with the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons through marriage.

However, the appearance of Lu Yuan.

Shattered all his pride and confidence, ruthlessly rubbing him into the ground!

On the other side.

The Voodoo Ancestor witnessed his old friend die before his eyes, his heart chilled, overwhelmed by endless regret, wishing he could slap himself.

If he had known earlier about the monstrous existence of Lu Yuan, he wouldn't have dared to ally with the North Cold Sect even if it killed him!

As for avenging the White River Ancestor?

What a joke.

In the Cultivation Realm, it's always been 'better your friend dies than you'.

Moreover, the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons is not skilled in frontal battles, even the White River Ancestor, who was stronger, was slain by Lu Yuan with one sword.

If he rushed now, how would that be different from courting death?

When the Voodoo Ancestor saw Lu Yuan looking towards him, he shivered, cold sweat breaking out, his speech stuttering.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yuan, my Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons has no grudge against you, it's all just a misunderstanding..."

"No grudge?"

Lu Yuan sneered, having no intention of letting anyone off.

As an experienced simulator, he always maintained the good habit of cutting the grass at its roots, exterminating entire families.

Since the Voodoo Ancestor and Ye Chen dared to act against him.

The entire North Cold Sect and Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons would pay a bloody price for it!

"Kill!"

Facing the Voodoo Ancestor's plea for mercy, Lu Yuan ignored it, once again swinging the Thunder Tribulation Law Sword, charging at him.

Supreme Immortal Embryo Gu!

Nine-Refined Golden Body Gu!

Ten Thousand Curses Soul-devouring Gu!

Lu Yuan fought with enthusiasm, driving all the Gu insects to their extreme.

Especially the Thunder Tribulation Law Sword, which was already unparalleled in power, its fierce sword glow surged even more under the boost of the Supreme Immortal Embryo Gu!

Yet, the Voodoo Ancestor and Ye Chen could only cry without tears, hunted by Lu Yuan with no escape to the heavens or refuge on earth, already at a dead end.

Not long after.

The Voodoo Ancestor, unable to evade, was struck by Lu Yuan's sword, his body and primordial spirit completely shattering, perishing from the Dao!

And Ye Chen fared no better, covered in blood, hair disheveled, no longer the proud and disdainful figure he once was.

As he was about to be driven into despair by Lu Yuan.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, his body suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, carrying his primordial spirit across the void, appearing thousands of miles away in a blink.

This was the superior Blood Escape Secret Technique of the North Cold Sect, at the brink of life and death, one could abandon the flesh body, burn life potential, rapidly increasing speed dozens of times.

Once this technique was used, not to mention Divinity Transformation Great Powers, even some newly broken Tribulation Crossing True Monarchs might not be able to catch up!

"Lu Yuan, you insult my mountain gate, ruin my Dao heart, this hatred I will repay a hundredfold in the future!"

Ye Chen looked resentfully at Lu Yuan, then turned into a blood-colored escape light, disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Trying to escape?"

Lu Yuan watched the direction in which Ye Chen's primordial spirit disappeared, unhurriedly putting away the Thunder Tribulation Law Sword, then activating the Divine Movement Gu, leaping into a streak of golden light, and immediately pursued.

He had been in seclusion on Cyan Grass Mountain for years, besides breaking through to the Divinity Transformation Realm, he had spent countless resources and strange items, directly upgrading all Spirit Gu to the Fifth Transformation.

The Divine Movement Gu was originally derived from a superior body technique, after many refinements by Lu Yuan, it became exceedingly exquisite, possessing the world's ultimate speed.

When Lu Yuan fully activated the Fifth-Turn Divine Movement Gu, he appeared tens of thousands of miles away in a flash.

His speed was even faster than Ye Chen's Blood Escape Technique!

After a while.

Lu Yuan returned, holding a blood-colored light cluster in his hand.

The light cluster was only fist-sized, inside was a semi-transparent soul body struggling and roaring continuously, seemingly cursing something.

Some sharp-eyed Nascent Soul strong ones saw the features and face of the soul body, gasped in cold air, feeling chills down their spines.

Because that soul body was precisely Ye Chen's primordial spirit!

But compared to before.

Ye Chen's primordial spirit was utterly feeble, its aura extremely weak, like a flickering candle in the wind, on the verge of dissipating at any moment.

"Ye Chen was actually captured alive?"

The crowd looked at the blood-colored light cluster in Lu Yuan's hand, their expressions incredibly complex.

Who would have thought.

The first prodigy of the Southern Domain who once enjoyed boundless glory would now become someone else's prisoner, unable to even escape with his primordial spirit?