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"Lu Sheng!" Zhang Mo's eyes were solemn, he was surprised to find that even he was startled. It seems the rumors about this old man looking after his own aren't unfounded! Lu Sheng was renowned throughout the East Land, not only for his saintly cultivation but also for his terrifying combat prowess. Every time a golden age approaches, the cultivation environment in the world will be extremely barren for a long period of time. This stage is called the End Times! In the era of decline, not to mention saints at the Heavenly Human Realm, even Divine Transformation Realm Kings are rare. This is also the reason why many talented prodigies who were born at an unfortunate time chose to seal themselves within the Divine Source. Lu Sheng's ability to achieve sainthood in the Age of Decline speaks volumes about his natural talent. Had he been born in a prosperous era, he wouldn't have been inferior to figures like Cao Deye or Lin Lang, even if he hadn't surpassed them. During this period, a powerful Saint whose strength was unmatched, even the Eternal Clan, Immortal Holy Land, and Supreme Great Sects dared not offend him lightly. Unless, unleash the hidden potential! Such as Zhang Ziyuan, he is one of the foundations of the Great Wei. If it weren't for him to garrison Tianshan City, the Great Wei might not have awakened him. But he is old, and alive only because of the divine source sustaining him. Every time he makes a move, it consumes a large amount of life essence from within him, thus accelerating his death. "Such a terrifying aura, this is the second Saint!" Ye Hao stopped what he was doing and through the window saw that domineering figure on the horizon. Ye Fan glanced casually and revealed Lu Sheng's identity. "Lu Sheng, Liu Chongxiao's master, a sage at the Heavenly Human Realm, once beheaded three sages of the same realm with three consecutive strikes six hundred years ago, establishing his reputation as the Eastern Land's first sword saint." <>Ye Hao and Zhuge Yan cooperated to take a sharp breath of cold air. "Liu Chongxiao?" "His master is so skilled!" But, even a saint would intervene in our little squabble? Ye Fan glanced at Ye Hao, "The two of us, one beat his disciple into a level 3 cripple, and the other robbed his disciple's origin. Do you think he wouldn't come?" Ye Hao smiled sheepishly and said, "I can't help myself in that situation either!" No sooner had the words left his lips than a voice, like that of a great bronze bell, echoed through Tianshan City. "Where is Ye Fan!" Where are the little rascals! The voice carried a trace of sanctity. Those with lower cultivation were caught off guard and even momentarily stunned. "He actually called me a bear cub, does he not know my name?" Zhu Ge Yan let out a soft chuckle. She wasn't the only one; many people in Tianshan City felt a strange sense of amusement when they heard the words "bear child". Ye Fan said: "It's normal that Lu Sheng can't remember your name, as you are not very well-known." Ye Hao muttered, "This title is too childish. If I become famous one day, I can't be called a 'bear child' anymore." "I need to come up with a new code name. What should I call it?" "Right, Liu Shen said that her hometown is the Tianhuangzhou region of the Great Thousand Immortal Realm. Since that's the case..." Ye Hao's eyes lit up, and he excitedly said, "Big brother, I've decided, from now on, in front of outsiders, I am just Huang!" Zhuge Yan mumbled, "Leaving a perfectly good name aside to choose such an odd title, lacking the slightest aura of a strong person, what taste..."
Little brother, can you bear the karmic consequences of this title? Looking at Ye Hao's excited expression, Ye Fan didn't mean to dampen his enthusiasm. He agreed, "What a good name!" When you become the Heavenly Emperor in the future, just call...the Desolate Heaven Emperor!”
Ye Hao was so excited that he forgot all about Lu Sheng, cheering, "Can I also become an emperor?" Zhuge Yan rolled his eyes: "You're fooling Ye Hao again here. With you around, who dares to claim they can become emperor?" Even Ye Hao's miniature tower inside his body was speechless, acknowledging what Zhuge Yan had said. In another time, given Ye Hao's prodigious talent and aptitude, becoming an Emperor would have been a foregone conclusion. But, facing this roadblock, Ye Fan, the probability of him achieving enlightenment is basically zero. I said it's fine, no room for argument! "Boy, don't get any ideas from this maidservant. A woman like her has no vision!" Ye Hao hummed softly and nodded, clearly trusting Ye Fan's words to the utmost. Only Zhuge Yan was glum. Above Tianshan City! Lu Sheng stood in mid-air. Although Tianshan City is under an airspace ban, the Saint is not within it! After waiting for a long time, Ye Fan and Ye Hao didn't show up, not even bothering to reply to him. Lu Sheng's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot. These two youngsters, don't they know their place? They think nothing of the Eastern Lands' foremost sword saint! However, although Lu Sheng didn't wait for Ye Fan and the other two, he did wait for someone he had expected. "Lu Sheng!" Accompanied by a tranquil voice, a figure suddenly appeared beside him. The visitor is Zhang Ziyu!
"Zhang Ziyuan!" Lu Sheng's sword brows shot up, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit, and his blade intent surged. Although they weren't from the same era, heroes recognize heroes. He had long wanted to test the abilities of this renowned general from Great Wei. Zhang Zi Yuan's attitude towards Lu Sheng wasn't surprising, he calmly smiled and said: "Even you were startled, it seems that young people nowadays are truly remarkable!" Lu Sheng let out a cold snort. "My apprentice was bullied here, as his master, shouldn't I seek some justice?" Zhang Ziyuan asked, "Aren't you afraid of the people behind him?" Lu Sheng grinned. "I'm going to force the people behind him to come out!" "To wound my apprentice like that, even if a great saint stood behind him, hey... this old man would still have to clash with him!" Zhang Ziyu shook his head. "Even among those imperial lineages and great saints, the ultimate foundation is their own limit. They won't emerge unless their lineage faces extinction!" Lu Sheng sneered, "Then I'm not afraid of anything!" "Well then, I'll settle accounts with the young ones first, and then the old ones." As for that imperial weapon, I said to compensate my disciple Chongxiao as a gift, no problem, right! Zhang Wenyuan's face showed no fluctuation, he calmly said: "If you can snatch it, that's your ability!" But you might have to hurry, because quite a few people are eyeing this quasi-imperial weapon! Lu Sheng's eyes erupted with unparalleled confidence, "This seat has reserved it, who dares to grab it?" Even the imperial lineage is no exception! Zhang Ziyuan sighed: "Tens of thousands of years ago, the predecessor of the Heavenly Blade lineage, a quasi-emperor, used the Nine Nether Emperor as a whetstone." Even after tens of thousands of years, Brother Lu dares to look down upon the imperial lineage with the bearing of a celestial being... "The Heavenly Sword Lineage is truly as domineering as ever!" Lu Sheng didn't explain, his gaze calmly fixed ahead until two figures appeared in his line of sight from below. Ye Fan and Ye Hao stood on their magic treasures, flying into the air. The law enforcement officers in Tianshan City glanced at Zhang Ziyuan in mid-air, then turned to ignore Ye Fan and the others who disregarded the airspace ban within Tianshan City. They wisely chose to overlook the situation. Lu Sheng saw Ye Fan and the other person, his eyelids didn't twitch at all, his tone was indifferent. "You are here!" A deep, intangible voice struck the two souls like a heavy hammer, intending to intimidate them. Ye Hao's small face suddenly turned pale, a bloody thread spilling from the corner of his mouth, his body trembling and swaying precariously. "Humph!" Ye Fan let out a cold snort, effortlessly dispelling the intimidation in Lu Sheng's words. "A saint?" "That's all there is to it!" Arrogant, haughty, defiant, and unrestrained! Even Zhang Ziyuan, standing beside him, admired Ye Fan's courage. In the presence of a saint, this kid doesn't know how to write the word "death"! Lu Sheng grinned, his rough and sturdy face looking somewhat ferocious. His gaze was intense, and he met Ye Fan's eyes. "Boy, you should know that if I wanted to kill you, even the Great Sage couldn't stop me from this distance!" Ye Fan shook his head and said, "You can't kill me!" Lu Sheng: "Why?" "Is that all you have, relying on the people behind you?" Yeh Fan: "Right!" Lu Sheng laughed heartily. "Hahaha, this is funny, so funny!" "For six hundred years, I haven't met a worthy opponent." "Listen up, kid. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Bring out the person behind you!" "I'm going to see, in the East Earth, who among Lu Sheng's enemies has the ability to protect themselves!" Ye Fan last gave Lu Sheng a meaningful look. Remember what you're saying now, and I hope your confidence will still be the same in a while. After finishing, Ye Fan had already erased one of the marks Bai Ye left within his body. Next moment! Lu Sheng suddenly felt a chill down his spine and goosebumps all over. A great terror emanates from the heart! |