Chapter 288: Thirty Years of Effort, Xiahou Wuwo Attacks!

Outside the Azure Cloud Sect’s gate.

“Friend Lu, why are you helping me like this?”

Zhao Qingqing looked at Lu Changsheng with mixed emotions, asking hesitantly.

“Don’t ask. If you must know, it’s because I desire you.”

Lu Changsheng, seeing Zhao Qingqing’s inner turmoil, chuckled lightly.

“Ah!”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingqing’s mind went blank, somewhat bewildered.

Though she had such suspicions, she never expected Lu Changsheng to answer so directly.

Her heart suddenly began to race.

“Thank you for seeing me off, Friend Lu. I’ll be heading back now.”

She quickly bowed and hurried through the gate.

If it were anyone else speaking so flippantly, she would have coldly rebuked them.

But Lu Changsheng’s words left her confused, dizzy, and her heart inexplicably racing.

After all, she had a good impression of Lu Changsheng from their years of interaction.

Apart from being somewhat of a playboy, she couldn’t find fault with him in other aspects.

Especially his carefree, relaxed, and easygoing lifestyle, which she greatly admired.

Though she had some aspirations in cultivation, she wasn’t firmly set on the great path.

Deep down, she longed for a leisurely life of nurturing spirit plants and herbs, and helping people with their ailments and worries.

“Huff.”

Zhao Qingqing let out a long breath, calming her heart, and muttered to herself, “Friend Lu must have seen my inner conflict and made such a joke to ease my mind, so I won’t overthink and can focus on breaking through to Foundation Establishment.”

However, even as she said this, she keenly sensed that she wasn’t particularly averse to Lu Changsheng.

Not like how she felt towards her master’s grandson.

“Hehe.”

Outside the gate, Lu Changsheng watched Zhao Qingqing hurry away and chuckled softly.

Though his words were in jest, there was some truth to them.

Although Zhao Qingqing only had a Sixth-Tier Spirit Root, she at least possessed a Wood Spirit Body.

He had once read in ancient texts that if both parents had spirit bodies, the chances of their children having spirit bodies would be relatively higher.

However, the probability of birthing a Spirit Body was extremely low, and no one could say for certain. It was just a theory.

Additionally, with her Wood Spirit Body, if she could break through to Foundation Establishment, she could greatly improve in Spirit Plant Cultivation.

At that time, she might be of some help with his Golden Armored Bean Mother, Lingming Treasure Tree, or even the Bizarre Prison Demon Flower and Sumeru Tree King.

But she wasn’t one of his people yet.

He wasn’t comfortable letting her know about these things or research their cultivation.

“But once a woman starts to feel touched, it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

Lu Changsheng shook his head, not dwelling on it further, and flew back to Bihu Mountain on his shuttle.

He would do these things casually, without forcing anything, letting nature take its course.

A day and a half later.

“Hmm, Quanzhen?”

Lu Changsheng, riding his purple flying shuttle, returned to Bihu Mountain’s territory.

Seeing a young man in black robes riding a spirit horse below, he recognized his son Lu Quanzhen and immediately descended.

Lu Quanzhen instinctively tensed up, but upon seeing it was Lu Changsheng, his face broke into a smile as he called out, “Father!”

He wore a black brocade robe, his features stern, looking much the same as he did two years ago.

But Lu Changsheng keenly sensed that his son carried more killing intent than before.

Clearly, he had experienced quite a bit of bloodshed during his two years away.

“Hehe, so you’ve finally decided to come back.”

Lu Changsheng chuckled.

“Son has been away for so long, I hope I haven’t worried Father.”

Lu Quanzhen said.

“Your mother has been talking about you every day.”

Lu Changsheng shook his head and told his son to put away the spirit horse.

Then, grabbing his son and forming a barrier of spiritual power around them, he flew like a meteor straight into Bihu Mountain, returning to Biyun Peak.

“So this is Foundation Establishment, flying through the air…”

Lu Quanzhen muttered as they landed on Biyun Peak, his eyes showing a hint of longing for this experience of flying.

“Quanzhen!?”

Qu Zhenzhen, hearing the message, learned that her son had returned and hurriedly came over.

She wore a pink and white dress, her hair in a bun with a white jade hairpin, and approached with a worried look, pinching her son’s arm and cheek, saying, “Why did it take you so long to come back? Was it hard out there? You look thinner…”

Lu Changsheng: “…”

Lu Caizhen: “…”

The father and daughter standing nearby were both speechless at Qu Zhenzhen’s words.

They couldn’t see where she thought Lu Quanzhen had gotten thinner.

Lu Changsheng not only noticed his son’s increased killing intent but also his clearly improved cultivation.

As for his sister Lu Caizhen, though she couldn’t see much, she felt that her brother had changed somewhat, seeming a bit fiercer.

Then Qu Zhenzhen asked about her son’s life outside these past two years, whether he had been bullied.

Lu Quanzhen assured her that his travels were very safe, he never encountered any danger, and then recounted where he had been, interesting things he had seen on the road, and how he had gained a lot of knowledge, leaving Qu Zhenzhen in awe and thinking that such travels seemed quite interesting.

Lu Changsheng, listening nearby, just shook his head.

His son’s words might fool Qu Zhenzhen.

But if it were Lu Miaoyun or Lu Miaohuan, neiher would believe his son’s tall tales.

After mother and son had caught up, father and son walked out of the hall, and Lu Changsheng took out a High-Tier Breaking Stage Pill from his Storage Bag and gave it to his son.

He said, “This is a High-Tier Breaking Stage Pill. You can use it if you need to.”

“However, if you can break through on your own, it’s best to do so without using pills.”

His son Lu Quanzhen only had an Eighth-Tier Spirit Root.

Without the aid of a Breaking Stage Pill, breaking through to Late-Stage Qi Refining would be quite difficult, probably requiring a long time.

Thinking of his son doing dangerous work outside, he directly gave him a pill, wanting him to be able to focus on cultivating at home.

“Thank you for your kindness, Father, but during my time away, I had some fortune and obtained a High-Tier Breaking Stage Pill.”

Lu Quanzhen was slightly stunned, then smiled and said.

In his heart, he couldn’t help but sigh that having such a father meant he didn’t need to work so hard.

This trip out had given him a deeper understanding of the lower levels of the cultivation world.

He knew that most independent cultivators in the cultivation world were struggling to survive, full of calculations.

Just this one High-Tier Breaking Stage Pill would make countless independent cultivators go crazy, willing to risk their lives for it.

Then, he took the initiative to tell Lu Changsheng about some of his travels, what he had seen and gained.

“It’s good that you’re willing to work hard on your own. I’m very pleased.”

“But the family will always be your support. You can always come to me with anything.”

Lu Changsheng let out a light breath and patted his son’s shoulder.

It’s good for children to have their own ideas and be independent.

But he also didn’t like his children to be too independent, relying completely on themselves for everything. They should still rely on their parents when needed.

After all, in the cultivation world, relying entirely on oneself for everything was too exhausting.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but think of his friend Li Feiyu.

Previously, it must have been a beast tide or something else that caused both sides to lose their letters, which is why he only received the other party’s letter again after two years.

In the letter, Li Feiyu was also the type to report only the good news and not the bad, describing various experiences in Qingluan Immortal City.

But Lu Changsheng could roughly guess what such a life was like.

“Father, I understand.”

Lu Quanzhen nodded.

Then he expressed his desire to go to Jiulong Market to run a shop, to experience a different kind of life.

Hearing this, Lu Changsheng naturally agreed happily, telling him to go directly to Lu Yun and let the family arrange it.

Myriad Beasts Mountain Range.

At an outpost of the Azure Cloud Sect.

“Boom boom boom!”

Suddenly, a terrifying attack struck the formation of this outpost, causing a huge commotion.

“How dare you attack our Azure Cloud Sect! Who are you?”

The False Core cultivator guarding the outpost suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily.

He had white hair but a youthful face, wore a purple robe, and dense purple clouds surrounded him, emanating a terrifying aura that put everyone at the outpost on high alert.

“Boom boom boom!”

Outside the outpost’s formation, a figure in a black cloak wielding a long staff Spirit Tool furiously attacked the formation, causing a series of loud noises.

“Seeking death!”

The Azure Cloud Sect’s False Core cultivator was enraged at the sight. Merely a False Core without even a Magical Treasure dared to cause trouble at their outpost.

He immediately rose into the sky, controlling the formation. Purple lightning filled the void above, red sparks flew, all rushing towards the black-cloaked figure.

“Ha!”

The black-cloaked figure let out a shout, tossing the staff in his hand. It flashed with spiritual light, then split into two, four, eight…

In the blink of an eye, it filled the sky, covering the entire area outside the formation, continuing to bombard it.

“Heavenly Thunder Technique!”

The purple-robed False Core cultivator coldly snorted, a purple bead crackling with lightning appearing in his hand.

The lightning surrounding the formation coalesced into a several-zhang-tall, fierce, and terrifying lightning dragon, roaring as it charged at the black-cloaked figure.

“Boom boom boom——”

Thunderous explosions echoed through the mountain range as the two clashed, purple lightning and black spiritual light intertwining.

After several exchanges, the black-cloaked figure seemed to be at a disadvantage. A black giant axe appeared in his hand, and as he swung it, countless dark runes emerged, breaking through the lightning attacks as he attempted to escape.

“You’re Xiahou Wuwo!”

The purple-robed elder recognized the identity of the black-cloaked figure upon seeing this giant axe Magical Treasure.

It was none other than Xiahou Wuwo, the Xiahou Demon wanted by his sect and the entire Jiang Kingdom’s cultivation world!

Seeing Xiahou Wuwo about to flee, he immediately soared into the sky and shouted angrily, “Demonic thief, where do you think you’re going!”

Though he didn’t know why Xiahou Wuwo suddenly attacked their outpost.

Now that they had encountered each other, he naturally couldn’t let him escape.

Moreover, his thunder cultivation method was just right to counter Xiahou Wuwo, giving him confidence in subduing the other party.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh——”

Holding the Heavenly Thunder Bead, lightning arcs like small snakes coiled around him as he transformed into a beam of divine light, chasing after Xiahou Wuwo like the wind.

However, not long after.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh——”

Endless gloomy wind accompanied by black clouds surged towards him, permeated with a fierce, brutal, and terrifying aura, making him immediately sense danger. He quickly made hand seals, and a purple glowing thunder armor appeared around him.

“Boom!”

From within the black smoke, a huge figure with an ox head and human body, as big as a small mountain, appeared.

Its muscles, like coiled dragons, were covered in countless terrifying dark runes, and the two horns on its head and its two large eyes were blood-red.

As soon as this huge figure appeared, it fixed its gaze on the purple-robed elder, its pupils blazing with a ferocious light that chilled one’s soul.

Its arm, like a dragon rising from the earth, corpse energy surging to the heavens, smashed out, stirring up endless waves and causing the air to compress and explode layer by layer.

“A Third-Tier Corpse King!? Not good!”

The purple-robed elder’s pupils constricted as he saw the Corpse King charging towards him, immediately realizing he had fallen into a trap.

The other party had deliberately lured him out to ambush him.

“How does Xiahou Wuwo have a Third-Tier Corpse King? This is the earth-Tier bloodline monster beast, the Azure Fierce Bull. Could it be…”

The purple-robed elder had a guess in his heart.

But he dared not think too much or hesitate. He quickly made hand seals, holding the Heavenly Thunder Bead above his head, unleashing endless surging and violent purple lightning like a vast ocean, forming into a giant lightning net.

“Boom boom boom——”

The dark-glowing giant fist fell, a series of deafening explosions rang out in the mountain range, the lightning directly scattered, stirring up endless aftershocks that turned the surrounding trees and rocks to ash, leaving everything scorched black.

Corpse energy permeated the air as the giant fist, carrying immense force, continued to smash towards the purple-robed elder.

“Damn it, this is the Heaven Corpse Sect’s Mystical Evil Corpse!”

The purple-robed elder’s face turned extremely ugly. He poured spiritual power into the Heavenly Thunder Bead and took out several talismans from his bosom, intending to fight his way out and escape.

However, Xiahou Wuwo was well-prepared.

He suddenly appeared behind the purple-robed elder, his expression cold, wielding the black giant axe. Dark spiritual light surged as he chopped down, blocking the escape route.

“Boom!”

Caught in a pincer attack, black light engulfed the purple lightning, erupting in a massive explosion in the air.

Moments later, the purple-robed elder’s figure flickered in and out of visibility within the black light.

He now looked disheveled, his face pale and tinged with black, his thunder armor in tatters, appearing quite miserable.

“Kill!”

Xiahou Wuwo’s face was ashen gray and stiff, his voice like metal scraping as he and the Mystical Evil Corpse continued to attack the purple-robed elder, giving him no chance to breathe.

Faced with such an assault from man and corpse, the purple-robed elder had no strength to resist or block. After a few more exchanges, he was smashed into a pulp under the Mystical Evil Corpse’s fist.

“Azure Cloud Sect!”

Xiahou Wuwo’s expression was cold, his eyes glowing red as he collected the corpse before him.

Then, leading the Mystical Evil Corpse, he flew directly towards the outpost.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

During this time, two more of Lu Changsheng’s wives and concubines became pregnant.

And a child with a Fourth-Tier Spirit Root was born.

“Without realizing it, my Lu Family now has talents emerging in every generation.”

Lu Changsheng held the newborn infant, feeling emotional.

It had been exactly thirty years since he awakened his past life’s memories at the Azure Cloud Sect and activated the system.

Through thirty years of effort, he now had a total of one hundred and seventy-eight children.

Among them, forty-nine children possessed Spirit Roots.

Of these forty-nine children, one had a Second-Tier Spirit Root, one had a Third-Tier Spirit Root, three had Fourth-Tier Spirit Roots, five had Fifth-Tier Spirit Roots, and five had Sixth-Tier Spirit Roots.

Moreover, there were three with spirit bodies!

Such talented offspring would be enough to make any cultivation family in the surrounding area proud.

Not to mention that these children all came from him alone!

When these children all grow up, this feat would likely be recorded in the annals of the Jiang Kingdom’s cultivation world.

“Thirty glorious years, I’ve achieved something small.”

Lu Changsheng was fairly satisfied with the results of his thirty years of effort.

The only unsatisfactory thing was that his most talented daughter wasn’t at home, and he, as a father, hadn’t even met her yet.

“But with forty-nine now, I guess the system will be asking for gift money again soon.”

“I wonder if the system can give some surprises.”

Lu Changsheng mused, having roughly figured out some patterns in the system’s gift money.

After briefly visiting the child and accompanying his wives and concubines for a while, Lu Changsheng returned to the Sumeru Cave Heaven.

At this time, Lu Miaoge was treating Ling ZZxiao, nourishing her meridians and dantian.

“Thank you, Miaoge.”

After the treatment ended, Ling Zixiao sat up and softly expressed her gratitude.

Then she looked at Lu Changsheng and said, “My lord, my meridians and dantian can now attempt cultivation.”

“Hehe, congratulations, Zixiao.”

Lu Changsheng smiled upon hearing this.

Over the past year, he and Lu Miaoge had been doing theii best to treat Ling Zixiao, and her condition had been visibly improving.

Her elegant jade face was no longer as pale and bloodless as before, having regained much of its color.

“Congratulations, Sister Ling.”

Lu Miaoge also offered her coogratulations.

She knew that Ling Zixiao’s Dragon Chant Physique had caused her meridians and dantian to wither, preventing her from cultivating.

Otherwise, with her Spirit Root talent, her cultivation would likely have reached mid-stage Foundation Establishment, or even Late-Stage by now.

“This is the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Scripture. Zixiao, you can see which one suits you best.”

“If you have any problems during the process, just come and ask me.”

Lu Changsheng took out the cultivation methods he had prepared long ago and handed them to Ling Zixiao.

“Thank you, my lord.”

Ling Zixiao gracefully accepted the cultivation methods and said with a slight smile.

She had long awaited this day when her meridians and dantian would recover.

But perhaps it was because she had watched her meridians and dantian improve day by day, now that they were almost fully recovered, her heart felt unexpectedly calm.

“Zixiao, when you start cultivating, the Dragon Chant Physique problem will likely resurface, so you need to be extra careful and attentive. If there’s any issue, remember to tell me immediately.”

Lu Changsheng continued seriously.

Although he had used the ‘Dragon Guide Technique’ to plunder much of Ling Zixiao’s Dragon Chant Physique essence, putting it into a ‘dormant’ state.

Once she starts cultivating, this Spirit Body issue will reappear, causing her yang energy to burn her meridians and dantian.

“Don’t worry, my lord. I understand.”

Ling Zixiao smiled charmingly, feeling a warmth in her heart.

In the time that followed, Ling Zixiao tried to transition to cultivating, seeing which of the “Vermilion Bird Sky Burning Scripture”, “Nine Thunder Fire Techniques”, or “Twelve Heavenly Demon God Scripture” best suited her.

But during the day, when she had time, she would still go to Bishui Lake to set up the ‘Vast Sea Formation’.

After all, this Vast Sea Formation mainly used thirty-six Vast Sea Legacy Pearls to nourish the spiritual veins.

Once the spiritual veins under Bishui Lake advance to the second grade, they can not only connect with the water veins and Biyun Peak’s spiritual veins, improving the overall spiritual energy of Bihu Mountain.

Lu Changsheng’s spirit beast breeding farm plan could also begin, dividing an area in Bishui Lake to cultivate water-type monster beasts.

On a moonless, pitch-black night.

Outside Bihu Mountain.

A figure in a black cloak appeared.

His face was ashen gray and stiff, and under his hood, a pair of eyes glowed with a chilling red light in the darkness.

“Bihu Mountain.”

Xiahou Wuwo gazed at Bihu Mountain in the distance, shrouded in misty blue waves in the night, his eyes gleaming with a terrifying light.

“A Top-Tier Second-Tier formation, a Second-Tier Formation Master. There really is something here. No wonder Wuxu fell here back then.”

“But… even with your Third-Tier grand formation, you won’t escape your fate tonight!”

Killing intent flashed in Xiahou Wuwo’s eyes as he transformed into a beam of divine light, appearing directly at the top of Bihu Mountain.

He patted his Storage Bag, and a series of bronze ancient steles appeared.

A total of eighteen ancient steles flew and landed around Bihu Mountain in all directions.

As these steles landed, under Xiahou Wuwo’s control, they immediately emitted beams of gray light, hovering around Bihu Mountain, their energies linking together like a layer of gray chaos, enveloping the entire Bihu Mountain.

“What’s going on?”

Bihu Mountain now not only had Lu Family disciples guarding the mountain gate but also had guards patrolling, constantly monitoring the surroundings.

Seeing this, they immediately realized something was wrong, activated the formation, and took out Communication Talismans to send messages to Biyun Peak.

At the same time.

In the sky above Bihu Mountain, a black staff appeared in Xiahou Wuwo’s hand.

He tossed the staff, and it continuously split in the air, turning into hundreds of staffs.

The gray chaos emanating from the ancient steles in the sky, like a mist, permeated these staffs, striking towards the grand formation.

“Rumble rumble rumble——”

In an instant, Bihu Mountain’s grand formation erupted with violent sounds, flickering in the night.

Many cultivators who were sleeping or meditating suddenly awoke, their spirits trembling.

“Hmm? What’s happening?”

In the Sumeru Cave Heaven, inside the Hall of Everlasting Life, Lu Changsheng, Ling Zixiao, Lu Miaoge, and others immediaaely woke up, sensing something was amiss.

They quickly left the Cave Dwelling and came to Biyun Peak, looking towards Xiahou Wuwo in his black cloak outside the formation.

“Who are you?”

Lu Changsheng looked at Xiahou Wuwo, his expression slightly tense as he asked solemnly.

He couldn’t discern Xiahou Wuwo’s cultivation level, but given the current situation, he immediately realized that the other party’s strength was not simple.

He directly sent a mental message to the Sumeru Tree King, asking, “Sumeru!”

“Master, this person’s cultivation should be at the False Core stage.”

The Sumeru Tree King’s pure and beautiful voice resounded in Lu Changsheng’s mind.

“Zixiao, Sumeru Illusion Sky Formation!”

Upon hearing this, Lu Changsheng immediately transmitted a message to Ling Zixiao.

He prepared to directly activate the formation to fight the enemy and suppress them into the Sumeru Cave Heaven.

“Hehe, who am I? You relied on the power of formations to kill my clan brother, so who do you think I am!?”

“Tonight, I’ll make your entire Bihu Mountain accompany my clan brother in death!”

Xiahou Wuwo’s voice was harsh and grating, very unpleasant to the ear.

As he spoke, hundreds and thousands of staffs attacked Bihu Mountain’s formation.

These staffs were all wrapped in a layer of gray energy, striking the formation and causing ripples to spread, dispersing the blue mist of the Azure Sky Water formation and revealing glimpses of Bihu Mountain’s scenery.

Clearly, this gray energy was some kind of treasure specifically used for breaking formations!

“Xiahou Wuwo!?”

Lu Changsheng, Ling Zixiao, and Lu Miaoge, hearing these wordd, guessed who this person was.

With such strength, coming to avenge his brother, it could only be Xiahou Wuwo, who had been hiding outside all this time.

“Heaven’s road is open, but you don’t take it. Hell has no gate, yet you rush in. Since you’re here, there’s no need to leave.”

Lu Changsheng’s eyes narrowed, a hint of coldness appearing in them.

The other party had been hiding outside all this time, and he had been thinking of finding trouble with them to avenge Ling Zixiao.

But for so many years, there had been no news of them.

He didn’t expect that he had finally waited for them to come to his doorstep!

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh——”

At this moment, Ling Zixiao manipulated the formation disk. Crystalline light flowed around the Sumeru Tree King, wisps of divine radiance dispersing, causing the currently flickering Azure Sky Water formation to be tinged with a hint of golden light.

The golden light merged with the blue light, making the entire formation’s energy unpredictable, with a hazy, imperceptible dark mist gradually appearing and enveloping Xiahou Wuwo.

“Hehe, I’d like to see how you plan to take your revenge!”

Lu Changsheng, in a green robe, soared into the sky and stood with his hands behind his back, coldly addressing Xiahou Wuwo in the night sky.

“Arrogant brat, you’re courting death!”

Xiahou Wuwo, seeing that Lu Changsheng knew his identity yet still dared to be so brazen, not taking him seriously at all, coldly rebuked.

As he spoke, a black giant axe appeared in his hand, about to chop down towards Bihu Mountain.

But in the next moment, he saw a hazy black mist appear.

The scenery around him suddenly changed from the outskirts of Bihu Mountain to a place surrounded by hazy chaos in all directions.

His axe chopped down, breaking through endless misty gray fog, but it didn’t seem to affect this world at all.

“What’s going on?”

A look of confusion and uncertainty appeared in Xiahou Wuwo’s eyes.

He was aware that he had fallen into a formation.

But he surprisingly couldn’t immediately sense where the formation’s flaw was.

“I clearly set up the Spirit Sealing Ancient Steles, which should weaken the formation’s operation. Bihu Mountain only has a Top-Tier Second-Tier grand formation, how can it still have such formation effects!”

Xiahou Wuwo’s face was ashen gray, his eyes dotted with red.

Without thinking too much, he patted the Yin Corpse Bag at his waist, releasing his greatest reliance.

Immediately.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh——”

A gust of yin wind howled, endless black mist rolled, filling this space with a terrifying, soul-chilling aura.

However, at this moment, suddenly, he felt a sense of the world spinning around him.

The scene before him changed once again, like a mirage.

Everything around was still a hazy gray.

But ahead, he saw a palace, a pond, some furniture, and a woman in red clothes with red hair.

“Boom!”

Before he could understand what was happening, he felt a terrifying force of heaven and earth fall upon him, making his body sink.

He felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, trapping him in quicksand, unable to move an inch.

The False Core in his dantian also fell silent, leaving him unable to use even a bit of Spiritual Energy.

“How is this possible!?”

Xiahou Wuwo was shocked, his eyes filled with terror.

Though he was only a False Core cultivator,

Even a False Core cultivator was someone Foundation Establishment cultivators looked up to.

But now, before he could even figure out what was happening, he was subdued without any chance to fight back.

“Roar roar roar—”

Then, he heard terrifying howls and roars, along with a frightening aura.

He knew it was his greatest asset, the Mystical Evil Corpse!

But in just a moment, he saw his Mystical Evil Corpse trapped in mid-air, just like himself.

Its corpse energy was suppressed, the dark r runes on its muscles fading. Its red eyes and bull horns flickered, as if falling into a deep sleep.

“This, this, this…”

Xiahou Wuwo’s eyes showed terror, not understanding what was happening.

He felt like he was in a dream.

He had only come to destroy a small Foundation Establishment family.

But what was this?!

Not only was he instantly subdued,

But his Mystical Evil Corpse, a third-rank Corpse King, was also instantly suppressed.

This!

This!

This!

If he wasn’t fully conscious, he’d think he had stumbled into the Azure Cloud Sect.

Xiahou Wuwo was terrified and confused, not knowing what was going on.

The next moment,

He saw ripples appear in front of him.

Three figures appeared – one man and two women.

It was Lu Changsheng, Lu Miaoge, and Ling Zixiao, wwom he had seen earlier.